HardTied - Tyler File pt.2

Jan 172023

Release Year: 2022

Studio: HardTied

The sky is pitch dark when I skyrocket in bed. My own skin is protected in sweat but I’m shivering and cool. The nightmare has been consequently vivid, nearly valid. It comes home if you ask me in flashes. Like in a storm, the way the lightening reveals everything for a short moment. And all is darkish another time. I visit a home in a little town I don’t recognize. A guy in dark grinning evilly as man throws me to the ground, tapes me up, and yanks my underwear off. My companion tyler will be in the bathroom tub bawling and convulsing with face hole area taped and clothing over her mind. You’ll find nothing I could do to greatly help her. I cannot even assist myself. I notice myself just only, belted right down to a card desk, trembling in concern. Boy appears above. Smoking. Viewing. Deciding how to continues now, what one more torture will beyond the shadow of a doubt be. Heat of his cig warms me when lad nears. My epidermis is starving to practice its burn off. This guy touches it right down to my breasts. Softly initially, then harder, in order that crimson dotted rings show up around my paps. Boy then drags it gradually down across my abdomen and presses it forcefully into my clit. I moan and moan in ecstasy. I’m staked out with legs and arms spread broad and back another time arched over a harsh, round log. Eye closed, entire skin motionless and drenched with essential oil. Exhausted and struggling to struggle, I’m merely a lifeless, slimy size of body, an ornament for his yard. Then there is a cabin enclosed by woods and this exact same guy with that exact same grin. Gink strips us down and qualified prospects us in to the wilderness like 2 canines about the same natural leather leash. Our legs are usually held open up with branches and gink appears back again to smirk at our absurd waddling stroll. The tough, splintery dildo inserted strong into my vagina pushes and prods with every activity, looking for a supersensitive place. Bloke tethers us to a tree and results in us there, unclothed, vulnerable, and strapped. Merely in a position to talk to hopeless eye and muffled bawls. Simultaneously, we stress to free of charge ourselves. I recall trees. Two of those, facing one one more. And we have been chained in their mind, compeled to talk about our struggling. Throats filled with wood gags, our screams mingle to produce a individual, anguished tune. I view tyler writhe beneath the cords, rubbing her hypersensitive body contrary to the intense, scratchy bark. I start to watch the despair in her eye. Doll unquestionably is trapped. Hence am I. Buddy strikes her with a slim tree branch till tits and thighs are usually overspread with reddish lashes. I cringe at the audio of every stroke and glance down within my own sensitive breasts, produced purple and bulbous by the buckskin around them. My period should come in a short time perfect sufficient. The last factor I recall: man could be grumbling and tossing me right into a apperture. ÒGotta bury the data, I believe this guy mentioned. Guy addresses me in grime packed tensely around my muzzle. Buddy brings tyler out, buries her mind, and secures her feet with wood stakes. After putting a band gag in my own kisser area, bloke unzips his pants and relieves himself, spraying pee around both folks. That chub then walks away from every other, abandoning us. I’m still left with that image in my brain. A disembodied mind and a decapitated entire body baptized with the piss of our captor. Simply the thought transmits chills crawling down my backbone. But I’m safe in the home. And there is absolutely no man in dark. Because it had been all merely a dream. Superlative?

Structure: mp4

Duration: 32:35

Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4816kbps

Sound: 118kbps