Rough Bondage & Creep Suck - Sierra Cirque

Jan 282023

Release Year: 2016
Cast: Sierra Cirque
Genres: BDSM, Humiliation, Torture
Video language: English

Sleep is fitful and only possible after the exhaustion of ceaseless shifting around and adjusting the stones this are my bed. It feels like my skin has been covered in blows – the rocks are bruising me. Its acquiring colder. The sun is lower; It beams through a window and illuminates the details of what hovers above me. I am 1 of those web fixed carcasses. As it darkens, the chirps and squishes begin — shadowy flutters of darting fantoms swirl above me. They seem to be attracted by my presence — often diving at me and bombing me with their droppings.
The smell grows fouler by the day; my toilet is my bed. In the beginning lad would come and stand over me; staring, urinating, playing with himself. Today, when buddy brought me the slop, buddy was wearing a gas mask.
The everyday chores of the grounds are much greater amount interesting as I allow my mind to wander to that creature entombed in my barn. It is less distracting of late because of the stink, and I immediately must face the task of cleaning it. I have in readiness a platform based on the designs I have seen at the county fair; A grooming table this holds her wrist and ankles so doll is on all fours.
For days I have been content with just knowing this it was stored there. To compensate and motivate the chore of cleaning it, I want to take it to another level.
I am going to bifurcate her — 2 for one. At the head I will have her do makeup. The cock sucking will have a classier feel. At the tail, a mechanism will soften and swell her gash for my cock.
Something is up; he’s standing over me holding the black head bag and that terrible pole this locks around my neck. Dude orders me to role over onto my stomach — I know this drill, so I put my hands behindhand my back instantly. (Reaching throughout that the grate fellow locks the shackles together.) That chub slides the bag on my head, yanks the chain stern and locks it.
I hear the muffled sound of the grate on the concrete. Dude yanks me out of the hollow by my neck. The concrete scraps my body as I struggle to deserve my footing. That is the worst — dude pokes me forward by this pole. It’s a stifling fright — I can’t watch where I am stepping. Guy seems to pleasure in letting me trip or briskly walking me into obstacles.
I’m now on all fours locked at the wrist and ankles. It must be a table or platform of some kind. Lad pulls the hood off my head — the purpose of that position is unannouncedly clear. A bucket of soapy water and a hose are lying on the floor. Im sure boy will make what is to come as horrible as possible. I cannot help but sigh with fine relief as this vile stench is about to be washed from me.

Format: mp4
Duration: 50:55
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4822kbps
Audio: 120kbps