Tyler File pt.3

Dec 302023

Release Year: 2022
Studio: HardTied

The sky is pitch black when I shoot up in bed. My flesh is covered in sweat but I am shivering and cold. The nightmare was so vivid, nearly true. It comes back to me in flashes. Like in a storm, how the lightening reveals everything for a brief moment. And then all is dark again. I watch a house in a small city I don’t recognize. A man in black grinning evilly as fellow throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underwear off. My companion tyler is in the bathtub screaming and convulsing with oral cavity taped and shirt over her head. There is nothing I can do to help her. I can’t even assist myself. I watch myself alone, belted down to a card table, trembling in fear. Boy stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do instantly, what the next torture will be. The heat of his cigarette warms me when fellow nears. My body is famished to feel its burn. Lad touches it down to my breasts. Softly at 1st, then stronger, so this red dotted rings appear around my nipples. Then man drags it slowly down across my stomach and presses it firmly into my clit. I shriek and moan in . I am staked out with arms and legs spread wide and back arched over a thick, round log. Eyes closed, skin motionless and drenched with oil. Exhausted and unable to struggle, I am nothing but a lifeless, slimy mass of body, an ornament for his lawn. Then there’s a cabin enclosed by woods and this same man with that same grin. Boy strips us down and leads us into the wilderness like two on a single leather leash. Our legs are held open with branches and this chub looks back to smirk at our ridiculous waddling walk. The fierce, splintery dildo inserted unfathomable into my cunt pushes and prods with every step, searching for a tender spot. Bloke tethers us to a tree and leaves us there, unclothed, wide-open, and strapped. Just only able to communicate with desperate eyes and muffled shouts. Simultaneously, we strain to free ourselves. I remember trees. 2 of them, facing any one greater amount. And we are restrained to them, to share our suffering. Kissers stuffed with wooden gags, our shrieks mingle to create a single, grievous tune. I see tyler writhe beneath the cords, rubbing her sensitive flesh against the tough, scratchy bark. I watch the despair in her eyes. Gal is trapped. And so am I. That chub strikes her with a thin tree branch until tits and thighs are covered with red lashes. I cringe at the soundtrack of every stroke and glance down at my own hypersensitive breasts, made purple and bulbous by the leather around em. My time will come shortly after adequate. The last thing I recall: this guy is grumbling and tossing me into a apperture. ÒGotta bury the evidence, I think lad said. That guy covers me in dirt packed tightly up to my neck. Guy brings tyler out, buries her head, and secures her feet with wooden stakes. After placing a ring gag in my muzzle, this guy unzips his pants and relieves himself, spraying pee all over both of us. Then lad walks away, abandoning us. I am left with that picture in my mind. A disembodied head and a decapitated body baptized with the piss of our captor. Just the thought sends chills crawling down my spine. But I am safe at home. And there is no man in black. Because it was all just a fantasy . Right?

Format: mp4
Duration: 1:13:11
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4782kbps
Audio: 105kbps