Cast: Tyler Scot, 411
Genres: POWER EXCHANGE, Torture

The sky is pitch darksome when I discharge up in ottoman. My body is overspread in sweat but I am shivering and cold. The nightmare was so vivid, not quite 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 once more. I watch a abode in a petite city I don't recognize. A chap in darksome grinning evilly as that guy throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underclothing 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 assist her. I can't even aid myself. I watch myself alone, strapped down to a card table, trembling in dismay. He stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do now, what the next ache 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 mangos. Softly animal training 1st, then harder, so that red dotted rings appear around my teats. Then this guy drags it lazily down across my abdomen and crams it firmly into my love button. I groan and screech in ecstasy. 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 guy with that same grin.

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