Whipped Ass Volume 15
There’s no question that Whipped Ass Volume 15 is a prime example of punishment. The real question is, who’s being tormented more, the pain-craving women in the video or the poor viewer? This slap-happy offering suffers from both an overabundance of pre-scene chat and a lamentably uneven quality of talent. Whipped Ass Volume 15 smartly puts its best cheeks forward, via a scene with comely copper-tops Chanel Preston and Britney Amber. Yes, the introductory interview is a drag on the proceedings. The exchange that follows, however, is gratifying, as Preston—playing uber-bitch boss to novice Amber—flips Amber onto her lap for a thorough spanking. Amber exudes a girl-next-door charm, assuming you live next door to a torture chamber. Eventually she is bound and forced to drill her superior’s snatch with a face-mounted dildo, her nose brushing perilously against Preston’s sphincters with each thrust. The quality nose-dives from there. Hard-faced, thick-middled brunette Rose Rhapsody and blond domme Mona Wales talk way too much about their feelings and desires; it’s like watching a Tupperware party, where whips and strap-ons are being flogged instead of burp-close containers. Their sub-par acting doesn’t help much either. The final insult? Watching pigtailed, whale-bellied abuse target Alex Chance’s waves of flab ripple like the floor of a bounce house at full capacity.