Tyler file pt. 3 insex

Apr 012025

Release Year: 2022

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, almost 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 other time. I see a dwelling in a small town I don’t recognize. A man in black grinning evilly as man throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underwear off. My crony tyler is in the bathtub shouting and convulsing with kisser taped and shirt over her head. There is nothing I can do to help her. I can’t even aid myself. I watch myself alone, belted down to a card table, trembling in fear. Gink stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do now, what the next torture will be. The heat of his cigarette warms me when buddy nears. My flesh is starving to feel its burn. Buddy touches it down to my breasts. Softly at first, then stronger, so this red dotted rings appear around my nipples. Then bloke drags it slowly down across my stomach and presses it firmly into my clit. I shriek and moan in ecstasy. I am staked out with arms and legs widen 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 flesh, an ornament for his lawn. Then there’s a cabin surrounded by woods and that same man with that same grin. Gink strips us down and leads us into the wilderness like two dogs on a single leather leash. Our legs are held open with branches and dude looks back to smirk at our absurd waddling walk. The heavy, splintery dildo stuck in deep into my vagina pokes and prods with any step, searching for a thin-skinned spot. Guy tethers us to a tree and leaves us there, unclothed, wide-open, and chained. Just only able to communicate with despairing eyes and muffled groans. Simultaneously, we strain to free ourselves. I remember trees. Two of them, facing any 1 more. And we are tied to them, forced to share our suffering. Oral cavities stuffed with wooden gags, our shrieks mingle to create a single, excruciating tune. I see tyler writhe beneath the ropes, rubbing her touchy skin against the tough, scratchy bark. I watch the despair in her eyes. Maiden is trapped. And so am I. Gink strikes her with a thin tree branch till tits and thighs are covered with red lashes. I cringe at the audio of each stroke and glance down at my own sensitive breasts, made purple and bulbous by the leather around them. My time will come in a short time adequate. The last thing I recall: man is grumbling and tossing me into a apperture. ÒGotta bury the evidence, I think that chub said. Boy covers me in dirt packed forcefully up to my neck. Man brings tyler out, buries her head, and secures her feet with wooden stakes. After placing a ring gag in my oral cavity, man unzips his pants and relieves himself, spraying pee all over both of us. Then fellow walks away, abandoning us. I am left with this picture in my mind. A disembodied head and a decapitated flesh 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