Genres: BDSM, Bondage, Debasement, Torture
Video language: English
The farmer leads in the last of his stock and checks his herd for the night. All five are locked into metal containment. Crickets chirp. Chicks yell.
Oh the land existence.
By morning, a fog has settled. Muffled screams can be heard. Then a strange sight emerges. A wooden cross is the central element. A four-by-four juts out from the leg of the cross. The edge of the four-by-four is turned upward and Angelica sits on it, her legs spread so that it cuts into her crotch. She is locked into metal stocks. Her ankles are shackled and fixed upward to either end of the stocks. From there, on both sides, the chain is fed upward through pulleys then downward, attaching to the boob bondage of two gals, 411 and Piglet. Their arms are tied behindhand their backs. They have wooden bits restrained into their mouths. Both of them are standing on tiptoes, the three maidens counterbalancing one another.
Now the farmer leads his cows up to pasture. They follow in a line, restrained neck to neck. A wooden beam is tied to Angelica so that it swings back and forth between her legs, rubbing her cunny. Moonshine and 411 both have four-by-fours fixed to their arms, holding them straight outward. Piglet’s arms are strapped behind her back.
He leads his first cow to the milking station. Kitty is bent over the platform, her chest restrained to the apparatus. A bar is lowered over the small of her back and locked down. Her neck is fixed down and her arms strapped behindhand her back. Her feet are spread and shackled to either side. A spider gag goes in her muzzle. He brings in the milker, a stainless steel canister with a pump and tubes that attach to teats, in this case, milkers. Kitty’s hooters droop downward, He wets the areolas and lifts the tubes into place. They suck on. Her nipples are drawn down into the tubes. The tit sets up a rhythm, pump, whoosh, pump, whoosh. The inner sleeves of the tubes collapse and re-inflate as she is milked. A hook stabs her anal. She is vibrated to apex. Afterward, a milking tube is taken from a tit and suctioned onto her vulva. Her clit is pulled into the kisser of the tube .
Kitty is returned to the “barnyard”, where all the cages and boxes wait, filled with other cuties. Piglet hangs in a very small cage, folded up firmly on her knees. She is led to the milking station and strapped in location. The milking tubes suck onto her teats. The pump, whoosh, pump, whoosh of the tit spanks time as her paps are milked. Mr. Pogo fucks her oral cavity. Then Pogo plunges into her rose amid her weeps, a mixture of pleasure and distress. A milky froth accumulates around the opening to her cunt. The artificial cock is used on her. A tube is removed from her breast and sucked onto her clit. The inner sleeve opens and closes over her distended vulva. The marks from the rim of the tube form a superior ring above her pap. She no longer has hooters. Piglet has teats. When she comes, she squeals.
Piglet crawls back to the barnyard. Angelica’s head is all that we see of her, locked into location at ground layer. Piglet is ordered to piss on Angelica’s head.
411 is milked next. The tubes suck onto breast after hooter. When the tube is applied to cunt, the suction slurps at it, sucking the clit deep into the throat of the tube. Moonshine pees during her milking, her teats plumped out by the breast. Asen Angelica is milked, 411 is brought in, her arms chained back in a leather sleeve. She wears a black hood and a shiny black ribbed dildo. Angelica is banged in time with the rhythm of the hooter. Bang, suck, bang, suck.
Outside, the dairy farmer takes a break, pissing into a funnel. It drains onto Moonshine, locked into her metal box. Angelica is brought to the funnel and told to piss also. Urine drips onto Moonshine, running down the rocks of the wall.
All four ladies are fixed firmly in various positions on the floor of the barn. Wooden bits have been tied into every oral cavity. Angelica, restrained tightly into a ball, screams from the pain of the bondage. Piglet rests on her bulbous breasts, flattening them. The dolls yell and sigh and writhe, their moans echoing through the barn. Strings of drool drip. Moonshine’s labial jewelry gleams between the backs of her thighs. Urine erupts, running down her leg. They try to help one another accept out, but it only appears to cause more suffering.
The last shot is of three maidens that have been squished into one metal box, a squirming mass of cutie meat. The doors are closed and locked. They’re bedded down for the night.
Format: avi
Duration: 1:06:03
Video: 720×400, DivX 5, 1958kbps
Audio: 93kbps