Studio: Insex
Cast: 828, 130, Erika, 49
Genres: DOMINANCE AND SUBMISSION, Extreme Bondage, Domination, Fetish, Torture, Humiliation, Spanking, Rubber
Video language: English

Trailings is a compilation of slices, brief views as though throughout a window. The focus is tying. The medium is flesh.

The 1st is tied in a hog tie, still dressed in jeans, sneakers and taut dom. The ankles keep tension on a rope that is wound about her neck. She struggles, growing pale as time passes. A pulley is lowered. The rope that attaches her ankles to her neck is raised, creating a curved bend to her body and a faint blue about her eyes and face hole.

She is put up on her knees. The ropes pull her neck backward, jutting out her chest. Her dom is lifted and brassiere pulled down. Her teats are yanked and tweaked. Her jeans, unzipped, poke down to her knees. Blue satin underclothes. He slaps her face. She coughs repeatedly, pale and white.

She is bare and bent over, wobbling in heels, wrists fastened to knees. A rope about her waist and hooked to the pulley keeps her on her feet. Her neck and hair are fastened to the pulley, her pale mouth bared. A crotch rope pulled constricted lifts her booty. He milks her love bubbles and caresses her vagina, bunched into a fleshy mass. The spanking begins. Her thin, youthful body squirms. Reddened piece of gazoo.

Lying on her back, her arms folded above her head backward and bound to a rope animal training her upper back. Ankles fastened to upper hips. She writhes about. Her white skin, milky haunches.

A four-by-four post. She is bare. Her wrists bound high above her head, a box below every foot. These are taken away so that this babe hangs by her wrists. But that babe is rock hard, a beautifully muscled body. She wraps her haunches about the post, worming upward. He beats her wazoo with a rod. Each nipp is fastened off and stretched toward the floor. A plug is drilled into her throat. A rope fixes her neck to the post. Folding her legs back and upward, they are tied to the post. No struggle anymore, just hanging.

She is in jeans and a dominant, one calf bound to her haunch. Her arms tied behind her back, her face hole stuffed and taped. She writhes, her bazookas bizarre in size and roundness, poked outward as though proffered. She is made to stand on her unbound foot and hooked to the pulley. She hops about. Her mounds are lifted out, these flour-white shapes. They make u wish to chew, to gnaw.

She is stripped and standing, her ankles and toes fastened tightly. The rope about her waist makes her shapely, the crotch rope taut and scarring. Her arms are tied out of the way. What else could be done with these whoppers but to squeeze em betwixt thick pieces of dowel. This merely makes em more good, rounder. One thinks of em served for dinner, the centerpiece of a platter. She is hoisted onto her tiptoes. She grows concerned and upset. Her mounds, strangely, appear to grow bigger, like they solely desire to please, to leap into your throat.

Metal stocks hold her hips wide. Her wrists are locked into the far ends of the stocks. Her neck is manacled and locked on. She is in garter strap, nylons, and heels. Yet her body appears to be greater quantity mechanism than female. The thin, rippled slivers of her vagina set off the shine of her piercing. A u-bolt is locked into her face hole. The cattle prod encourages her to worm about this way and that until resting her wet crack on the toe of his boot.

She is pulled onto her back, widen and obtainable, a thick, velvety muff. A big probe is inserted and opened. Her cum-hole becomes a widened face hole with metal lips. Small clothespins bite into creamy flesh, her internal haunches and vagina. He smacks the bottoms of her feet with a rod. She looks to have a pipe gap to the slit. The clothespins are removed sluggishly, cruelly as this chab fingers her love button.

She is on her knees, her lower legs thonged to four-by-fours. Arms are behind in strappado. A enormous collar is tightened about her neck. A sex toy goes in, belted in place, providing a domineer for ease of use. Her mounds are flogged. She cries and screams. Clamps pinch her teats. Weights added one by one create a intense sag. She sinks downward.

Format: real
Duration: 47:37
Video: 320x240, RV30
Audio: 43kbps

File size: 77.5 MB