Release Year: 2013

Studio: Insex Archives

Genres: restraint bondage power exchange punishment coarse pd enema 912 insexarchives

I receive restless sometimes—wouldn’t u? Knowing she’s out there. Cold, alone, scared…I can not quite hear the muffled whines, pathetic as this babe struggles, new hay irritating soft pink cutie flesh.

And I think what I would do: tear off these short shorts, bind her with plastic digging into pale, gleaming skin, molding these corpulent fleshy wobblers. Tickle her so this babe wriggles, jiggles, and squirms.

Should I move her to the shed bound, gagged? Stored for safekeeping, she’d strangle as that babe sits.

Or do I take her for a adult baby walk, towed behind the truck? So cute how this babe sweats and panties and moans. Trotting to keep up, in natures garb feet tortured by the rocky path, fastened love melons pulled tight, leading the way. I’d use her as a toilet—humiliate the charming doxy.

I contemplate the mountain, the trees far away. No one can hear her screech when the switch-hitter meets her delicate skin. She can just hang by these giant pointer sisters of hers. Hole filled, torment, powerless, undressed.

Fettered in the barn. I’d silence the noisy thing—stuff cloth unfathomable down the mouth and thrash these large bouncing love bubbles. Spread her wide, stretched, vulnerable. Would her bawdy cleft throb and leak? Maybe fill it up, slip smth right in. Then stimulate that swollen clitoris. She can’t resist, pitiful adult baby floozy. I won’t let her come—it’s greater amount joy that way.

I could lock her in the silo, metal hugging her bra buddies, compressing em into 2 taut, purple orbs. Her groans would echo as this babe hobbled on one leg. So tenacious, my enjoyable captive, wallowing in the dust, writhing, like that babe thinks this babe can escape.

Serenaded by spring’s showers, I envision her: shackled, cuffed, miserable. Soaked to the bone she’s pelted by sheets of rain, wailing animalism the bellowing thunder as the lightening closes in.

The image is nearly sufficiently. Enough to draw me out of couch. To send me to her. To make it real. But no, make her await. There’s always the next day and the next day and the next…

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