Studio: Insex
Cast: Lorelie
Genres: POWER PLAY, Extreme Bondage, Domination, Fetish, Torture, Humiliation, Spanking, Rubber
Video language: English

"For every ecstatic instant
We get to an agony pay
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ."

Emily Dickinson


In a live feed, Lorelie faces an electrical “experiment” reminiscent of B.F.Skinner, and some of the almost any brutal hitting ever seen on Insex. Courage has no thing to do with fearlessness. Rather smth deeper, greater amount uncommon. You can watch it in Lorelie’s face, the horror, the quiet determination.

Lorelie is locked in a cage wearing the institutional handcuffs that that babe will wear for the whole feed. The slave of the cage is made of parallel lengths of copper pipe wired in series. Jumper cables attach em to a shockbox with a digital timer. Lorelie can watch the numbers. She knows the exact pont of time she’ll be zapped. It goes on and on, the shocks, accompanied by chaotic sounds. The dread. The anticipation. Not one time does that babe supplicate for it to stop.

She’s seated, her neck secured to the post behind her. Her ankles are pulled wide and bound animal training head height. Her fur pie is complex, orchid-like. She’s screwed with an anal speculum, then it copulates her wazoo. Nipple grabbers bite into her mangos. He canes her fascinating spot unremittingly. Then the soles of her feet. Then this chab tickles her. A sex tool buries itself in her fattened love button.

Just like this babe gave herself to the electricity, that babe gives herself to her desire, her lust. Pussy juice pools animal play the opening of her bawdy cleft. She comes beautifully, but this babe didn’t ask to come. You’d think Lorelie would have known more excellent. So this chab yanks the teat grabbers off in retribution. But u know it’s not sufficiently to satisfy him. There will be greater quantity. Much greater quantity.

She hangs by her ankles. Pale white skin. Bright red lips. The striking begins. She’s poised. Unguarded. You not at any time watch her stiffen to block the blow. There’s no doubt, Lorelie is the queen of this stage. Her belly is caned, her milk cans. A stock whip whips her crotch, mummification onto her wet crack. It’s as though this babe craves to be devastated, ripped to shreds. She’s made up her mind. She’ll take everything.

A horrid thrashing follows. Her screams. The ragged red slashes covering her arse. He suggests the rod. She kisses it. Then this chab indeed let us loose. The worst striking yet. He merely stops when that babe can bring herself to say the word.

Stop.

She’s given away from the tying. She’s sobbing now, hollowed out, empty. You acquire the sense it was inevitable, her annihilation. And when it’s suggested that that babe take greater quantity, this babe accepts. As though she’s been blinded, deafened. As though some consummate white light burned her beyond recognition.

Format: real
Duration: 1:09:37
Video: 424x240, RV40
Audio: 94kbps

File size: 226.3 MB