ITA - Zayda J. (2009)

Genres: BDSM, Bondage, Humilation, Torture, Female domination, Strapon, Fetich
Video language: English

22 year old Zayda is back to The Attic again where she gets to live out a little fantasy.
First we find Zayda in a hogtie atop a small table. A nose hook keeps her head held up high as does the hair bound up into her big toes. Her hooters are hanging off the end of the table. She’s there, struggling around, trying to accept more comfortable. She told me she was hungry when she got here –as ordinary. So I sat a wooden pillar in front of her and placed a dog bowl on top of it. After pouring in some corn flakes and adding cold water to it I encourage her to dig in and eat. She can’t do it although, or so she says. The nose hook and hair restrain just will not let her head drop down far adequate to reach the corn flakes in the bowl. I tell her to keep trying although. I ask her if I hang two pound weights off each nipple if that will help. She begs me not to do it. I do it anyway. And when those nipple clamps obtain banded together she moans out in pain. She instantly begins to cry. Then I hang the weights from them. She begins to sob, heaving-ly. Large tears rolling out of her eyes. At least she has something to cry about this time. She’s told to eat the food now. She’s perched up high on her table, the weights on her tits swing about as she eats her dinner from a dog bowl. Outstanding, wet, cold and watered down corn flakes. She has them all over her little piggy mouth now and running down her neck as she is encouraged to eat every last one. For an added diversion I place the small Hitachi onto her vulva. But she’s told to keep eating and not to finish. Unscheduledly, one of those two pound weights pulls itself off and slams to the floor below. She yells out in agony and begins to wail, to cry relentlessly. I scream at her to keep eating the food. Then I slam the big Hitachi onto her box and she’s beside herself. She can’t take any direction now. I’m groaning at her to keep eating and she just keeps sobbing and groaning. When her face does get in the bowl all you hear are muffled shouts beneath the corn flake water as she sobs beneath the surface. She has corn flakes all over her face and neck, her complete face is wet with food particles stuck to it, tears course out of each eye, that one last burden on that nipple is swinging wildly now and then unscheduledly we hear a desperate moan for permission to cum. And when she came she sprayed her bush fluids all over my arm, the table and onto the floor. Perhaps the most spray I’ve ever seen Zayda eject from her cunt. When that orgasm came on she had food flying out of her muzzle, the look on her face told me she was birthing something out her cavity and the moans of "Oh God!" were deafening. And then she had one more one.

Format: Windows media
Duration: 1:15:41
Video: 960×540, Windows media Film 9, 2915kbps
Audio: 156kbps

File size: 1.7 GB