Year: 2010
The call of the actress: Elise
Genre: BDSM, Bondage, Fetish
Length: 1:13:18
Description: Elise has been left up in a cheerless, lonely part of The Attic. She's in the Spider Chair, unclothed, ankles manacled to the legs while her wrists are bound to the build up legs behind her. A rope twists around her neck and is tied distant from to the ceiling directly above her. This keeps her back near and her neck pulled up taunt. It also keeps her longing restricted. As we find her she is writhing about, choking herself. It is not quite as though she were in heat. Her pussy fully exposed and in the middle of trying to hump something that isn't there. Her wish clearly distorted and gasping. She occasionally bucks her entire body looking on male bdsm this account that something to get off on. She's horny there in the subtle with no way to get off. And her body never stops moving the whole time. In a constant state of gyrations, of choking herself, the humping of port. She's in heat. After some time I finally go up into the chaste to check on her. Changing her position I untie her accoutrements from the Spider Chair and then tie them up over her rise and slightly behind her. Now she's quartered and a round body gag goes in to round things out. Without warning the flogger makes juxtaposition with her breasts, then continues down her chest before flogging her cunt. It happens in like manner quickly, without time for her to prepare, that she's caught completely away guard. Within seconds she is crying. Screaming out. She tries to jolt her body, to shake off the sting. But she can just move as it is and then the flogger starts in adhering her back. Some strikes make her cry out immediately while others leave a mouth wanting to scream but unable to, at least instead of the first few seconds afterward. She is sobbing as I detect a broken piece of shingle lying on the floor. I take the of large fibres end and rough her nipples up with it and then stir up to her cunt, wiping it vigorously over her clit. When I'm conferred she's a heaving, sobbing mess; unable to control her emotions. I seize violently Big Blue on a stick and mount it into her cunt, leaving it in that place. Slobber and snot run from her face holes, coating her breast before running down off her pussy. One foot moves to it's have tune. In response, I take thin leather strips and tie her arrogant toes off to the chair. When I'm done I thrash her armpits. The screaming is so intense that I tell her to coop up up and cease making noise for any further strikes. Oh my the trinity, I don't know how she did it but she did. I struck that chest so goddamn hard yet she didn't let a peep deficient in. But her body was shaking and her mouth was locked into disfavor hard on that gag. When that vibrator finally hit her cunt you should consider heard the begging. She'd been in heat for some time and it being so that and after all she'd been thru, she was beyond forlorn for Denied.
Now we find Elise nude and sitting in The Electric Chair. She's gagged and she's tied in a manner that immobilizes her. Unable to move an inch she waits as being the power to get turned on to the chair. She doesn't possess to wait long. The first time she feels it her uninjured body jerks at the shock. Then again and again, until she isn't precisely jerking anymore - she 's screaming while at the same time severe to pick her body up off of the chair. It is surpassingly clear this is an experience that is taxing her. Because she not at any time stops screaming at the absolute top of her lungs while at the sort time she has very large tears dropping from each eye and snivel / slobber is pouring through gay males bdsm dating the holes in her face. Just the power she is expending with the screaming, crying and trying to have away has to be sucking what's left of her endurance away. It has become so much for her that she begins to violently jar her whole body in an effort to gain some of The all chair starts to move across the room now. I step up and be a nice guy and turn it down a bit. But I too pull down over her head a clear bag. A few holes prevail upon poked over her nose before taping the bottom of the wallet around her neck. There she's left, bag expanding and collapsing into the bargain her head as she tries to breath. I make sure to use the electricity right back up before leaving. As we watch her it is cloudless that as things become more intense the less she is talented to breathe inside that bag. She gets to the point where she cries out in long drawn out verses, the bag expanding and collapsing aye quicker. She starts to panic now. Nipple clamps are added that send her screaming in a one continuous, desperate plea. When she thinks she have power to't handle it anymore the bag is removed and replaced by a latex breath hood. Inside the hood I place her soiled panties. Once the shelter is on a cane is procured. Immediately I start in put ~ her thighs. Never giving her much of a break to penetrate in the previous caning, I just start tranny bdsm in on the next thigh. The screaming is so intense I can't even listen myself think. She is seriously trying to get away from the electricity under which circumstances taking these cane strokes at the same time. She desperately tries to be in possession of up and away from the chair to no avail. Within seconds she shows marks from the cane. I comprehend her voice had to be hoarse after this scene.
Elise did a destiny of rocking today. Rocking her body when in difficult, intense situations. This representation was no exception. Nude, in an elbow harness and atop The Wooden Horse, the signification she got on it she told me it was a shift designed for nothing but maximum discomfort. She's right, plus this undivided is electrified under the thighs and pussy. I drew her ankles up and tied them to the mare. Then I wrapped a rope around her chest and drew her wrists up to that such her elbows actually jutted away from her torso and kept her from easily resting her hands onto the gelding itself. I watched her a bit. Obviously turned on, she kept rocking her pussy in equalization of the A-frame of the horse, mouth ajar. That's at the time I picked up a wide leather belt and buckled it tightly surrounding her neck. Until she was gasping. So there she sits, precariously perched for the re~on that nothing prevents her fall but herself, with a wide leather zone around her neck and amperage running through her thighs and pussy. It is plain from the onset that she is going for the breathing concept, much like a pregnant woman does to get thru a pregnancy, at what place she concentrates on what's most important and all else filters from a thin to a dense state. Breath. Breath. Her horny ass starts to find a rhythm up in that place on The Horse. She shakes it back and forth in a rhythmic conduct. Clearly it works for her pussy 'cause she's so totally into the sort of is happening to her. So I tell her, if you have power to get yourself off, doing what you are doing, do it. And she at last does ... all by herself! But then she is punished for it. She's flogged through her breasts. We stop and watch her break down. Closing in steady her face. We know she wants to cum again. Big tears detain falling from her eyes. Her face is in distress. She's clearly lamenting when I ask her if she wants to cum. Between the sobs she says ... "ay".
In the end, she is taken off of the horse and box tied. Then walked to a small hole in the floor where she is told to enter into a denser consistence into the ground, in a small crawl space where she can be left for the night. Once the floor has been dismantled she is pushed into the den. Once inside she is walked to the bdsm snuff back of the cake entrance and told to get down on the ground. Onto her abdomen so I can place her into a hogtie for the going down of the sun. Once secured she is left to her own devices in the molecular concrete walkway beneath ground. I simply leave the hole I entered in, make gentle the floor and leave for the night. Elise is on her possess.
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