Release Year: 2022
Cast: Tyler, 411
Genres: POWER EXCHANGE, Bondage, Dildo, Vibrator, Outdoor, Cigarette Torture
Video language: English

The sky is pitch darksome when I discharge up in sofa. My body is overspread in sweat but I am shivering and cold. The nightmare was so vivid, nearly real. It comes back to me in flashes. Like in a storm, how the lightening discloses anything for a brief pont of time. And then all is black another time. I watch a abode in a diminutive city I don't recognize. A guy in darksome grinning evilly as this chab throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underclothes off. My ally tyler is in the bathtub groaning and convulsing with face hole taped and shirt over her head. There is no thing I can do to aid her. I can't even assist myself. I watch myself alone, strapped down to a card table, trembling in phobia. He stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do now, what the next torment will be. The heat of his cigarette warms me when that guy nears. My skin is hungry to feel it is burn. He touches it down to my bumpers. Softly animal play 1st, then harder, so that red dotted rings appear around my teats. Then that guy drags it not fast down across my belly and crams it firmly into my love button. I groan and screech in . I am staked out with arms and legs widen wide and back arched over a thick, round log. Eyes closed, body motionless and drenched with oil. Exhausted and unable to struggle, I am no thing but a lifeless, muddy mass of flesh, an ornament for his lawn. Then there's a cabin surrounded by woods and that same chap with that same grin. He disrobes us down and leads us into the wilderness like 2 on a single leather leash. Our legs are held open with branches and that guy looks back to smirk animalism our stupid waddling walk. The rough, splintery marital-device poked unfathomable into my cum-hole pokes and prods with every step, searching for a delicate spot. He tethers us to a tree and leaves us there, undressed, vulnerable, and restrained. Only able to communicate with hopeless eyes and muffled moans. Simultaneously, we strain to free ourselves. I remember trees. Two of em, facing every other. And we are fastened to em, to share our torment. Mouths stuffed with wooden gags, our cries mingle to create a single, anguished tune. I see tyler writhe beneath the ropes, rubbing her tender skin against the tough, scratchy bark. I watch the despair in her eyes. She is trapped. And so am I. He strikes her with a thin tree branch untill titties and hips are overspread with red lashes. I cringe animal training the sound of every jerk off and glance down animal training my own sensitive pointer sisters, made purple and bulbous by the leather around em. My time will come pretty soon sufficiently. The final thing I recall: this chab is grumbling and tossing me into a aperture. "Gotta bury the evidence," I think this guy told. He covers me in filth packed tightly up to my neck. He brings tyler out, buries her head, and secures her feet with wooden stakes. After placing a ring gag in my face hole, that guy unzips his panties and relieves himself, spraying pee all over one as well as the other of us. Then this chab walks away, abandoning us. I am left with that picture in my mind. A disembodied head and a decapitated body baptized with the piddle of our captor. Just the thought sends chills crawling down my spine. But I am safe animal play home. And there is no guy in dark. Because it was all just a fantasy. Right?

Format: mp4
Duration: 33:01
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 4827kbps
Audio: 120kbps

File size: 1.2 GB