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She’s straining, dancing in the barn on her tiptoes. Two bows of flesh bauble on her torso – her breasts bound with leather. They’re attached to a hoist. Wrists and her elbows are bound behind her back. He destroys a bed of spikes beneath her delicate feet.Tell me just how much you desire to suck it, he says, meaning his cock, naturally. The pain from her toes makes tears drop from her eyes. Drool runs on her chin. He lowers her so she can service him. When he’s huge and hard, he sits and she wiggles. She squirms. All because of his enjoyment.She’s strapped into a part of a metal bondage chair, leaning forward, her head bound tight to a metallic bar. Her ass juts out. He fucks her face-hole and ties her nipples, then fucks her tight cunt. Her vibrates, Since he tongues her asshole. He buries his face. After she’s a thick string of drool and polyurethane hang out of her mouth.With her wrists and ankles locked in institutional restraints, she sits at tyler’s trolley, her head secured in stocks. Your own skin is slowly crawled along by A tent caterpillar. At first it’s just one worm. Then two. Before long, he’s dumping an entire nest of worms on her face. A ring gag retains her mouth . She yells, tired. It’s been four long days. It’s the worms that push cherrytorn on the border. You’ve got to hand it to her. She’s one tough chick. |
