Violets January Show Live Feed - InSex


Release Year: 2013
Studio: Insex Archives
Genres: tying power play castigation heavy pd enema 912 insexarchives

I woke up sore and aching. My entire body was a conductor for suffering. I reflected on the events of final night.
It had started out as joy indeed. My school gal clothing put me in the mood for mischief, and I shuffled around, contorting my body and trying to receive out of PD's ropes. PD stood in the corner, laughing animal training my foolhardy attempts and I grew ever greater quantity determined to work my way out. Every success was countered by PD with an adjustment, a bigger knot, a rope around my neck pulled continuously higher. Still I kept trying animalism the ropes, poking and working animal play the knots, giggling all the way. PD lastly made me sit on my knees and pulled the rope tight. Now I had to struggle to deal with the pressure on my knees, which were quickly becoming sore. I hadn't realized how much energy I had expended in trying to acquire out of PD's ropes earlier, I was getting indeed tired truly fast. I tried to sit back on my feet to relieve my knees, this position put a lot of strain on my haunches, and tightened the rope on my neck further,but I held on.
Pd pulled my shoes and socks off and tickled em, shoved em and pinched em, laughter turned to screams.
Soon,that guy loosened the rope on my neck, solely to tie it to my foot! He pulled me up and I felt a terrible strain on my ankle, the pressure was unbearable. I had seen him do this plenty of times, and had not at any time experienced it myself. I was terrified. Soon my dismay deepened, I started to feel as if the belts of leather wrapped around my foot were slipping, and imagined myself plummeting to the ground head 1st. These were irrational fears, but I could not shake em, I screamed to be let down.

Then it got worse. I was instructed to lie on a clear sheet of vinyl that PD had prepared for a specific scene. He folded one more sheet over me, and began taping down the edges.
Then the suction began, and with a high pitched squeal, the vacuum suctioned the 2 pieces of vinyl jointly! After several begins and stops, I was lastly vacuum sealed and hung, like a bag of violet colored candy or a packaged doll.
I cannot start to express the utter anxiety I felt in this situation. There was pressure all around me, my nose was indeed pinched shut, and even though it was clear vinyl, I could not watch everything, my eyes had been squeezed shut also. I had to struggle to expand my diaphragm, and it was heavy to breathe. I feared not getting sufficiently air, and wondered what would happen if I fainted, would PD be able to tell? Would I still be able to hold the catheter in my face hole that supplied me with wonderful air or would the vacuum engulf that out likewise? I had ear plugs in and I couldn't hear everything PD was saying, I was alone with this terrible pressure all around me and despite knowing PD, and having worked with him for so lengthy I could not put aside this phobia, I could not reason animal training all. Blind anxiety and panic overwhelmed me, and thank god, PD started pulling me down.

I was so glad to be out of there, that I would willingly undergo any other torment, and I of course was poked to my limitations. My arms had been fastened behind me for quite some time already, and they would receive quite the treatment now.
PD mounted me on the box and put my into a severe wrist and ankle bondage. I had to struggle just to maintain it, and felt an incredible strain on my lower back, and in my arms. I alternated betwixt poking forward to relieve my back, and trying to keep the strain off my shoulders. My shoulders felt like they were being wrenched out of their sockets, and since my arms are double jointed, I truly had to fight to make sure that they didn't rotate in their sockets (which is usually not a large deal, but in this case, with this much pressure would have been terribly painful). Pd shoved me forward on the edge of the box, so that my bazookas hung off. I had some other terrifying pont of time here, my entire body trembling. I felt as if I were going to rock forward and fall off the box and I shoved back with all my might, extremely increasing the strain on my lower back.
To make matters worse, PD clamped my very sensitive teats and started adding weights one by one, to every nipp. The ache on my back and my sheer phobia were so intensive that I hardly reacted to the torment in my teats.
Finally after one clothespin had fallen underneath the weight it had beared, the other was removed, and I was let out.

Next we did an inverted suspension, which felt great... animal play 1st. My arms were free, and I felt like a playing in a jungle gym. I would not feel like this for lengthy.
PD brought out a bucket, and fastened it to my hair. Then this guy began filling up the bucket with water, putting quite the load on my very sensitive scalp. The worst however, was when that guy pulled out the Violet wand. I heard it crackling and charging and I knew what was coming, even previous to I felt the 1st jolt of electricity on my vulnerable, undressed body. He toyed with me, running it along lightly and then letting the harsher zaps receive to my nipps and genitals.
Soon this guy tired of those games, and led me to some other in what appeared to be like an endless stream of tortures.

PD is an engineer of ache, and had prepared an especially unmerciful device tonight.
Two elevated pieces of wood were parallel, with sufficiently space betwixt to accomodate for the rather big sex toy on the "Fuck Machine" as it is affectionately referred to.
The pieces of wood were slanted slightly, but not sufficiently for any real comfort, the intense unmoving edges hurt my hips and gazoo and my position felt precarious with my arms bound tightly behind my back. Although PD had fastened a supporting rope, it offered adult baby consolation, I needed to lean back and hold very still to feel animal training all secure. An awful rubber hood was put on my head as well, it was hard and the edges were heavy and dug into the soft skin of my face.
The machine was turned on and the marital-device started pumping. Although the angle had been adjusted for proper penetration, it wasn't lovely animalism all. All my aches and pains from my earlier trials were wearing on my body, and the discomforts of my position weren't helping.
Along comes PD with his magic wand and anything changes. My body is his instrument, and his tune changes from one of ache, to fun. As uncomfortable as anything was and after all that I'd gone throughout, I was surprised to discover how responsive I was. It wasn't lengthy in advance of I was begging for an big o, and I exploded for what appeared to be like forever.

My final trial of the evening was a harrowing one. I had at no time taken a hard hitting previous to, but I had acquiesced to taking this tonight, to shove my boundaries and expand em.
Sir Barry came to the helm and after a wonderful warmup this guy got to work. I tried to give in to the torture,to hold still and take the beating, to be brave and stalwart. It was rough, and I had no restraints, I just had to take it. I held on for as lengthy as I could, the ache coursing throughout with every rod jack off, tears rolling down my face.
Finally it was over and I felt like a once more. I could barely speak, and even though the ache was no longer there, I could not staunch my tears, or the shudders that racked my body.

Original FileName: 20010207 - Violet's January Show (Live Feed From January 27) (Violet)

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Violets January Show Live Feed - InSex

Violets January Show Live Feed - InSex


Violets January Show Live Feed - InSex

Violets January Show Live Feed - InSex



Violets January Show Live Feed - InSex


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Violets January Show Live Feed - InSex




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