Release Year: 2022
Studio: InfernalRestraints

The farmer leads in the final of his stock and checks his herd for the night. All four are locked into metal containment. Crickets chirp. Girls groan. Oh the country life. By morning, a fog has settled. Muffled cries can be heard. Then a strange sight emerges. A wooden cross is the central element. A four-by-four juts out from the leg of the cross. The edge of the four-by-four is turned upward and Angelica sits on it, her legs widen so that it cuts into her crotch. She is locked into metal stocks. Her ankles are manacled and handcuffed upward to either end of the stocks. From there, on one as well as the other sides, the chain is fed upward throughout pulleys then downward, attaching to the breast restraint bondage of 2 gals, 411 and Piglet. Their arms are tied behind their backs. They have wooden bits fastened into their throats. Both of em are standing on tiptoes, the 3 gals counterbalancing one one more. Now the farmer leads his cows up to pasture. They chase in a line, manacled neck to neck. A wooden beam is fastened to Angelica so that it swings back and forth betwixt her legs, rubbing her slit. Moonshine and 411 one as well as the other have four-by-fours fastened to their arms, holding em str8 outward. Piglet’s arms are fastened behind her back. Piglet hangs in a very tiny cage, folded up tightly on her knees. She is led to the prostate milking station and handcuffed in place. The prostate play tubes engulf onto her teats. The pump, whoosh, pump, whoosh of the milker beats time as her teats are milked. Mr. Pogo copulates her throat. Then Pogo plunges into her snatch amid her cries, a mixture of fun and distress. A milky froth collects around the opening to her cookie. The sex-toy is used on her. A catheter is removed from her tit and sucked onto her clitoris. The inward sleeve opens and closes over her distended cookie. The marks from the rim of the catheter form a superior ring above her nipp. She no longer has wobblers. Piglet has nipps. When that babe comes, that babe squeals. Piglet is bent over the platform, her torso manacled to the apparatus. A bar is lowered over the miniature of her back and locked down. Her neck is handcuffed down and her arms fastened behind her back. Her feet are widen and chained to either side. A spider gag goes in her face hole. He brings in the milker, a stainless iron canister with a pump and tubes that attach to nipps, in this case, mangos. Piglet’s melons droop downward, He wets the areolas and lifts the tubes into place. They engulf on. Her teats are drawn down into the tubes. The milker sets up a rhythm, pump, whoosh, pump, whoosh. The interior sleeves of the tubes collapse and re-inflate as this babe is milked. A hook permeates her dark hole. She is vibrated to agonorgasmos. Afterward, a prostate play catheter is taken from a tit and suctioned onto her fur pie. Her love button is pulled into the face hole of the catheter . Piglet crawls back to the barnyard. Angelica’s head is all that we watch of her, locked into place animalism ground level. Piglet is ordered to piddle on Angelica’s head. 411 is milked next. The tubes engulf onto tit after tit. When the catheter is applied to fur pie, the suction slurps animal training it, engulfing the clitoris unfathomable into the face hole of the catheter. Moonshine pees during her prostate milking, her nipps plumped out by the milker. Asen Angelica is milked, 411 is brought in, her arms tied back in a leather sleeve. She wears a darksome hood and a shiny darksome ribbed sextoy. Angelica is screwed in time with the rhythm of the milker. Fuck, engulf, fuck, engulf. Outside, the dairy farmer takes a break, pissing into a funnel. It drains onto Moonshine, locked into her metal box. Angelica is brought to the funnel and said to make water likewise. Urine trickle onto Moonshine, running down the rocks of the wall. All four beauties are tied tightly in different poses on the floor of the barn. Wooden bits have been fastened into each throat. Angelica, fastened tightly into a ball, cries from the torment of the tying. Piglet rests on her bulbous milk sacks, flattening em. The cuties groan and sigh and writhe, their cries echoing throughout the barn. Strings of drool ooze. Moonshine’s labial jewelry gleams betwixt the backs of her haunches. Urine erupts, running down her leg. They try to assist one one more acquire out, but it solely appears to cause greater quantity torture. The final discharged is of 3 gals that have been squished into one metal box, a squirming mass of beauty meat. The doors are closed and locked. They’re bedded down for the night.

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