Infernalrestraints.com – The Interrogation Safira Angel 2007 Kinky Fetish

Spooky killer hood. Wrists and throat secured the stretch, to a post in her arms a little . All of her weight rests upon her buttocks and thighs, settling on a bed of spikes. What predominates is that her deep breathing. He reminds her that now it is about suffering, not gender. And a belt comfortable about her shoulders is cinched by him. More than intense that is tight. Pressure round the torso has the same affect as round the neck because he informs her. She goes glassy-eyed. He slaps on her cheeks. Not much reaction. He relents.She’s ordered to undress. It is difficult. She is still half-gone. A triangle of sweat wets her T-shirt involving her neck and breasts. With desire, when he rubs her clit, she is soppy. Whether he provides pleasure or her pain, the lines in her face seem like tragedy. He tells her to put off herself. Her fingers circle and flick her pussy. She’s but never once does she smile.With wrists and ankles locked in stocks that are double, she can be dismembered, no hands or feet. Spikes’ bed braised the skin of her buttocks. Angry red welts. He flogs it her bum. He fucks her mouth-hole with a handheld cock. Her thighs shake. She’s fucked in her cunt. He torments her pussy. Her clit goes stiff and pointy. And after she’s she is saturated in the cunt like a few slut trapped giving anything for a moment of release.