Molly - Mystic Molly 2

Aug 042022

Genres: BDSM, Bondage, Dildo, Suspension, Pap Squeezes, Ball Gag, Birching, Armbinder, Fire, Caning, Needles, Torture, Vibrator, Shouting
Video language: English

Dressed in a conservative knee length skirt, matching top, and sensible high heels I awaited my fate, with gag in kisser and cuffed, while talking myself into the appropriate mood needed. Merely at times was I aware of the movement around me instead I was attempting to oversight the drool this was forming around the tightly cinched rope wetting the mattress and smearing my freshly made up face. I was preparing mentally for the physical strength this 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 1st 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 managed to look directly into the lens of the movie cam reminding myself this people the world over were ’bout to witness intense power exchange and I was the object of torture! Cold scissor blades cutting off my carefully chosen outfit left me feeling wide-open and craving to be . The 1 leg semi suspension opened my cunny 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 cunt but I endured the whipping, unscheduled myself, but not without whimpering, of course. I have a fantasy of being objectified and when PD said "Let’s obtain some detail on that cunt" I knew I was right where I yearned to be. The bishop contraption was terrifying. impaled by an electrical giant it was all up to my balance or else a horrible shock would jolt throughout that my flesh. It was much too much intensive for me… I became so parched from the loud groans I uncontrollably released I ended up begging PD for water which man just spit it in my face. How humiliating- *yum*. I could not take the suspense when man came to a decision to oversight the shocks. This chub was taking me over the brink. The foot torture device I was locked into was fantastic. PD bound any toe individually… which is yet another one of my kinks. I have never experienced flames on my soles formerly and this scared me quite a bit. If I have never attempted something I am hesitant to do it- merely because I do not know what to expect. The caning on my underarms was another sensation I have never felt. It was very agonizing but I still proudly wear the marks. I had wholly no check. I could not move my feet at all. I was totally wide-open. I was on an emotional rollercoaster. 1 moment yelling as loud as my vocal ropes admitted. The next weeping softly to myself. Then smiling from my heart. I left that night with real rod marks on my soles which I never thought was possible considering how tough the body is. Fastened to the bench. Gasping for my right to breathe. Feeling desperation as that chub controlled the tube of sweet oxygen. Having a line crossed by the gauze being shoved up my nostrils. Every 1 of these elements helped in my reaching orgasm… 3 in a row no less. I left this night flying high as a kite. Unable to sleep, tossing and turning while dreaming of bastinado, Mr. Pogo, fastened toes, and breath oversight. Wet dream after wet fantasy . PD gave me an unbelievable gift. One this I will never forget.

Format: mp4
Duration: 38:31
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4798kbps
Audio: 97kbps