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Added: May 13, 2020 |
Category: Submission
Ive shoot since I left the previous one. My experience was deliciously hot that the wait to return was torturous. Together with my wrists and neck at a fiddle and my legs chained and shackled back of my throat, pulling on my neck head it begins. I am lying on my belly, hip straps and elbows digging into the wood and I can’t appear to find comfy. I attempt rolling on my side, making my elbows feel momentarily better, but I’m still straining to discover that unattainable tolerable place. Cyd begins the meeting with me like this and I sense my enthusiasm start to rise as we talk about the options of this day. I’ll get to perform some scene in my set, a gloomy old bathroom that is public. I’m overjoyed at the proposal of a enema. That type of humiliation gets me wet just considering it.It is dark and cramped. I have to be in some type of box. My head is crushed against a wall in front of me along with my feet scrape the wall . Leather straps that keep my own body curled into a little ball restrain me. Two dildos is that the wall directly behind me. One is pushed deep inside my pussy and the other is full of my bum. The box starts to move, bumping along as if it is currently rolling over uneven ground and jolting. It sounds like there are things from the box under my mind, which are rattling round as we proceed, . Noises that are small are made by me and try to shout out through the gag in my stomach. Suddenly there’s a blinding light. The doorways to my small box have been flung open and that he appears and begins to pet my head. He produces a pulley and attaches it. I frown, puzzled. What could he be planning? I don’t have to wait long to find out, as he hooks the pulley to a few of those leather straps and I am quickly suspended from the ground, dangling on a fishing line like a slice of meat. Exposed entirely and in his mercy. Eventually he lowers me onto a cart, unhooks me, and I away.To fulfill my fantasy in the filthy toilet, I’m bound and gagged on the cold floor. It is pitch black, save for one light blinding of seeing my surroundings, any expectation I may have. He waves around it in my head and then smokes a cigar. The excitement of not knowing what will happen next is turning me on to unbelievable extents. A thing is shoved in my ass. It becomes hot, afterward cools. It is thrilling and terrifying all at once, and my enthusiasm grows. I want more. But I am quickly left on the floor. |