Tyler (aka Tyler Scot), 411 - Tyler File 1 - Outdoor, Vibrator, Cigarette Torture
BDSM - Tyler (aka Tyler Scot), 411 - Tyler File 1 - Outdoor, Vibrator, Cigarette Torture, added Wed, 07 Dec 2022 07:20:02 +0200
Cast: Tyler (aka Tyler Scot), 411
Genres: BDSM, Bondage, Dildo, Vibrator, Outdoor, Cigarette Torture
When I get up from my bed, the sky is pitch-black. My body is covered with sweat, but I feel cold and shivering. It was almost real. It flashes back at me in flashes. It's like a storm. The lightening flashes reveal everything for a moment. Then it's back to dark. I look up and see a house in a small village I don't know. As he stares evilly, a man in black throws me to my knees, taps me up and takes my underwear off. Tyler, my friend, is lying in the tub convulsing and moaning. She has her mouth taped and her shirt over her head. There's nothing I can do. I can't even help myself. I can see myself, alone, at the card table, shaking in fear. He is above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do, and what the next torture will look like. When he approaches, the heat from his cigarette warms my skin. It burns my skin. He touches it to my breasts. He touches it gently at first, and then he presses harder until red dots appear around my nipples. He then slowly drags the item across my stomach and presses into my clit. I scream and moan in pain. I am staking out, my arms and legs spread out wide, and my back is arched over a thick and round log. Oil drenched my body and eyes, leaving them unable to see. Exhausted and unable, I am nothing more than a lifeless, limpid mass of flesh, an ornament to his lawn. There's another cabin, surrounded by trees, and the same man smiling. He takes us down and leads them into the wilderness as two dogs on one leash. He holds our legs open with branches, and smirks at our silly walking. My pussy pokes were pierced by the splintery, hard dildo. He prods me with every step, looking for a tender spot. He attaches us to a tree, leaving us naked, vulnerable, and restricted. Only able communicate with muffled grunts and desperate eyes. We also struggle to be free. I am reminded of trees. Two trees, facing eachother. We are bound to them to share our pain. Our cries merge to form a single, angsty tune. I see tyler writhe beneath the ropes, rubbing against the hard, scratchy bark. I can see her despair in her eyes. She is trapped. So am I. He strikes her with a thin branch from a tree until her thighs and tits are covered in red lashes. I cringe at each sound and look down at my sensitive breasts, which are made purple by the leather. It will soon be my time. Last thing I remember is that he grumbles and throws me into a hole. bdsm-files.club
Format: mp4
Duration: 33:01
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 4827kbps
Audio: 120kbps
File size: 1.2 GB
