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Release Year: 2003
Studio: Insex
Cast: 129, 323, 781
Genres: BDSM, Severe Bondage, Domination, Fetish, Torment, Humiliation, Beating, Rubber
Video language: English

I get restless sometimes – wouldn’t you? Knowing she’s out there. Cold, alone, scared… I can almost hear the muffled whines, pathetic as she struggles, fresh hay irritating soft pink woman body.

And I think what I would do: tear off those short shorts, bind her with stretchable digging into pale, gleaming skin, molding those plump fleshy jubblies. Tickle her so she wriggles, jiggles, and squirms.

Should I move her to the shed tied, gagged? Stored for safekeeping, she’d strangle as she sits.

Or do I take her for a little walk, towed behind the truck? So nice how she sweats and pants and groan. Trotting to keep up, denuded feet tortured by the rocky path, bound milkers pulled taut, leading the way. I’d use her as a toilet – humiliate the pretty whore.

I contemplate the mountain, the trees far not here. No one can hear her shriek when the switch meets her tender skin. She can just hang by those huge boobs of hers. Hole filled, suffering, defenseless, exposed.

Fettered in the barn. I’d silence the noisy thing – stuff cloth abyss down the throat and slap those big bouncing melons. Spread her wide, stretched, vulnerable. Would her cunt throb and drip? Maybe fill it up, slide something right in. Then stimulate that swollen clit. She can’t resist, pitiful little bitch. I won’t let her come – it’s more fun that way.

I could lock her in the silo, metal hugging her titties, compressing them into two tight, purple orbs. Her groan would echo as she hobbled on one leg. So tenacious, my dear captive, wallowing in the dust, writhing, like she thinks she can escape.

Serenaded by spring’s showers, I envision her: tied, cuffed, miserable. Soaked to the bone she’s pelted by sheets of rain, wailing at the bellowing thunder as the lightening closes in.

The image is almost enough. Enough to draw me out of bed. To send me to her. To make it real. But no, make her wait. There’s always tomorrow and the next day and the next…

Format: real
Duration: 1:16:00
Video: 320×240, RV30
Audio: 43kbps



File size: 123.3 MB

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