Dressed in a conservative knee duration skirt, matching top, and sensible high heels I awaited my fate, with gag in muzzle and cuffed, while talking myself into the proper mood needed. Only at times was I aware of the movement around me instead I was attempting to oversight the drool this was forming around the vigorously cinched rope wetting the mattress and smearing my freshly made up face. I was preparing mentally for the physical strength that was going to be demanded of me. The count down. I was overwhelmed by uncertainty and nervousness. When the clock struck 10 I melted at PD’s initial touch. The first sensation of his hand was soft and gentle then in the matter of seconds I was gasping and choking! Struggling with the cut off air I edited to look directly into the lens of the movie cam reminding myself that people the world over were about to witness fervent power exchange and I was the object of torture! Cold scissor blades cutting off my carefully chosen outfit left me feeling powerless and craving to be . The 1 leg semi suspension opened my vagina for the world to see. I could not shy away by attempting to shut my legs since the bondage was so strict. A weakness of mine is dealing with every sort of pain inflicted on or even near my pussy but I suffered the whipping, unscheduled myself, but not without whimpering, of course. I have a fantasy of being objectified and when PD said "Let’s get some detail on that cunt" I knew I was right where I yearned to be. The bishop contraption was terrifying. impaled by an electrical monster it was all up to my balance or else a horrible shock would jolt throughout that my skin. It was much too much fervent for me… I became so parched from the loud screams I uncontrollably released I ended up begging PD for water which gink just spit it in my face. How humiliating- *yum*. I could not take the suspense when man decided to check the shocks. Man was taking me over the verge.
Format: mp4
Duration: 36:19
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4838kbps
Audio: 120kbps