Studio: Intotheattic
Cast: Star
Genres: BDSM, Severe Bondage, Rough Sex, Metal Device Bondage, Submission, Domination, Torture, Beating, Electrostimulation
Next Iris finds herself acquiring prepped for a long ride on the Wooden Horse. I’d been wanting to acquire someone up on the rail and have them ride it as long as they possibly could. She’s not coming off until she says the safeword. After putting her in a box bind with a little rope around the neck I pick her up and place her onto the horse. Right elsewhere she doesn’t like it. She’s scared to put her legs down. I tell her too but she says she feels like she’s going to fall off. Worry is all over her face. I bind a rope from her box bind to the ceiling and stand back for the ride. Within seconds we hear her say, "Ow! That hurts indeed bad". I look at her and say, "I know". She starts to shake, sometimes violently. I put a ring gag in her face hole. As the drool begins to cover her chest I begin flogging her boobs. She weeps out in agony, confused at how she can remain sitting on the horse and accept this flogging in the chest without falling off the rail. She acquires hit over again. She tries to talk but we can’t understand her. She earn her melons flogged to the point she cannot stand it anymore. The drool just never stops being one long strand reaching from the asshole of her face hole to her chest. When she gain smacked over again she tries desperately to tell me it hurt but she can not seem to form the words, she can’t stop heaving to acquire a breath. She’s desperate. Her boobs hurt so bad she ask me to flog her ass instead. I make her beg for it. And then the strike hits her. I can just make out her telling me, "Oh god, that hurt in reality bad". I can see she’s trying to gain some comfort, she’s lifting her ass up trying to assuage the pain. That’s when I let her know I’m going to leave her on the horse until she says the stop word. Hence= we stand back and watch, we just watch her sit there, trying to obtain comfortable, attempting to find a way to rest on this rail without it digging into her labia, her pelvic bone or the crack of her butt. She shakes up there. The look on her face is one of consumption. Consumed with worry and desperation. The drool flushes from her mouth as the whole of her chest is wet and damp with spit. She lets me know she’d like a cigarette. I light two and shove them up her nostrils, cover her mouth and tell her to enjoy them. She’s still shaking.
Format: Windows Media
Duration: 52:17
Video: 960×540, Windows Media Movie 9 Advanced Profile, 2915kbps
Audio: 156kbps
File size: 1.2 GB
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