Solid: Tyler (aka Tyler Scot), 411
Categories: BDSM, Bondage, Dildo, Vibrator, Out of doors, Cigarette Torture
The sky is pitch black after I shoot up in mattress. My physique is roofed in sweat however I’m shivering and chilly. The nightmare was so vivid, nearly actual. It comes again to me in flashes. Like in a storm, how the lightening reveals every thing for a quick second. After which all is darkish once more. I see a home in a small city I do not acknowledge. A person in black grinning evilly as he throws me to the ground, tapes me up, and yanks my underwear off. My good friend tyler is within the bathtub moaning and convulsing with mouth taped and shirt over her head. There may be nothing I can do to assist her. I can not even assist myself. I see myself alone, belted all the way down to a card desk, trembling in worry. He stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do now, what the subsequent torture might be. The warmth of his cigarette warms me when he nears. My pores and skin is hungry to really feel its burn. He touches it all the way down to my breasts. Softly at first, then more durable, in order that pink dotted rings seem round my nipples. Then he drags it slowly down throughout my abdomen and presses it firmly into my clit. I moan and scream in . I’m staked out with legs and arms unfold extensive and again arched over a thick, spherical log. Eyes closed, physique immobile and drenched with oil. Exhausted and unable to wrestle, I’m nothing however a dull, slimy mass of flesh, an decoration for his garden. Then there is a cabin surrounded by woods and that very same man with that very same grin. He strips us down and leads us into the wilderness like two on a single leather-based leash. Our legs are held open with branches and he appears to be like again to smirk at our foolish waddling stroll. The onerous, splintery dildo shoved deep into my pussy pokes and prods with every step, trying to find a young spot. He tethers us to a tree and leaves us there, bare, susceptible, and restrained. Solely capable of talk with determined eyes and muffled groans. Concurrently, we pressure to free ourselves. I keep in mind timber. Two of them, dealing with one another. And we’re sure to them, to share our struggling. Mouths filled with picket gags, our cries mingle to create a single, anguished tune. I watch tyler writhe below the ropes, rubbing her delicate pores and skin in opposition to the powerful, scratchy bark. I see the despair in her eyes. She is trapped. And so am I. He strikes her with a skinny tree department until tits and thighs are coated with pink lashes. I cringe on the sound of every stroke and look down at my very own delicate breasts, made purple and bulbous by the leather-based round them. My time will come quickly sufficient. The very last thing I recall: he’s grumbling and tossing me right into a hole. "Gotta bury the proof," I believe he mentioned. He covers me in filth packed tightly as much as my neck. He brings tyler out, buries her head, and secures her toes with picket stakes. After putting a hoop gag in my mouth, he unzips his pants and relieves himself, spraying pee throughout each of us. Then he walks away, abandoning us. I’m left with that image in my thoughts. A disembodied head and a decapitated physique baptized with the piss of our captor. Simply the thought sends chills crawling down my backbone. However I’m secure at dwelling. And there’s no man in black. As a result of it was all only a dream. Proper?
Format: mp4
Length: 33:01
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4827kbps
Audio: 120kbps
File dimension: 1.2 GB
