In the debut of the Insex Farm, sassy sub 49 is relocated to the country for a sample of the simple life.
Manhandled and dragged into the barn, her lithe, limber body is tossed onto the floor. PD hogties her tightly then pulls down her skirt and tank top, leaving her skin bare as she writhes against the itchy hay.
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In her first trials at Insex, feisty 49 gives PD and Matt a real challenge. After her interview, she attempts to escape the ropes that hold her arms behind her back. PD uses hooks to pull her nose up and to lift the corners of her mouth into a smile. He pushes her dress down, revealing her firm breasts, then allows her to continue writhing in vain.
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After submitting to PD, 49 reveals her naughty side, showing off her own skills with rope and whip. Bent over with arms bound to legs, 49 waddles around the studio, lead by a rope running through her crotch. Balled up on the ground, her ass and pussy are offered perfectly for a leather paddle…
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The farmer in black strikes again and continues with his mission to transform spoiled city girls into wet, wanton bondage sluts. Stolen from their comfortable homes, 49, 412, and 731 are first introduced to PD’s barn.
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Trailings is a compilation of slices, brief views as though through a window. The focus is bondage. The medium is flesh. The first is bound in a hogtie, still clothed in jeans, sneakers and tight top. The ankles keep tension on a rope that is wound about her neck. She struggles, growing pale as time passes. A pulley is lowered. The rope that attaches her ankles to her neck is raised, creating a curved bow to her body and a faint blue about her eyes and mouth.
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I asked this bitch out for a date because she is always coming on to me. She blew me off. So I thought, “no way is she going to be a dick teaser and then turn me down”. I had to have her, one way or the other, so that night I dressed all in black and wore a net over my face, even though I knew she would recognize my voice.
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