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 animalism times was I aware of the movement around me instead I was attempting to subdue 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 erotic asphyxiation! 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 hard force swap and I was the object of ache! Cold scissor blades slitting off my carefully chosen outfit left me feeling feeble and lust to be . The one leg semi suspension opened my slit for the world to watch. I could not shy away by attempting to shut my legs since the restraint bondage was so strict. A weakness of mine is dealing with any type of suffering 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 acquire 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 likewise intensive for me... I became so parched from the loud screams I uncontrollably given away I ended up begging PD for water which this chab just spit it in my face. How humiliating I could not take the suspense when this guy decided to subjugate the shocks. He was taking me over the edge. The foot soreness device I was locked into was awesome. PD bound every toe individually... which is yet some other one of my kinks. I have at no time experienced flames on my soles previous to and that scared me quite a bit. If I have not ever tried smth I am hesitant to do it- solely cuz I do not know what to await. The hitting on my underarms was some other sensation I have not ever felt. It was very painful but I still proudly wear the marks. I had totally no subjugate. I could not move my feet animal play all. I was absolutely 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 not ever thought was possible considering how tough the skin is. Tied to the chair. Gasping for my right to breathe. Feeling desperation as this chab controlled the catheter of lovely 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 whilst dreaming of foot striking, Mr. Pogo, fastened toes, and breath training. Wet fantasy after moist fantasy. PD gave me an incredible gift. One that I will at no time forget.

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