She's headless. Her body hangs upside down in the dim light bdsm torture of the barn. Her derm is smooth, pale. The lines of her body lovely, perhaps made again beautiful by the stark image, the way her head is gone, disappearing into a lair in the center of a large box sitting on the barn nonplus.
As the shoot progresses, the images come in waves. . . Her obscurity as she's hanging. . .Her face, partially obscured, seen through the glory-hole of a rusted metal box. . .The way she scurries like a spider by her ankles locked to her wrists. She's wearing heels, and he drags her ~ dint of. the hair. . . And then the slow construction bdsm mpegs of an image seen slow ago. Was it crucified bdsm Cowgirl? PD builds Calico in steps upward to the time when she's held in the air, her cunt and pussy cupped ~ means of a curve of steel, her crucified woman bdsm clit and labia protruding through a slit. Her legs are straight and locked outward, her hair tied directed to a higher place. But in Calico's case, she's wearing the strangulation belt. Her arms and hands are strapped in reverse prayer position.
Throughout the contrive of images, PD whips her. He canes her ass in red streaks. Two strings of drop saliva drip from her upper and lower lips. She comes, and in consequence she can't come. Her clit's over-sensitized, then she's deadened. She wiggles. She crawls. She moans, squeals, and screams. And at the close, when PD's caning her armpits because she lost a sport she was set up to lose, she grits her teeth in rage.
No one will be able to see these marks, PD says for the re~on that he whacks away. He makes her to thank him. And therefore he vibrates her one last time. Maybe she came. Or maybe she was just screaming from the pain. After all, her clit took entirely a beating. She begs him to stop. And then it's from one side of to the other, the end.
But the images linger.
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