My hands were secured behind me and I was placed in the box with my head protruding through the top. I saw the plastic bubble shaped cover that Pd was going to put over my head, and that was when the nervousness started. Hmmm, I thought, there isn’t much room in that cover at all for the bugs to run around…they’re going to be near my head no matter what.
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My dreams curdle the night, the heavy, wet November night. Outside, the rustle of corn in the fields, silage of dreams, of a man’s want. And inside, my boner poking up against the sheet. Lightening far off, breaking out the night. The whispering of the house, conversations of ghosts. And the howls. That pack of dogs is come sniffing around the barn again. They always know when I got me another girl. I got me two of them a couple days ago, their pussies ripe and glittery-wet like jewels, nipples as tight and hard as nuggets, cold enough to ripple the skin. November’s got a chill around these parts. When a girl shivers it bones me up fat and hard, strong enough to squirt…
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These city girls, they’re somethin’ else. Least that’s what they think, I suspect. I find em in the bars, all dolled up, makin’ eyes at every pretty boy who comes their way. Buy a couple drinks, get em nice and buzzed. And before you know it they’re in the back of my truck, flopping around like a couple hogs ready for the kill. I’ll take em home for some fresh country air, show em how nice us simple folk can be. I suck on their hard little nipples, reach between their legs to play with their shaved cunts. They make some noise and try to get away. But you know they like it, calms em down for a spell…
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She must have gotten caught sneaking into the linen closet with the butler one too many times. In this live feed from January 12, 2002, Matt, debuting as an Insex dom, sufficiently punishes az for her crime. Leather tight around her neck, az, clad in a frilly French maid’s uniform, anxiously awaits her fate. Giving her relief from her torturous six-inch heels, Matt orders his sexy servant to clean the floor. With wrists and ankles cuffed, she waddles around on hands and knees as she sweeps and mops the floor, then scrubs it with a brush in her mouth. Once she has finished with her cleaning, she is allowed to rest on the floor. She languishes in extreme bondage positions for the remainder of the pre-show.
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Transformed from a young, girlish bondage slut to a full-breasted, round-bellied woman, bondage always becomes her. These shoots show Shonta before and during her pregnancy. She begins the first shoot seated on a trunk, restrained with belts. PD uses a heat gun to shrink-wrap a plastic bag over her face. Bound into a tight ball, she is packaged and sealed in saran wrap. Her air-flow is controlled through a long breathing tube.
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I kneeled in front of him and offered myself. He didn’t ask me to do it. It was my idea. But after that, after I signed the contract, he blindfolded me. Then he put me in a car and drove me somewhere. When he took me out, he led me through a door, then down stairs. The air was cool, damp. It smelled old. “Take off your clothes.” His voice echoed like we were in a big room. Chills ran up my arms and sides as I pulled my sweater over my head and dropped it at my feet. “Your skirt.” I loved his voice, his touch, his way with me. I wanted him to squeeze my breasts, tug them, slap them back and forth. I wanted him to pinch my nipples. If only he’d push me to the floor, hold my hands over my head, and force his cock into me…..
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Long flowing dark hair. Tight, lithe body. Her cunt drips at the touch of the ropes. Filled with a mixture of nervousness and excitement, she is introduced to the members. In her Debut Feed from June 10, 2000, yx accepts the bondage, the torture, the pain; she is immersed in it all….
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The memories stagger in upon me chaotically, as in a dream. Insects stinging, drawing blood. My hands, my breasts, trapped in unyielding metal. My movements secured with hooks buried deep inside my body: I am filled, I am owned. I walk like a marionette, with every step the hooks pull with cruelty inside my ass and my pussy. When I am released it is only to be stretched over a log and staked out in the grass; again I am left vulnerable, unable to protect myself from insects, biting my open body. My head secured in place with stakes and a gag. Shrieking as a worm is dangled over my face, crawling into my nose, squirming its slippery flesh over my tongue and my lips. And yet one memory towers above the rest of my torment; he called it the mala mansio…..
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I notice it is dark outside and the moon casts an erie glow on the night. The sky changes quickly. Thunder rumbles in the distance, bringing a heavy downpour for the morning. I have plenty to keep me busy till the rain stops outside.
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Bubbly and blonde she sits on the crate all naked with her full firm tits and nice round ass. Her pleasant disposition is surely a treat for all to watch today. Something about her makes you want to violate and invade her in the most torturous ways.
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