#forced orgasms
BDSM
Interrogation
I asked u a simple question, give me the name of ur leader, u thinke u r tough, u think u can bear pain ?
Think again lady
Because I’m gonna Torture u in ways u could never imagined
U r mine and helpless I can do whatever I want with u, nobody is gonna save u, ur leader can’t help u or ease ur pain
What if I do this for hours, me and every one in this building.. can u Handel that? How long u can take it? for how long can u stand it inside ur cunt
Well, I’m gonna start with having some fun with that sensitive clit first, then we’ll see
- Please.. ah.. pehh.. plahhh.. plea..
What? I can’t hear u
Someone is going to talk or what
Tell me the name of ur leader…
- I will, I… plea.. sto..stop..ahh…
Raise ur hand if u bite much more than u lick
Cut off the boring chats
Tell me how it gives u pleasure to keep my pussy and my tits in pain
Reblog if u want me to tell u my darkest fancies.
I’m not the kind of girl who goes for"Hello" and “How r u doing”
Just tell me how r u gonna use the sensivity of my clit and my nipples to make me scream and cry
And beg for the a Mercy that doesn’t exist inside ur monster soul
I want to be thrown naked to a room full of men.
And all they want is abusing my helpless body.
And hear me scream
Raise ur hand if u want to be there
Reblog if u like to prey on me
When Krystyna was booked for her fetish photoshoot, she wanted to try out the gear she was sent. The producer went a step further and offered to drive her to the studio. He didn’t mention that she would be dressed in the skintight catsuit, high heels boots and Gwen style hood provided. For added interest, and to warm his milf model up, the powerful vibe was tucked between her legs and was working its magic as the tinted windows of the car concealed the scene within. Leashed, lashed and secured tightly in the back seat, Krystyna could only moan into the gag under her hood. The long, slow drive to her destination gave her plenty of time to enjoy her predicament.
Sahrye had been settled into her seat. Tight ropes prising her nylon clad legs apart and more rope binding her wrists behind the chair back. Her mouth had been stuffed to capacity with her biggest panties and wrapped mercilessly with microfoam tape. Her squeals and grunts were now choked by the huge gag and it was time for the fun to start. The wand was wedged firmly into her crotch, with more ropes anchoring it in place. Her captor decided to take his time and set the vibe on low, with the humming of the device grinding against her. The slow buildup to the first orgasm was torture. Sahrye bucked and thrashed to get respite, but there was nowhere to go. The intruding throbbing of the hitachi just relentlessly stimulated her and then, she exploded. The gag was effective, but even so, her bestial moans and screams echoed through the room. She didn’t have time to recover her composure because the floodgates were now open. Orgasms 2 and 3 followed quickly, her face now caked in sweat and her body convulsing over and over. Her captor enjoyed this sexual torture and she was dimly aware of the camera now in front of her. Sahrye couldn’t hold back and she was losing count of the orgasms coming from her exhausted body and she was still having pleasure ripped from it by force. This was going to be a long evening…..
Even through the blindfold, our captive knows the wand is tied tightly between her legs. Belted securely to the high chair, the panel gag will just about keep her forced orgasms muffled. But only just….
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