Mystic Molly Extremely Tied part 2

Aug 102023

Release Year: 2022
Studio: InfernalRestraints

Dressed in a traditional hip survival trousers, matching top, and practical high heels I awaited my fate, with gag in muzzle and cuffed, while talking myself into the appropriate mood needed. Only occasionally did I notice the movement going on around me rather than trying to control the drool that was developing around the tightly cinched wire, wetting the bed and spreading my newly applied makeup. I was mentally preparing for the actual power that would be required of me. the time is running out. Uncertainty and anxiety overcame me. I melted at PD’s first contact when the timer reached 10. His hands initially made me feel soft and gentle, but after a few seconds, I started to gasp and choke. Struggling with the cut off air I managed to look straight into the lens of the lens reminding myself that people the world over were about to find fervent energy trade and I was the subject of abuse! I felt helpless and yearned to be as warm scissors blades severed my carefully chosen clothing. My mouth was revealed to the world by the one-leg semi-suspense. Due to how tight the bondage was, I was unable to try to hide by closing my feet. I have a weakness that affects every type of pain that is inflicted on or even close to my womb, but I was unprepared for the whipping and, of course, whimpered. When PD said, “Let’s get some information on that snatch,” I knew I was exactly where I wanted to be because I have a dream of becoming objectified. It was dreadful to see the priest device. It was all up to me to keep myself upright after being struck by an electric fiend; otherwise, my flesh may experience a terrible shock. For me, it was far too sincere. I became thus dehydrated from the loud screams I violently released I ended up begging PD for liquid which brother just spit it in my experience. How embarrassing that when gentleman decided to check the shocks, I was unable to handle the tension. Buddy was pushing me to the limit. I was placed inside a perfect base torture device. Another one of my flaws is that PD chained each bottom separately. I was really frightened because I had never before felt lights on my feet. Simply because I don’t know what to expect, I hesitate to attempt anything if I have not done it before. Another pain I’ve never experienced was the caning on my skin. I also wear the scars with pride despite how painful it was. I made no mistakes at all. My legs were completely immobile. I had no power at all. I was experiencing mental turbulence. I shouted for a split second as quiet as my vocal strings would allow. I started crying quietly to myself after that. therefore I grinned heartily. Given how strong the body is, I never imagined that I would leave real wire marks on my feet when I left this evening. to the head, fastened. I’m struggling to swallow. As the man in charge of the wonderful oxygen tube, he was in a desperate state. have the fabric shoved up my ears cross a range. Each of these factors contributed to my orgasm, at least three times in a column. I departed this evening in a kite-like flight. Mr. Pogo fastened his fingers and took a breathing search because he was having trouble falling asleep and was tossing and turning while having bastinado dreams. After another slippery vision. I received an incredible donation from PD. I’ll not miss one.

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