Release Year: 2020
Studio: InfernalRestraints
Cast: Phat Gal
Genres: PAIN PLAY,Soreness,Extraordinary Tying,Rope Tying
Movie language: English

leep is fitful and solely possible after the exhaustion of constant shifting around and adjusting the stones that are my ottoman. It feels like my body has been overspread in blows - the rocks are bruising me. It is getting colder. The sun is lower; It beams throughout a window and illuminates the details of what hovers above me. I am one of these rope harness tied carcasses. As it darkens, the chirps and squishes start -- shadowy flutters of darting fantoms swirl above me. They appear to be to be attracted by my presence -- often diving animal play me and bombing me with their droppings.

The smell grows fouler by the day; my throne-room is my sofa. In the starting this guy would come and stand over me; staring, pissing, playing with himself. This day, when this guy brought me the slop, this chab was wearing a gas cover.

The everyday domestic services of the grounds are much greater amount interesting as I allow my mind to wander to that creature entombed in my barn. It is less distracting of late coz of the stink, and I now have to face the task of cleaning it. I have prepared a platform based on the designs I have seen animal play the county fair; A grooming table that holds her wrist and ankles so this babe is on all fours.

For days I have been content with just knowing that it was stored there. To compensate and motivate the chore of cleaning it, I desire to take it to some other level.
I am going to bifurcate her -- 2 for one. Animal training the head I will have her do makeup. The 10-pounder engulfing will have a classier feel. Animal training the tail, a machine will soften and swell her gash for my weenie.

Smth is up; he’s standing over me holding the dark head bag and that terrible pole that locks around my neck. This chab orders me to role over onto my belly -- I know this discipline, so I put my hands behind my back just now. (Reaching throughout the grate this chab locks the shackles jointly This guy slips the bag on my head, yanks the chain constricted and locks it.

I hear the muffled sound of the grate scraping on the concrete. This chab yanks me out of the aperture by my neck. The concrete scraps my skin as I struggle to gain my footing. This is the worst -- that guy pushes me forward by that pole. It is a stifling fright -- I cannot watch where I am stepping. This chab appears to be to delight in letting me voyage or briskly walking me into obstacles.

I’m now on all fours locked animal training the wrist and ankles. It have to be a table or platform of some kind. That guy pulls the hood off my head -- the purpose of this position is suddenly clear. A bucket of soapy water and a pantyhose are lying on the floor. I am sure that guy will make what is to come as horrible as possible. I can’t assist but sigh with great relief as this vile stench is about to be washed from me.

Format: mp4
Duration: 50:55
Clip: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 4822kbps
Audio: 120kbps

File size: 1.8 GB