Cast: Lane
Genres: POWER EXCHANGE, Bondage, Fetish
She is sitting in a chair, feet not touching the ground and fully clothed when we discover her. Her hair is a fiery, unfathomable auburn. It is heavy not to notice how the color takes u aback. She looks nervous, and is. She manages a weak smile from time to time as we see her like a bunch of voyeurs. Her name is asked, "Lane". Age? "20". She's said to receive up and take her shirt off. She looks directly into the camera with a fresh kind of passion as her arms are brought into an elbow restraint. Once her arms and wrists are secured she's said receive her panties and shoes off. She doesn't think this babe can do it but we know more good. She has to think, to improvise, figure it out. When that babe takes likewise lengthy the flog is brought to bear on her backside, her bare chest. She sucks it in and tries harder as the welts already start to show on her fair skin. When this babe is lastly nude that babe is said to sit back in the chair. Her wrists are fastened to the dom of the chair causing her tied arms to shove her forward, her chest, her whoppers likewise poked forward and out. Her ankles and hips are tied to the legs of the chair. Her slit fully undressed. Her arms are then wrapped with saran wrap. A raw leather collar is tightly brought about her neck and secured. Really taut. Her face changes to red and becomes fuller. Her voice sounds different. She is our tool now. Something to just look animalism for a pont of time, her exposure and the way that babe handles it. Her lash marks from earlier are clearly visible now. A clothespeg is placed on her love button. Her arms are wrapped anew with darksome vet wrap constricting em even further. She is asked when the final time this babe masturbated was, "Last night". The flog begins in on her chest, focusing it's attention right on her marangos and then teats. It distracts her. She can't appear to be to finish her sentence. She tries rough to carry on a conversation with me, flog marks starting to show in numbers now on her chest. She keeps trying and I keep flogging. She is squirming now, that babe tries to receive away from every blow but there's nowhere to go. Her face aperture showing each nuance of dismay and desperation --to receive the fuck away from that flog. Her whole torso is lit up. From her slit to the submissive of her neck that babe has fiery red lesions. Welt marks run across her wobblers and over her chest in a single lines, raised and angry looking. While the sting is still new on her body her torso is likewise wrapped with vet wrap, constricting it tightly, flattening her bazookas. A couple of hemostats is brought out and attached to the hair in one armpit. Then I discover out exactly where that babe is majority ticklish. It looks like it is the foot and it sends her into a fit. She isn't even thinking about that flagellation anymore. But that babe will. After that babe collects herself, after the final vestige of a smile has left her face the rod comes out. It strikes her on the haunch 1st. She just now sucks in a unfathomable breath. She controls it. It's like she's in a Lamaze class. Then the tickling begins right back up anew. On that foot. She goes from barely being able to contain the flood of ache to bursting out in bizarre laughter. Then BAM! That rod strikes her anew right on the dominant of the haunch. Her brain just now switches gears. Now it is unbearable, sharp soreness. The kind that makes u engulf in unfathomable like u fell into a cold stream. She even begins to break down a adult baby, smth greater amount just beneath the surface that that babe let out a pair of times previous to that babe could reel it in. And then the tickling begins in anew. It not quite just now changes her face, her countenance. She can't subjugate it, this contrast, this juxtaposition of joy and torment, happiness and sadness. And so this babe is subjected to this roller coaster ride over and over. Until lastly, her head is wrapped. Wrapped where the merely thing undressed is her face aperture and nose. And then her armpit hairs are pulled from her body using the hemostats. Large bunches of em are pulled animal play one time, this babe cries out, but in advance of that babe can even finish her burst of noise the rod falls raw onto her other haunch. It’s a dual torment this babe wasn’t willing for nor could watch coming. Then, 1st the flagellate followed by the cat, her torso takes a thrashing. When the Celebrator hits her love button that babe not quite has a convulsion. Her entire body changes, dips and soaks in that overwhelming feeling of complete immersion. It is followed by the Hitachi which appears to be a 24/7 body experience for her. It’s like that babe doesn’t even have discipline of herself anymore. The chair, just under her vagina gap is wet in white fluid that seeped from her cookie. I collect it on a stick and have her engulf it like a sweetmeat. In the end, that babe entreats for an agonorgasmos as though that babe were begging for her life.Naked, on her knees and locked into a raw wooden stock when we discover her next. Her large toes have been fastened jointly and then bound up to her stockade. Pencils are then taped betwixt her fingers, tightly. She doesn’t think this babe can take it but we know more excellent. She groans out in pang. The pencils providing a constant source of it. And, heaven forbid, this babe touch or bump em into everything. She grimaces as we see her deal with it. Then come the teat clamps, smth to assist take her mind off the handy pencils. When they go on that babe screams out in ache. Weights are added to em. She is said to spin around for us, so we can watch her wazoo. Doing so causes her clamps to swing like rough pendulums, back and forth. What can this babe do? She is in for a lengthy session of flagellation. It begins animal training her feet and works it is way up her wazoo and backside. There is nowhere for her to go. She takes it. She deals with it by breathing heavy, engulfing in air and letting it out sluggishly. But this babe cries as well. By the time it is over her whole backside, from the shoulders down to the servant of her feet are marked with diminutive adult baby red lines that welt up. And then it is time for her beating. She starts to shake. When it is over Big Black comes out and copulates her. He pumps her unfathomable and this babe responds to it. The way that babe breaths, the way this babe groans –one would nearly think a enormous weight had been lifted off her shoulders. The release it gives her, the fun this babe has from it is undeniable. And her snatch clearly shows signs of pleasure. A serious amount of pasty cum leaks from her fuck aperture. Her face hole is just an open circle, her eyes slammed shut –she is in ecstasy. She not quite starts to cry from how admirable it feels to her. Rapture has descended upon her place. When Big Black has finished pounding her this babe is made to take up with the tongue him clean. Now this babe is whipped for enjoying it so much.Naked and hanging from the ceiling like a piece of meat –that’s where we discover her next. She is doubled over and fastened that way. Her wrists are bound to her ankles. She’s fastened up into a constricted adult baby package. Her arse high and her head low. Her pussy is fully undressed –almost on display. I wind her up and then spin her rough. She actually couldn’t be greater quantity nude and vulnerable. When the lash comes out this time it focuses it is attention on her cum-hole and a-hole. When it is over the White Boy comes out and takes over. She keeps telling me how badly this babe needs to pee. So one time the White Boy is in her, fucking her, I give her affirmation to pee. But this babe can’t. And this babe needs to go badly. When I abruptly pull the White Boy from her cum-hole this babe spews out about a cup full of urine. A wooden paint stick is brought out and this babe is beaten on the back of her haunches, slave of her feet and butt. The angry marks and bruising it leaves are nearly immediate. Then the White Boy is stuffed in her afresh and copulates her raw. When it receives pulled out this babe another time makes water herself. She is screaming, begging for release. She thongs out how badly this babe needs to pee. Desperate. She doesn’t think this babe can take much greater quantity, the pressure likewise much. But I have a different idea for her…
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