InfernalRestraints - Turkey Shoot

Release Year: 2022
Studio: InfernalRestraints

He thinks of them as turkeys.To him those women are nothing more than meat. Chap sees himself as a hunter, a man who likes fresh meat. And so it begins. They are naked, his dolls. There are 3 of em. Buddy has em in his hunting cabin. Their arms are fastened behind their backs, their hands taped. They are with gag in oral cavity with tubing held in place with cable binds. A scarcely any feet of chain run from neck to neck, so this they are tethered to 1 other. This chub sits. Bloke tells em about a turkey shoot. As man talks, buddy collects his gun. Their little groans and whimpers escalate. Who could have known? 1 minute u are just walking your dog or sipping coffee in your home. And the next thing u know, you are stripped. And bloke has a gun. And there is truly nothing else to do, is there? When boy tells u to run. U run like hades. Fellow drags them outside and unchains them and starts out spewing out pellets, scaring em up perfect. After all, guy desires to be challenged. He’s looking for sport, just a little entertainment. They run throughout this the woods all in a flurry, crying, squawking. Open season on girl. The light-haired is the first to drop. This chub takes the others down too much, the brunette and the black-haired girl. The marks of paintball drip down their soft skin in red trails. It is quiet in the woods. Their bodies lie still, white, silent. They are side by side in the back of his truck, all on their stomachs, all in hogties, all gagged. They rock back and forth on chained breasts, bouncing with the bounce of the truck. They make a flurry of frightened chirps. Lad finishes the truck and opens the back gate. To every pair of ankles, boy connects a string. Then lad moves the truck forward so that they are dragged out of the back by the ankles. Buddy hoists each of them up, their bodies hanging upside down in the middle of the woods. Chap smacks booties. Lad plays with their breasts and teats, taut from the cold. His rough fingers twist and knead, doing with em whatever bloke craves. Evening comes. A fire burns beside a pond. All three damsels are standing, strapped tensely jointly at the neck, hobbled this way, yelling, whimpering in the cold. They shuffle close to the fire. But presently it is too much erotic. They jostle back and forth, breast to breast, their flesh luminous in the dark. That chub arrives with a metal grill this man sets on two posts. It’s in the shape of a skin. Dude tells them they have to decide who is going to be cooked tonight. It’s for em to come to a decision. They yell. They cry, moving backward, clustered together, the human cook basket waiting. The golden-haired is chosen. Lady is locked into the rungs of the frame, her legs widen, arms locked behind her back, and a metal bar pierce into her cunny. It keeps her very still, so this the fire can do its work. Chick breathes hard as the heat grows, baking, her thorax heaving. The other two women are given the task of making sure she’s roasted worthy and even. Her body goes red. Please hurry, cutie says, please, please hurry. And so they turn her so maid can cook the other side and beg to be turned again. An apple is shoved into the blond’s face hole. Girl is quieter now. As though girl is giving up, letting go. As though cutie can forget her flesh. Maiden is basted and barbecued, her round breasts smeared with sauce, dripping down into the fire. Fluid drips from her knees. The flush of her flesh may remind him of the pink inner shine of cunt. When the lips are widen and wet, just formerly the plunge, and immediately the scent can sometimes be smoky.

Format: mp4
Duration: 51:17
Video: 3840×2160, AVC (H.264), 4769kbps
Audio: 108kbps

File size: 1.8 GB