Creep Suck - Sierra Cirque - Rope Bondage, Torture, Domination
BDSM - Creep Suck - Sierra Cirque - Rope Bondage, Torture, Domination, added Sat, 30 Jan 2021 18:53:43 +0200
Genres: BDSM, Bondage, Rope Bondage, Submission, Domination, Torture, Spanking
Sleep is fitful and just possible after the fatigue of continual shifting around and adjusting the stones that are my mattress. It seems like that my own body has been coated in circles - that the rocks really are bruising me personally. Its becoming rancid. Sunlight is leaner; It beams through a window and also illuminates details of everything hovers above me. I am certainly one of those world wide internet certain carcasses. As it succeeds, the chirps and also squishes commence -- dark flutters of darting fantoms swirl above me. They seem to be drawn with my own life -- often diving me personally and bombing me together along with their own temptations.
The scent grows fouler through the day; my toilet is still my own mattress. In the start he would come and stand over me; staring, pissing, playing together himself. Today, when he brought me that the slop, he had been wearing a gas mask.
The everyday chores of the grounds are much more interesting as I let my mind to wander to this monster entombed within my own barn. It really is not as distracting of-late due of this stink, and that I now must face the undertaking of cleansing it. I have prepared a stage based around the designs I have seen at the county fair; A vanity that retains her knees and wrist so she's on all fours.
For days I have been content with only knowing that it had been saved there. To pay and motivate the job of cleansing it, I want to bring it to another level.
I am going to bifurcate her -- two for one. At the head I will possess her do cosmetics. The cock sucking is going to have classier sense. At the bottom, a system would soften and swell her gash for my own penis.
One thing is upward; he's standing over me holding that the shameful thoughts bag along with that terrible rod that locks around my throat. He requests me to role over on my stomach -- I know this drill, so so that I place my arms behind my back straight. (Reaching through the grate he guards the shackles together.) He slides the bag on my thoughts, yanks the chain tight and tight locks it.
I listen to the muffled sound of this grate on this cement. He also yanks me from this hole from my neck. The real planters my skin as I fight to gain my footing. This is exactly the worst -- he pushes me forward by that rod. It's just a stifling fright -- I cannot see where I am stepping. He seems to take pleasure in allowing me to trip or briskly walking me into obstacles.
I am now on all fours secured at the knees and wrist. It must be considered a table or stage of some sort. He pulls off the hood my head -- that the point of the situation is unexpectedly very clear. A bucket of water and a hose have been hanging on the floor. Im sure he will make what's to come as horrible as you can. I can not help but sigh with excellent relief because this horrible stench is going to become washed from me personally.
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Format: mp4
Duration: 50:55
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 4822kbps
Audio: 120kbps
File size: 1.8 GB
