Mud - Melody

Melody with her perfect pale flesh is locked in the trunk of a car, her wrists and ankles cuffed. When the car finishes, she’s yanked out and dragged down a storm cellar. Chick fades away into darkness.
Her wrists are cuffed behindhand a pole. Maid slowly sinks to the floor, sitting on cold concrete. Buddy manhandles her a bit, just to let her know who’s manager. Then chap kneels over her, his crotch in her face. Gink shiveres her until cutie comes. It’s a way of owning everything, even her pleasure.
Guy leaves her. Female settles in for the night. Cold concrete floor, implacable steel around her wrists and ankles. Like episode of a long ago fantasy , her toenails are painted red.
It’s a nightmare, without a doubt. Woman wakes up lying in a puddle of her piss. Buddy dumps a pile of grain on the floor. Maiden eats. Man drops a pail of water near her head. Then it’s time for a little breathplay by inflating a dildo unfathomable in her mouth. Buddy makes her come again, writhing and groaning. From relief? From dread? When gink leaves her this time, lady can’t lie down, only sit and wait. Guy craves her to come to his bed willingly. But woman will not.
Metal shackles and chain. A metal gag in her kisser. A stim locked inside her. Move those stones over there, man says. Chick clatters as damsel walks. He’s wearing a jacket in the cold air. She’s uncovered. Woman slogs throughout that muck barefoot, slipping from stone to stone, limping. Then boy orders her to lie face down in the muck. What choice does damsel have? Of course it’s disgracing. Maybe if cutie acquiesced to sleep in his bed, it would end.
Beyond question there’s a point at which girl will break. We have to assume that babe will.
Of course.

Format: actual
Duration: 37:04
Video: 852×480, RV40
Audio: 94kbps

File size: 134.2 MB