Dana, Part 1
Dana is brought to the farm locked inside a carbon fiber sarcophagus. Almost as soon as the lid comes off, her disdain for her tormentor is obvious. She tries to resist, but she can hardly move, can she? Her exceptional pussy, sumptuous and naturally unfolding like its hungry for cock, quickly becomes the object of torment. A van carries a carbon fiber container. Sounds of distress come from the inside. As it is unloaded, the container is seen to be in the shape of a human body. Once inside the barn, it is unlatched. And wedged neatly within, is Dana, securely strapped, her hands in mitts, and her head harnessed. Before long, Dana is seated upon a bed frame, her long legs tied unbearably wide. The knob of her clit, adorned with jewelry, is swelled and taut. A vibrator torments that luscious clit long and slow. And later, tied to a post with her hands over her head and one leg bound upward, she struggles, contempt written upon her face. Flexible and sinuous, Dana’s body snakes and writhes against the hated ropes. She writhes even more when a cattle prod shocks her over and over. In the final scene, her ankles are bound out and back to a crossbeam. Her pussy takes a long, nasty lashing. A flared dildo reams her cunt. Clamps pinch her nipples, and a vibrator returns to torment that pussy that looks to be more than a mouthful. It’s a full course dinner.
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