Genres: PAIN PLAY, Torture, Humiliation, Bondage, Spanking

Video language: English

Gravity plus mass plus iron equals a amoral punishment.

As everybody animal play Infernal Restraints prepares for the discharge, PD preps Erika, locking her in metal and leaving her to languish. Her neck is clamped inside a collar held away from the wall by a metal arm. Her wrists, pulled up in a stressful strappado behind her, keep her on her toes. It is her own weight that applies the pressure against her mouth. PD ignores her except to raise her up a small in number greater quantity inches, increasing the drag downward. It's no thing truly, a effortless matter of mathematics.

A couple of scissors snips animalism her tuft of cookie hair. PD shreds Erika's T-shirt. Snip, snip goes her brassiere. The tip of a signal whip rips animal training her tummy and chest, and animal play that adult baby tuft of cum-hole hair. Then she's turned so that this babe faces the wall. The quirt targets her gazoo and back. And as this babe fusses, trying to pull away from the tip of the flagellate, her back arches. Her body is pretty in profile as this babe strains against the metal and gravity.

Erika's wrists are manacled behind and fastened to a thick, scratchy rope that's dragged throughout her crotch (a naughty adult baby anguish and bound upward. Nipple clamps pull her love melons up likewise. Gravity takes it is toll, a sublime pont of time of truth, the pang of inhabiting a body.

A fresh device makes it is debut. Erika stands on a wooden crossbeam with her head and wrists locked in stocks. His fingers investigate her holes. Then a rod smacks her gazoo, haunches, and feet. Erika keeps up a continuous stream of cries, like some secretive beast that screams all night. A board slips betwixt her haunches. Then the beam under her feet is removed. Now her weight rests there upon her cookie. Gravity wins.

Hanging in a very petite cage, a dental gag holds Erika's face hole open. Drool runs from her lips to her snatch where white bawdy cleft juice wets her gap. The fucking machine stands animalism the willing. She's positioned and permeated, as though it is her muff that serves the machine. It pounds away inside of her. And Erika's cries create such a clamor.

He's done with her now. The machine is silent. The cage slips along a rail until it hangs over an expecting box. Erika's dropped inside, cage and all. The lid slams shut, latched, and a breathing pipe drilled in place. Erika's constant stream of noise goes on, greater quantity distant now. Far away. A world apart.

Format: real

Duration: 34:53

Video: 640x480, RV40

Audio: 94kbps

File size: 113.0 MB

Processed | Erika Kole