Release Year: 2022
Studio: InfernalRestraints
A crony gave me his phone number weeks ago. "Call him. Just call him," female said. I’d stopped dating. It wasn’t the lads. Well, maybe a little. "Look, I’m over ‘relationships’ for the moment. I just crave to be by myself for awhile. That’s all." My friend shrugged. "Call him," chick said 1 greater amount time. I was the youngest of three hotties. Growing up, I’d watched my sisters and their boy friends. Clumsy kisses in the barn. Hands groping, pushed away, greater amount groping. I had dreams, murky pics in my head. And I’d fumbled with myself some nights, unsatisfied, my fumbling increasing my longing. Like cocks were doing immediately. Oh, I’d had lots of cocks the last scarcely any years, huge ones, small ones. Cocks that were hair-trigger, and cocks that had to be coaxed. Cocks that loved your basic fuck, and cocks that desired anything but your basic fucking. And I’d lie in bed afterwards with every one of those cocks (never buddies, or men, just cocks), damp, salty, from time to time fumbling in the dark after they started snoring, and I craved greater amount, less, nothing, everything. I desired something I couldn’t admit to myself. I wanted and wanted, but I was afraid. "Call him," my comrade said. It was the thought of lying in the dark that stopped me from calling, and the scent of imagined love, and the emptiness, the loneliness, the unhappiness that was at all times worse after it was over. I was fumbling in the dark. When I at last made the call, buddy told me to come alone and to wear a skirt and blouse. No underwear. My hands shook. I shaved everything this night. Everything but my head. I stuck in a bench in front of the mirror and sat in it, exposed. I touched myself, my legs spread and feet resting against the wall on either side of the mirror. I investigated each fold of my cunny and cunt, then touched my fingers to my oral cavity, tasting myself. And I fondled my breasts, watching, playing with my nipples until they hardened. I slipped my fingers in and out of myself, the fingers of 1 hand in my booty, the fingers of the 1 more in my cunt. And all the while, I watched. I was a stranger to myself. I was nobody I’d ever met before. The 1st thing boy did this night was to bound up me bent over a cage. Some 1 greater amount girl was locked inside of it. "You think I’m going to fucking you?" fellow said, leaning close, but not touching me. "Only if you’re lucky." And bloke cocked his head, his eyes sad, as though that chub pitied me. "Don’t worry." Dude smiled then, but it made me shiver. "I’m merely going to hurt u a little." I craved to say something horny. I desired to make him crave me. I craved to do all the things I’d learned throughout this the years, the way a girl takes oversight. But I couldn’t. I was falling. I was out of oversight. I was breaking into pieces. Man smiled because that chub knew everything the moment dude saw me. He’d watched my eyes wander once he’d unlocked the door to his "special room" and led me inside. The walls were covered with straps, cords, chain, shackles. My skin was on fire. That night guy cut my clothing off me. Boy shackled me to a metal bar. Boy locked a harsh steel collar on my neck. Chain between my legs, around my breasts. Metal in my mouth, my ass. Metal clamps pinching my teats. And later, vibrator in my pussy. Man stretched me out spread-eagle, lying on my back. Gink wrapped leather around my neck and tightened. Boy cut off my air. Gink made me come over and over. After dude was done with me and let me loose, I kneeled in front of him and kissed his boots. Fellow put a thinner collar on my neck and locked it in place. "You’ll do everything I say. When I call, you’ll come without delay." I stared at the floor. "Yes sir." "You’re mine immediately." I shivered, not from cold, but from something else, something new, an electricity. For the 1st time, I wasn’t fumbling in the dark anymore. "Yes sir."
Format: mp4
Duration: 49:40
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4782kbps
Audio: 116kbps