Release Year: 2022

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 handcuffed 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 angels, 411 and Piglet. Their arms are fastened behind their backs. They have wooden bits fastened into their throats. Both of em are standing on tiptoes, the 3 beauties counterbalancing one one more. Now the farmer leads his cows up to pasture. They pursue in a line, handcuffed neck to neck. A wooden beam is bound to Angelica so that it swings back and forth betwixt her legs, rubbing her cunt. Moonshine and 411 the one and 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 miniature cage, folded up tightly on her knees. She is led to the prostate play station and shackled 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 bonks her throat. Then Pogo plunges into her snatch amid her cries, a mixture of enjoyment and distress. A milky froth collects around the opening to her fur pie. The fake penis is used on her. A catheter is removed from her tit and sucked onto her love button. The internal sleeve opens and closes over her distended cunt. The marks from the rim of the catheter form a superior ring above her nipp. She no longer has mounds. Piglet has nipps. When this babe comes, that babe squeals. Piglet is bent over the platform, her torso handcuffed to the apparatus. A bar is lowered over the miniature of her back and locked down. Her neck is shackled down and her arms fastened behind her back. Her feet are widen and manacled to either side. A spider gag goes in her face hole. He brings in the milker, a stainless metallic canister with a pump and tubes that attach to nipps, in this case, bazookas. Piglet’s bazookas droop downward, He wets the areolas and lifts the tubes into place. They engulf on. Her nipps 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 that babe is milked. A hook permeates her dark hole. She is vibrated to agonorgasmos. Afterward, a prostate milking catheter is taken from a tit and suctioned onto her wet crack. Her love button is pulled into the throat of the catheter . Piglet crawls back to the barnyard. Angelica’s head is all that we watch of her, locked into place animal training ground level. Piglet is ordered to urinate on Angelica’s head. 411 is milked next. The tubes engulf onto tit after tit. When the catheter is applied to wet crack, the suction slurps animal training it, engulfing the love button unfathomable into the face hole of the catheter. Moonshine pees during her prostate play, her nipples plumped out by the milker. Asen Angelica is milked, 411 is brought in, her arms tied back in a leather sleeve. She wears a dark hood and a shiny darksome ribbed sex toy. 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 void urine too. Urine oozes onto Moonshine, running down the rocks of the wall. All four gals are fastened tightly in different poses on the floor of the barn. Wooden bits have been bound into each throat. Angelica, tied tightly into a ball, cries from the ache of the restraint bondage. Piglet rests on her bulbous whoppers, flattening em. The gals groan and sigh and writhe, their cries echoing throughout the barn. Strings of drool leak. Moonshine’s labial jewelry gleams betwixt the backs of her haunches. Urine erupts, running down her leg. They try to aid one one more receive out, but it solely appears to cause greater amount torment. The final discharged is of 3 gals that have been squished into one metal box, a squirming mass of gal meat. The doors are closed and locked. They’re bedded down for the night.

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