Studio: Insex
"For every ecstatic instantWe have to an torment payIn keen and quivering ratioTo the ."Emily DickinsonIn a live feed, Lorelie faces an electrical "experiment" reminiscent of B.F.Skinner, and some of the majority brutal striking ever seen on Insex. Courage has no thing to do with fearlessness. Rather smth deeper, greater amount uncommon. You can watch it in Lorelies face, the horror, the quiet determination.Lorelie is locked in a cage wearing the institutional bracelets that that babe will wear for the whole feed. The slave of the cage is made of parallel lengths of copper pipe wired in series. Jumper cables attach em to a shockbox with a digital timer. Lorelie can watch the numbers. She knows the exact pont of time shell be zapped. It goes on and on, the shocks, accompanied by chaotic sounds. The dread. The anticipation. Not one time does this babe entreat for it to stop.Shes seated, her neck secured to the post behind her. Her ankles are pulled wide and fastened animal play head height. Her love tunnel is complex, orchid-like. Shes drilled with an anal speculum, then it copulates her butt. Nipple grabbers bite into her whoppers. He canes her enjoyable spot unremittingly. Then the soles of her feet. Then this guy tickles her. A marital-device buries itself in her fattened clit.Just like this babe gave herself to the electricity, that babe gives herself to her wish, her longing. Pussy juice pools animalism the opening of her fur pie. She comes beautifully, but this babe did not ask to come. Youd think Lorelie would have known more good. So that guy yanks the teat grabbers off in retribution. But u know it is not sufficiently to satisfy him. There will be greater amount. Much more.She hangs by her ankles. Pale white skin. Bright red lips. The hitting begins. Shes poised. Unguarded. You not ever watch her stiffen to block the blow. Theres no doubt, Lorelie is the queen of this stage. Her belly is caned, her mambos. A stock whip whips her crotch, mummification onto her cum-hole. Its as though this babe craves to be devastated, ripped to shreds. Shes made up her mind. Shell take anything.A horrid thrashing follows. Her screams. The ragged red slashes covering her butt. He suggests the rod. She kisses it. Then this chab indeed let us loose. The worst hitting yet. He solely stops when that babe can bring herself to say the word.Stop.Shes given away from the tying. Shes sobbing now, hollowed out, empty. You receive the sense it was inevitable, her annihilation. And when it is suggested that this babe take greater amount, this babe accepts. As though she is been blinded, deafened. As though some flawless white light burned her beyond recognition.
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