Little fantasy

Cast: Zayda J.
Genres: BDSM, Bondage, Humilation, Torture, Female domination, Strap-on, Fetich

22 year aged Zayda is back to The Attic again where she receives 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 fix into her huge toes. Her balloons are hanging off the end of the table. She’s there, struggling around, trying to get more comfortable. She told me she was starving when she got here –as ordinar. 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 though, or so she says. The nose hook and hair tie just will not let her head drop down far sufficient to reach the corn flakes in the bowl. I tell her to keep trying tho’. 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 teat clamps accept connected she screams out with suffering. She promptly starts to cry. Then I hang the weights from them. She starts out 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 jubblies swing about as she eats her dinner from a dog bowl. Fine, wet, cold and watered down corn flakes. She has them all over her little piggy muzzle now and running down her neck as she is encouraged to eat every last one. For an added game I location 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 screams out in agony and starts to wail, to cry relentlessly. I yell at her to keep eating the food. Then I slam the enormous 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 shouting. When her face does accept in the bowl all you hear are muffled bawls beneath the corn flake water as she sobs beneath the surface. She has corn flakes all over her face and neck, her entire face is wet with food particles stuck to it, tears course out of each eye, that one last load on that pap is swinging wildly now and then unscheduledly we hear a desperate groan for permission to cum. And when she came she sprayed her vagina fluids all over my arm, the table and onto the floor. Perhaps the most spray I’ve ever seen Zayda eject from her pom-pom. When that apex came on she had food flying out of her kisser, the look on her face told me she was birthing something out her cavity and the screams of "Oh God!" were deafening. And then she had another one.

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

Video clip size: 1.7 GB