Slim, flexible, and dark-eyed, something about Sahara haunts. She calls Insex a vicious website as though teasing, but you can tell - she means it. Yet as the ropes tighten, her body loosens. Her eyes drag you into the dark. You go with her, giving yourself up to the ropes, the want, and the abject beauty of her body bound.
It’s simple. You start with one length of rope. Step by step, she’s more yours, more lost. A table is wheeled in. Metal shackles for ankles are fixed to the side, but that’s for later, when she’s more lost, more yours. She’s tied into a tight ball on top of the table. PD appears and toys with her pussy, fingering her clit. She’s penetrated and vibrated. Just a little. Just a taste.
Naked. Elbows bound together in back. Arms in strappado. Hair bound backward to the hoist. Ankles tied, then toes. Now a rope tightens between her neck and her ankles. She grinds her ass into his crotch because he tells her to, and what are her choices now? A crotch rope pulled through from behind is attached above and in front of her. She humps on command.
Another step. She’s taken deeper, farther. A latex muzzle. Her body is stretched tight in three directions, ankles spread. The third tie-point is her neck. She can’t move. She’s lost, lost, lost. Her labia pulled wide, her pussy flushed. She’s fucked. She’s vibrated. She wriggles and squirms as she comes.
How could she know she was supposed to ask?
Now seated on the sybian, on top of the table with her ankles shackled in place, her neck is chained above. Stainless steel pullers bite and gnaw at her nipples. And the sybian starts. It’s torment, that much pleasure. It’s hell. Fluid pours from her pussy to the floor. Did she come again, the bitch? He cranks up the speed. He sprays her with water. She asks for permission this time. The speed is ratcheted up. She comes hard.
Horrid pleasure. The speed goes on high. The lights go out. Darkness. Her cries.
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