Bondage, Devicebondage, Domination, Feet, Fingering, Gag, Handler, Metal Bondage, Public, Sarah Jane Ceylon |
Ive shoot ever since I left the last one. My experience was deliciously hot the wait was torturous. With my neck and wrists in a fiddle and my knees shackled and chained to back of the neck, pulling on my throat head at an awkward angle that it begins. I am lying into the unpleasant wood and I can not seem to get comfortable. I attempt rolling in my side, making my elbows feel better, but I’m still straining to discover that unattainable place. Cyd begins the meeting with me and I sense my excitement begin to grow as we talk about the day’s options. I will get to perform some scene in my set, a dingy toilet that is public. I’m overjoyed at the proposal of an enema. That kind of humiliation gets me wet just thinking about it.It is bloated and black. I must be in some kind of box. My head is crushed against a wall facing me along with my toes scrape the wall . Leather straps which help keep my body curled into a little ball restrain me. Two dildos is that the wall directly behind me. One is shoved deep inside my pussy and the other is full of my bum. The box begins to move, bumping and jolting. It sounds like there are things from the box , as we proceed below my mind, which are rattling around. Small noises are made by me and try to shout out through the gag in my mouth. Suddenly there’s a blinding light. That looks and the doorways to my box are flung open and begins to pet my head. A barbell is produced by him and attaches it. I frown, confused. What would he be going? I don’t need to wait to find out, as he hooks the racket to one of the leather straps and I am dangled by the ceiling, dangling like a piece of meat. Exposed in his mercy and fully. Finally he lowers me on a cart, unhooks mepersonally, and wheels me away.To meet my dream in the filthy bathroom, I am bound and gagged on the cold ground. It is pitch black, save for a light blinding any hope I might have of seeing my surroundings. He waves about it in my face and then smokes a cigar. The excitement of never knowing what will happen next is turning me on to extents. Something is shoved in my ass. It becomes hot, afterward cools again. It is thrilling and terrifying all at once, and my enthusiasm grows. I desire more. But I am left alone on the floor. |
