repetitive squeak of metal against metal. She swings, strapped
onto a steel grate that's hanging mid-air, parallel to the floor.
Her neck and torso are strapped tight. Her lower legs and arms
have been pulled through the grate, folded backwards, and fixed
in place. Mr. Pogo slips into her cunt, fucking her. The grate,
perfectly balanced, pivots easily. Her head angles downward,
her mouth at cock height. A flogger strikes her breasts, giving
them a blush. The whip that slaps her pussy colors her labia
rosy. He sits in front of her face. Manipulating first one hole,
then the other. It doesn't take long. She comes quickly, happy.
twenty-years-old, and she's been doing
BDSM with her boyfriend since she was eighteen. With clear eyes
and creamy skin, she's restrained with cable ties as PD
interviews her. And it's obvious, her love of the play.
As soon as he slaps her face her body goes into a sexual meltdown. And
later, she's locked into the Fiddle so that she's
forced to kneel. PD whips her with a singletail until she's
striped red. She takes it like she's had quite a lot
of practice. And her pussy's dripping wet.
a metal bit-gag and a waist belt that pokes a huge wooden prod
inside her cunt, Bronte fusses when PD canes her.