Release Year: 2022
Studio: InsexLove
A crony gave me his phone number weeks ago. "Call him. Just call him," gal said. I’d stopped dating. It wasn’t the fellows. Well, maybe a little. "Look, I’m over ‘relationships’ for the moment. I just wish to be by myself for awhile. That’s all." My partner shrugged. "Call him," maiden said again. I was the youngest of 3 damsels. Growing up, I’d watched my and their boy companions. Clumsy kisses in the barn. Hands groping, pushed away, greater amount groping. I had dreams, murky pictures in my head. And I’d fumbled with myself some nights, unsatisfied, my fumbling increasing my longing. Like cocks were doing now. Oh, I’d had lots of cocks the last scarcely any years, huge ones, small ones. Cocks this were hair-trigger, and cocks this had to be coaxed. Cocks that loved your basic bang, and cocks that craved anything but your basic fuck. And I’d lie in bed afterwards with every 1 of these cocks (never ginks, or men, just cocks), damp, salty, every so often fumbling in the dark after they started snoring, and I desired greater amount, less, nothing, everything. I wanted something I couldn’t allow to myself. I craved and desired, but I was afraid. "Call him," my friend 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 always worse after it was over. I was fumbling in the dark. When I finally made the call, man 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 shoved a easy-chair in front of the mirror and sat in it, naked. I touched myself, my legs spread and feet resting against the wall on either side of the mirror. I investigated each fold of my pussy and cunt, then touched my fingers to my muzzle, tasting myself. And I fondled my breasts, watching, playing with my nipples till they hardened. I slipped my fingers in and out of myself, the fingers of one hand in my asshole, the fingers of the another in my vulva. And all the while, I watched. I was a stranger to myself. I was nobody I’d ever met formerly. The first thing that guy did this night was to fix me bent over a cage. Some another girl was locked inside of it. "You think I’m going to bang you?" this guy said, leaning close, but not touching me. "Only if you’re favourable." And bloke cocked his head, his eyes sad, as tho’ man pitied me. "Don’t worry." This guy smiled then, but it made me shiver. "I’m just only going to hurt you a little." I desired to say something horny. I wanted to make him crave me. I wanted to do all the things I’d learned throughout that the years, the way a girl takes control. But I couldn’t. I was falling. I was out of oversight. I was breaking into pieces. Lad smiled because lad knew everything the moment fellow 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 overspread with straps, cords, chain, shackles. My body was on fire. This night buddy cut my clothing off me. That chub shackled me to a metal bar. Buddy locked a intense steel collar on my neck. Chain between my legs, around my breasts. Metal in my mouth, my ass. Metal squeezes pinching my paps. And later, vibrator in my pussy. This guy stretched me out spread-eagle, lying on my back. This guy wrapped leather around my neck and tightened. Dude cut off my air. Boy made me come over and over. After bloke was done with me and let me loose, I kneeled in front of him and kissed his boots. Lad 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 now." 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