Creep Suck - Sierra Cirque - 2016 - Ass Hook, Blow Job, Pooch Bowl
BDSM - Creep Suck - Sierra Cirque - 2016 - Ass Hook, Blow Job, Pooch Bowl, added Sat, 07 May 2022 22:04:40 +0300
Release Year: 2016
Genres: BDSM, Blue Eyes, Pooch Bowl, Drool, Hose, Humiliation, In Ground Cage, Piano Wire, Shaved, Small Tits, Urination, Vaginal Penetration, Vibrator, Abandonment, Anal Bdsm, Anal Penetration, Ass Caning, Ass Hook, Bilbos, Blow job, Blow Job Machine, Cage, Cock
Sleep is difficult and only possible after exhaustion from constantly shifting and adjusting the stones that make up my bed. It feels like my body is being smashed by the rocks. Its getting colder. The sun is lower. It shines through a window and illuminates details above me. I am one of those web-bound carcasses. As the night grows darker, the chirps and squishes start -- shadowy flutters darting fantoms swirl over me. They seem to be attracted to my presence, often diving at me and bombing with their droppings.
My toilet is my bed, and the smell gets worse every day. He would stand over me, staring, pissing, and playing with himself in the beginning. He was wearing a gas mask when he brought me the slop today.
My daily chores are more interesting when I allow my mind wander to the creature in my barn. The smell is less distracting than it used to be, so I must now clean it. I created a platform using the designs from the county fair. It holds her wrists and ankles, so she can stand on all fours.
I've been content for days with the fact that it was there. I want to make it more than just a chore to clean it.
I will bifurcate her, two for one. I will make her makeup at the head. The cock sucking will have an elegant feel. A machine will soften the cock's gash at the tail.
He's standing over me with the black head bag and the terrible pole around my neck. He orders me to roll over onto my stomach. I know the drill so I immediately put my hands behind mine. He locks the shackles by reaching through the grate. He places the bag on my head and tightens the chain.
I hear the muffled sound from the concrete grate. He pulls me out from the hole near my neck. As I struggle to get my feet under the concrete, my skin is rubbed. This is the worst -- he pushes my forward by that pole. It is a terrible fear -- I can't see where I'm going. He seems to enjoy letting me slip or briskly walking into obstacles.
Now, I'm on all fours, my wrists and ankles are locked. It must be a platform or table. He takes the hood from my head and suddenly the purpose of this position becomes clear. On the floor, a bucket of soapy water is lying and a hose is also lying. I'm sure he will make the next part as terrible as possible. As this horrible stench is about be washed away, I can't help but to sigh in relief.
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Format: mp4
Duration: 50:55
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 4822kbps
Audio: 120kbps
File size: 1.8 GB
