Infernalrestraints.com – Processed Erika Kole 2007 BDSM

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Plus steel plus mass equals a torment. As everyone at Infernal Restraints prepares for the fire, PD preps Erika, locking her and leaving to languish. Her neck has been clamped inside a collar. Her wrists, she pulled up into a stressful strappado behind her, and keep her on her feet. It is. PD ignores her except to raise up her a few more inches, increasing the drag downward. It is nothing really, a matter of math. A pair of scissors snips in her tuft of hair. Erika’s T-shirt is shredded by PD. Snip extends her bra. The trick of a singletail rips at that little tuft of pussy hair and chest, and in her tummy. Subsequently she’s turned so she strikes the wall. The whip goals her ass and back. And as she fusses, attempting to pull away from the point of the whip, her back arches. Her body is amazing in profile as she strains against the metallic and gravity.Erika’s wrists are shackled supporting and attached into a thick, scratchy rope that is dragged her through her crotch (a horrible little distress ) and tied up. Nipple clamps pull on her tits upward also. Takes its own toll, as a moment of truth, of inhabiting a body, the pain. A apparatus makes its debut. Erika stands on a wooden crossbeam with wrists and her head wrapped in shares. Her holes are investigated by his fingers. Then a cane destroys her ass, thighs, buttocks and feet. Erika keeps a continuous stream of cries up, all night such as some secretive creature that cries. A plank slides between her thighs. The beam beneath her toes is removed. Her burden rests there upon her cunt. Gravity wins.Hanging in a very small cage, a dental gag retains Erika’s mouth open. Where pussy juice wets her hole, drool runs from her lips to her cunt. Even the machine stands in the ready. Shepenetrated and’s positioned, as if it is her cunt that serves the machine. It pounds away in of her. And Erika’s cries create such a clamor.He’s done with her now. The device is silent. The crate slides across a railing until it hangs over a box that is waiting. Erika’s diminished indoors, cage and all. The lid slams closed, latched, and a breathing pipe screwed in place. Erika stream of sound goes on. Far away. A universe apart.

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