Gorgeous, graceful, and insect-phobic 120 makes her first trip to the farm, unaware that Mr. Pogo has taken a well-earned vacation. 120 loses her obsession with bugs when Mr. Pogo’s replacement gets her attention. Bound in fuckable positions, she is caned. A little softening up, as they say. Then the sound of a zipper, and before you know it, she’s fucked in alternating holes.
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This story begins with a pale autumn moon; hunting season has begun. Piglet is dressed all in blushing pink, shackled and helpless. Her chains clank as pd slaps her surprised face. She sits obediently in a chair, eyes wandering all around the bare hay-strewn room as she nervously awaits her fate.
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In the final article of her twelve-hour feed, cowgirl continues to prevail in spite of the difficult challenges she is faced with. She is first bound to a wooden T-cross with neck and wrists tied, knees bent, and feet resting on a short metal beam. Bravely and beautifully, she endures the intense position, silent tears staining her cheeks.
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Bondage is a sexual desire to see naked women suffer as they are tied up in unusual positions. To be beaten, whipped, caned, waxed, tied up, strapped down, and lifted into mid-air is not as easy as it looks. This process is extremely painful. The people of today enjoy looking at and being entertained with this sexual desire.
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Angelica suffers a grueling Live Feed of agony, laced with short bursts of ecstasy. Repeated strangulation, painful bondage and shackles, cigarette burns, caning, the milking machine, cunt torture, and orgasm leave her lost in a state of stupefying exhaustion.
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In the darkness, my fear is heightened. The anticipation of what’s to come builds inside my gut. In the darkness, I submit control. Acting on instinct, I take no responsibility for my actions. In the darkness, I see a little more clearly. I can no longer feel the mask that keeps me in the dark. My barrier from reality has become a part of me. It has become….comfortable.
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Smoldering like a bitch in heat, az makes cyd an offer – herself. So when az arrives at the farm, ScotT hands her a letter from cyd. It sets the conditions for her submission. Following instructions, az strips, locks a collar about her neck, assumes the ordered position, and waits.
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It starts with the image. The one that he has to see over and over. She’s manacled, hooded, shackled to a chair, chained to the wall in his dingy basement, downstairs, where everything begins, where it has to begin – at the bottom. Breasts, nipples, flush of pussy. It’s clear from that moment on that she alone can save him.
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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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Dressed in a conservative knee length skirt, matching top, and sensible high heels I awaited my fate, gagged and cuffed, while talking myself into the appropraite mood needed. Only at times was I aware of the movement around me instead I was attempting to control the drool that was forming around the tightly cinched rope wetting the mattress and smearing my freshly made up face.
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