Tyler (aka Tyler Scot) - Tyler BDSM File

Aug 172022

Release Year: 2022
Cast: Tyler (aka Tyler Scot), 411
Genres: BDSM, Bondage, Dildo, Outdoorsy, Pissing, Ring Gag
Video language: English

The sky is pitch black when I shoot up in bed. My body is overspread in sweat but I am shivering and cold. The nightmare was so vivid, almost true. It comes back to me in flashes. Like in a storm, how the lightening reveals everything for a brief moment. And then all is dark one greater amount time. I watch a residence in a small city I don’t recognize. A man in black grinning evilly as boy throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underwear off. My partner tyler is in the bathtub groaning and convulsing with mouth taped and shirt over her head. There is nothing I can do to help her. I can’t even aid myself. I watch myself alone, belted down to a card table, trembling in fear. Lad stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do immediately, what the next torture will be. The heat of his cigarette warms me when chap nears. My skin is ravenous to feel its burn. Guy touches it down to my breasts. Softly at first, then harder, so that red dotted rings appear around my nipps. Then guy drags it slowly down across my stomach and presses it vigorously into my clit. I bawl and bawl in ecstasy. I am staked out with arms and legs widen wide and back arched over a thick, round log. Eyes closed, body motionless and drenched with oil. Exhausted and unable to struggle, I am nothing but a lifeless, slimy mass of skin, an ornament for his lawn. Then there’s a cabin enclosed by woods and this same man with this same grin. Buddy strips us down and leads us into the wilderness like 2 dogs on a single leather leash. Our legs are held open with branches and fellow looks back to smirk at our absurd waddling walk. The severe, splintery dildo shoved unfathomable into my cunny pushes and prods with each step, searching for a sensitive spot. Boy tethers us to a tree and leaves us there, bared, vulnerable, and tied. Only able to communicate with hopeless eyes and muffled weeps. Simultaneously, we strain to free ourselves. I remember trees. Two of em, facing each another. And we are restrained to em, charged to share our suffering. Throats stuffed with wooden gags, our cries mingle to create a single, agonizing tune. I watch tyler writhe under the ropes, rubbing her touchy skin against the tough, scratchy bark. I watch the despair in her eyes. Cutie is trapped. And so am I. Boy strikes her with a thin tree branch ’till tits and thighs are overspread with red lashes. I cringe at the audio of every stroke and glance down at my own touchy breasts, made purple and bulbous by the leather around them. My time will come presently adequate. The last thing I recall: dude is grumbling and tossing me into a cavity. ÒGotta bury the evidence, I think dude said. Fellow covers me in dirt packed tightly up to my neck. That chub brings tyler out, buries her head, and secures her feet with wooden stakes. After placing a ring gag in my kisser, chap unzips his pants and relieves himself, spraying pee all over both of us. Then bloke walks away, abandoning us. I am left with that pic in my mind. A disembodied head and a decapitated skin baptized with the piss of our captor. Just the thought sends chills crawling down my spine. But I am safe at home. And there is no man in black. Because it was all just a dream. Right?

Format: mp4
Duration: 32:35
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4816kbps
Audio: 118kbps