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Her eyes wide with surprise at the severity of her punishment.
She finds the metal allows her no motion as red marks swell up on her ass.
But Lorelei's pussy gives her away. It is dripping and hot. Next, the singletail adds just a dash of stinging pain to her welts. As a reward she gets the attitude adjuster deep in her cunt. And the vibrator increases the stimulation until she can’t hold back any more. Leaving her even more immobilized than she thought possible. An ass hook is thrust into her anus and her asshole is chained tightly to a pole above her head. Now leather straps bind her legs apart, arms up in the air. She can handle pain, but something in her face says perhaps this was a bit more than she was expecting. Her tits and pussy are flogged as Lorelei's gaze remains steadily on the floor. Clothespins pinch tender bits of flesh on her breasts, torso, and pussy and Lorelei lets out shaky moans through her gag.
She holds her own, challenging him in the depths of her eyes.
So he raises it a notch, ripping off all the clothespins at once, leaving Lorelei to come in a drooling, moaning heap. Later on, Lorelei finds herself face down again, strapped to a sawhorse. She is skewered like a pig, stuck fast, with one pole down her throat and another in her cunt.
Lorelei's still-tender ass is flogged once again.
Nosehooks are the final humiliation, and yet still there is a challenging look in her eyes. She cries and fights through the gag, wiggling her feet in defiance, but they are the only thing she can move. My prrevious experience was so deliciously hot that the wait to come back was torturous. With my neck and wrists in a fiddle and my ankles shackled and chained to back of my neck, pulling my neck head in an awkward angle it begins. I am lying on my stomach, hip bones and elbows digging into the harsh wood and I can't seem to get comfortable. I try rolling on my side, which makes my elbows feel momentarily better, but I am still straining to find that unattainable tolerable position. cyd begins the interview with me like this and I feel my excitement begin to rise as we discuss the possibilities of the day. I will get to do a scene in my favorite set, a dingy old public bathroom. I am overjoyed at the suggestion of an enema. That kind of humiliation gets me wet just thinking about it. It is dark and cramped.
I must be in some sort of box.
My head is smashed against a wall in front of me and my feet scrappe the wall behind me. I am restrained by leather straps which keep my body curled into a libtle ball. Two dildos protrude from what I can only assume is the wall right behind me. One is shoved deep in my already dripping pussy and the other is stuffed in my ass. The box begins to move, jolting and bumping along as though it is rolling over uneven ground. It sounds like there are things in the box with me, below my head, that are rattling around as we move. I make small noises and try to cry out through the gag in my mouth. The doors to my libtle box have been flung open and he appears and begins to pet my head in an almost tender way. He produces a pulley and attaches it to a point in the ceiling. I frown, confused. What could he be planning?
I don't have to wait long to find out, as he hooks the pulley to one of the leather straps binding me.

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