Insex - IV and Raven

Release Year: 2001

Studio: Insex

Cast: IV, Raven

Genres: DOMINANCE AND SUBMISSION, Sexual Disgrace, Rope Bondage, Rough DOMINANCE AND SUBMISSION sex, humilation, spanking, electrostimulation, torment

Video language: English

There is obedience, and there is bottoming. To sub is to accept enormous constricted thongs, manacles, ropes eating her alive, painful poses, numbing of hands and feet, of limbs and mind. She gives over her garments, her skin, arms, legs, and neck, her youthful zeppelins to be bitten, pinched, yanked, slapped. She surrenders her scentedpussy, her gleaming cum-hole to be drilled, thumbs hooked in her rippled flower of booty. Trying not tomake a sound (and failing), that babe accepts beatings with straps, whippings, floggings until this babe is intense. As a sub, this babe is bent animalism the waist, her body laid along a beam, her teat rings fastened to the floor, her teats stretched like they’re made of rubber. Her wrists, hungry for the ropes, are tied behind her back and ratcheted upward, straining her joints. Pain beats in her body from lips to a-hole. Her legs are f0rced wide, and a str8 razor, sharper than any knife, is drawn along her sphincter, that taut fleshly kiss of defiled flesh. And further, the razor tasting her warm soaked opening, the darksome portal of damp heat bringing to mind the scrabbling of bodies, arms, legs sweat, ball cream. That craven receptacle waiting the dangerous take up with the tongue of the blade, a treacherous tongue, tasting her. Wanting greater quantity. Farther still, to where her flesh titties and folds, rose-like, smelling of void urine and sex, where fun is akin to rows of teeth gnawing animalism wish, animalism crave, animal play her appetite gone . There. That’s where the razor leaves red trailings, the sullied trickling of *. Yes. That is bottoming. That is the place of starting. The slave hears whisperings, hushed voices behind intense doors, rattling chains, groans. Submission, the buried room, black water, the flowing of cells throughout veins, abbreviated silence. The quaking of flushed round meatballs groped and mashed by coarse fingers and thumbs, unknown tormenters given free reign over her body and holes, asphyxia her with 10-pounder and jizz. Terror, blind wish betwixt the haunches, pelting rage and whips, fists, the * staccato of the soul. How much will a unrepining give? All? And what, in the pont of time that this babe is clutched by the ribs and cracked open animalism the chest, is her award? First, this babe is disciplined for the entertainment of others. Her teats get to be suctioned and hung with bells to remind her with every step, how that babe is no thing, ridiculous, inconsequential. She learns to walk in impossible shoes. Her head is harnessed and manacled to a sliding track, f0rcing her to stay on her toes. She’s kept moving with a rod animalism the butt, like she’s a goat, a cow, made to walk with a knotted rope sliding betwixt her moist haunches, every step rubbing her fur pie intense. She is a piece of handiwork. Art. The sub is not a "me". Not "I". Her skin is flayed along lines of incision. She is dismembered, circumcised apart piece by piece, her organs eaten, her heart devoured. A slave entreats for greater quantity. For her rite of passage her * is siphoned into champagne glasses, the titration of her soul, black r@pture, bliss of defilement. She is painted with Beauty, Loyalty, and Destiny, and drenched in *. The pliant. A universe of no thing where that babe is no greater amount.

Format: real

Duration: 43:09

Video: 320x240, RV30

Audio: 43kbps

Insex - IV and Raven

Insex - IV and Raven

File size: 70.2 MB

Insex - IV and Raven

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