Water Wheel Live Feed Lorelei – InSex

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Release Year: 2013
Studio: Insex Archives
Genres: bondage bdsm torment rough pd enema 912 insexarchives

I feel sexy and lovable both, to begin with. Straped tightly, short skirt, legs exposed. Feet arched in platform heels, waiting… titillated and nervous.

Then on the floor, sightless and gagged. Tied more tightly now. I feel primal, feral. An animal squealing and wriggling. I am trying to avoid the electric sharpness of the cattle prod. I am terrified. A rush of relief when I finally find the toy he has thrown, complete my task. I rest briefly, remember to breathe.

As I am cuffed and belted in the metal chair my fear mounts once again, breath quickens. I think: this can not be happening… but I’ve asked for it. My clit is suctioned and swelling. My nipples burn. My face grows wet with tears. He turns up the power of the electricity. I am burning not just on my vulva and breasts, but inside and through my flesh. I am screaming and streaming tears. It is painful, but also releasing and redeeming somehow; when he decides I’ve had enough, I feel – not broken – but stronger.

This is a test. I am suspended and beaten, tits chained. I am testing the ropes. The ropes are testing me. I am growing stronger with each submission. I am a vixen, a chick, a wild creature subdued. "Sit up straight." he says, and I do. Though I am tired, I lift my head and feel the grace of my skin, my straight back, the curve of my shoulders, tied up, the angles and arcs of my legs. "Now," he says, "you have to dig down." and I do. Pull air into the depth of my abdomen, feel the resolve there, let my breath steel me for what is next.

I feel unsteady, but determined, climbing onto the steel cross carefully, following directions as they restrain my arms, legs, stomach. I am afraid, but I force the fear back. I am in each moment now, letting this happen, taking it. The world shifts as they tip me, over the water, slowly. I sputter, testing it, then my neck is fixed too and I am helpless, completely. I am submerged and then lifted, over and over, coughing and spitting, trying to breathe. My whole world becomes darkness and wet and pain in sharp licks on my belly and peach, then swift rushes of air. I can do nothing but feel this… try to hold my breath and my cries… remember to breathe when I am allowed.

When it is over, I don’t believe it. I am expecting more.

My skin is pink and red. Exposed and abused. Tormented, but also redeemed.

Stronger in my submission.

I am expecting more…

Original FileName: 20030225 – Water Wheel (Live Feed From February 22, 2003) (Lorelei)

Format: real
Duration: 1:58:10
Video: 320×240, RV30
Audio: 43kbps