Description: Elise has been left up in a concealment, lonely part of The Attic. Shes in the Spider Chair, de~d, ankles manacled to the legs while her wrists are bound to the exalt legs behind her. A rope twists around her neck and is tied distant from to the ceiling directly above her. This keeps her back rectilinear and her neck pulled up taunt. It also keeps her living restricted. As we find her she is writhing about, choking herself. It is for the most part as though she were in heat. Her pussy fully exposed and in the midst of trying to hump something that isnt there. Her breathing clearly distorted and gasping. She sometimes bucks her entire body looking for something to get off attached. Shes horny there in the attic with no way to earn off. And her body never stops moving the whole time. In a constant state of gyrations, of choking herself, the humping of air. Shes in make hot. After some time I finally go up into the attic to obstruction on her. Changing her position I untie her arms from the Spider Chair and afterwards tie them up over her head and slightly behind her. Now shes quartered and a sphere gag goes in to round things out. Without warning the flogger makes touch with her breasts, then continues down her chest before flogging her cunt. It happens such quickly, without time for her to prepare, that shes caught completely away guard. Within seconds she is crying. Screaming out. She tries to jar her body, to shake off the sting. But she can slenderly move as it is and then the flogger starts in attached her back. Some strikes make her cry out immediately while others farewell a mouth wanting to scream but unable to, at least because of the first few seconds afterward. She is sobbing as I determine judicially a broken piece of shingle lying on the floor. I take the of large size end and rough her nipples up with it and then stir to her cunt, wiping it vigorously over her clit. When Im executed shes a heaving, sobbing mess; unable to control her emotions. I clutch 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 trunk before running down off her pussy. One foot moves to its have tune. In response, I take thin leather strips and tie her inflated toes off to the chair. When Im done I flog her armpits. The screaming is for a like rea~n intense that I tell her to shut up and bdsm granis cease construction noise for any further strikes. Oh my god, I dont discern how she did it but she did. I struck that conscience so goddamn hard yet she didnt let a peep out. But her carcass was shaking and her mouth was locked down hard on that retch. When that vibrator finally hit her cunt you should have heard the begging. Shed been in warmth for some time and now and after all shed been thru, she was on the other side of desperate for Denied.
Now we find Elise nude and sitting in The Electric Chair. Shes gagged and shes tied in a means by which anything is reached that immobilizes her. Unable to move an inch she waits on account of the power to get turned on to the chair. She doesnt gain to wait long. The first time she feels it her total body jerks at the shock. Then again and again, until she isnt happy jerking anymore - she s screaming while at the same time grievous to pick her body up off of the chair. It is exceedingly clear this is an experience that is taxing her. Because she not ever stops screaming at the absolute top of her lungs while at the like time she has very large tears dropping from each eye and snot / slobber is pouring through the holes in her face. Just the animal spirits she is expending with the screaming, crying and trying to breed away has to be sucking whats left of her endurance gone. It has become so much for her that she begins to violently convulse her whole body in an effort to gain some of The unimpaired chair starts to move across the room now. I step up and have existence a nice bdsm torture guy and turn it down a bit. But I also pull down over her head a clear bag. A few holes master poked over her nose before taping the bottom of the wallet around her neck. There shes left, bag expanding and collapsing above the top her head as she tries to breath. I make sure to translate the electricity right back up before leaving. As we watch her it is without deductions that as things become more intense the less she is practical to breathe inside that bag. She gets to bdsm mpegs the point in which place she cries out in long drawn out verses, the bag expanding and collapsing always quicker. She starts to panic now. Nipple clamps are added what one. send her screaming in a one continuous, desperate plea. When she thinks she cant deal with it anymore the bag is removed and replaced with a latex power to ~e hood. Inside the hood I place her soiled panties. Once the conceal is on a cane is procured. Immediately I start in ~ward her thighs. Never giving her much of a break to be ~ed in the previous caning, I just start in on the next thigh. The screaming is so intense I cant even hear myself have in mind. She is seriously trying to get away from the electricity space of time taking these cane strokes at the same time. She desperately tries to induce up and away from the chair to no avail. Within seconds she shows marks from the cane. I discern her voice had to be hoarse after this scene.
Elise did a piece of land of rocking today. Rocking her body when in difficult, intense situations. This exhibition was no exception. Nude, in an elbow harness and atop The Wooden Horse, the moment she got on it she told me it was a device designed for nothing but maximum discomfort. Shes right, plus this common is electrified under the thighs and pussy. I drew her ankles up and tied them to the steed. Then I wrapped a rope around her chest and drew her wrists up to that in such a manner her elbows actually jutted away from her torso and kept her from easily resting her hands onto the colt itself. I watched her a bit. Obviously turned on, she kept rocking her pussy in preparation for the A-frame of the horse, mouth ajar. Thats when I piked up a wide leather belt and buckled it tightly around her neck. Until she was gasping. So there she sits, precariously perched as nothing prevents her fall but herself, by a wide leather belt around her neck and amperage running through her thighs and pussy. It is clear from the onset that she is going because the breathing concept, much like a pregnant woman does to induce thru a pregnancy, where she concentrates on whats most important and every one of else filters down. Breath. Breath. Her horny ass starts to fall in with a rhythm up there on The Horse. She shakes it back and abroad in a rhythmic manner. Clearly it works for her pussy final ~ shes so totally into what is happening to her. So I enumerate her, if you can get yourself off, doing what you are doing, answer it. And she ultimately does ... all by herself! But then she is punished because it. Shes flogged over her breasts. We stop and watch her infringe down. Closing in on her bdsm thumbnails video face. We know she wants to cum again. Big tears keep falling from her eyes. Her face is in griping. Shes clearly crying when I ask her if she wants to cum. Between the sobs she says ... "yea".
In the end, she is taken off of the horse and box tied. Then walked to a slender hole in the floor where she is told to enter downward 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 cavity. Once inside she is walked to the back of the cake entrance and told to get down on the ground. Onto her swelling so I can place her into a hogtie for the decline of day. Once secured she is left to her own devices in the microscopic 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 have a title to.
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