Release Year: 2022
Studio: InfernalRestraints
Dressed in a conservative knee length petticoat, matching dom, and sensible high heels I awaited my fate, gagged and cuffed, whilst talking myself into the appropriate mood needed. Only animal play times was I aware of the movement around me instead I was attempting to domineer the drool that was forming around the tightly cinched rope wetting the mattress and smearing my freshly made up face. I was preparing mentally for the physical strength that was going to be demanded of me. The count down. I was overwhelmed by uncertainty and nervousness. When the clock struck 10 I melted animal play PD's initial touch. The 1st sensation of his hand was soft and gentle then in the matter of seconds I was breath control and breath control! Struggling with the circumcised off air I managed to look directly into the lens of the camera reminding myself that people the world over were about to witness rough force swap and I was the object of soreness! Cold scissor blades scarring off my carefully chosen outfit left me feeling powerless and lust to be . The one leg semi suspension opened my cunt for the world to watch. I could not shy away by attempting to shut my legs since the tying was so strict. A weakness of mine is dealing with any type of ache inflicted on or even near my vulva but I endured the flagellation, surprising myself, but not out of whimpering, of course. I have a dream of being objectified and when PD told "Let's receive some detail on this cunt" I knew I was right where I yearned to be. The bishop contraption was terrifying. impaled by an electrical monster it was all up to my balance or else a horrible shock would jolt throughout my body. It was much also intensive for me... I became so parched from the loud screams I uncontrollably given away I ended up begging PD for water which this guy just spit it in my face. How humiliating I could not take the suspense when that guy decided to subjugate the shocks. He was taking me over the edge. The foot torment device I was locked into was awesome. PD bound every toe individually... which is yet one more one of my kinks. I have not ever experienced flames on my soles in advance of and that scared me quite a bit. If I have not at any time tried smth I am hesitant to do it- solely coz I do not know what to wait. The thrashing on my underarms was one more sensation I have not ever felt. It was very painful but I still proudly wear the marks. I had totally no enforcement. I could not move my feet animal training all. I was totally vulnerable. I was on an emotional rollercoaster. One pont of time screaming as loud as my vocal cords allowed. The next weeping softly to myself. Then smiling from my heart. I left that night with actual rod marks on my soles which I at no time thought was possible considering how tough the skin is. Tied to the chair. Gasping for my right to breathe. Feeling desperation as this guy controlled the catheter of ravishing oxygen. Having a line crossed by the gauze being pushed up my nostrils. Every one of those elements helped in my reaching agonorgasmos... 3 in a row no less. I left that night flying high as a kite. Unable to sleep, tossing and turning during the time that dreaming of sole whipping, Mr. Pogo, bound toes, and breath enforcement. Wet fantasy after moist fantasy. PD gave me an incredible gift. One that I will not ever forget.
Format: mp4
Duration: 38:31
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 4798kbps
Audio: 97kbps
File size: 1.3 GB
