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I keep to myself mostly. Don’t make a habit of poking my nose around where it don’t belong. But I was out hunting squirrel one day and my eyes about popped out of my head seeing what I saw coming down that old logging road. There’s a guy named Joe lives way back up the mountain. He’s never been much for socializing. But in the woods that day, there he was, driving his pickup on the logging road. And damned if there weren’t three girls tied behind that truck buck naked, like they was livestock. He had their necks all yoked together. Their hands were tied behind their backs. They had big old pieces of wood tied in their mouths so they couldn’t make much of a sound.

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Transformed from a young, girlish bondage slut to a full-breasted, round-bellied woman, bondage always becomes her. These shoots show Shonta before and during her pregnancy. She begins the first shoot seated on a trunk, restrained with belts. PD uses a heat gun to shrink-wrap a plastic bag over her face. Bound into a tight ball, she is packaged and sealed in saran wrap. Her air-flow is controlled through a long breathing tube.

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I notice it is dark outside and the moon casts an erie glow on the night. The sky changes quickly. Thunder rumbles in the distance, bringing a heavy downpour for the morning. I have plenty to keep me busy till the rain stops outside.

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Among Strangers

It was simply the trip from hell. The train was delayed at every station. Seemingly on purpose. Every city that train pulled into, had some type of problem. What was supposed to be a nice, relaxing 10 hour trip, turned out to be a nightmarish 18 hours. There was only one thing on my mind when I got off that train.. sleep. But that wasn’t going be happening any time soon. There was still another hour of traveling to do. The hotel was on the other side of town. At this point, meeting the men that Master had made the arrangements with, was the very last thing on my mind. I had some attitude, and it clearly showed. However, that would soon be remedied. The morning would come quick for me…hardly quick enough for Master.

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CunTree

Their bodies talk to me, telling me what they need. That’s how I choose my girls. Tight skirts. Panty-lines. Nipples and spandex. And that girl smell.

I feel bad for them, of course I do. They’re so young and soft and fresh, and I’m hard on them. I have to pull the ropes tight. I make them do things they don’t want to do. I push things in their mouths and tape them good. And I put things inside them at other places too….

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