Beat the Bunny

At first glance, it's easy to mistake Bunny for a fragile waif when she's nothing but. She's not shy either. The pint sized painslut is no sooner in the door before she begs to be bound, beaten and used for the pleasure of others. Kneeling, legs folded and bound under her, she squirms as cane strokes fall, one after another on the soft, tender flesh of her inner thighs.