Chelsea

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It is a sunny, warm day here at The Attic. Chelsea is naked and chained outside in the blazing sun on a wire framework bed. Her wrists are cuffed to the sofa above her head, her neck has a iron collar around it that is also chained to the sofa frame. She cannot lift her head. Finally, each ankle is chained and stretched far apart so that her fuck-fest is accessible, visible. As time passes she becomes more and more clumsy in the sun, her honest flesh burns easily. The ebony ball gag buckled into her face slot keeps her calm and adds another layer of dissatisfaction to her. The warmer it gets the more she attempts to free her wrists. She keeps looking at each one, attempting to pull her mitt free sans a smidgen of success. JR finally emerges and willingly inquires about how hot is out here, how hot she is getting. He doesn't care, as he places a clear cylinder over her joy button he embarks saying her she needs a sun sunburn anyway. After peeling her camel toe and spandex hood back he places the cylinder right over her joy button and embarks gargling it into the tube with a mitt pump. She flinches a tiny a first-ever but as it becomes drawn deeper and deeper into the cylinder she embarks to cry out. We can see her naughty bit in there, too. It seems to draw deeper and deeper into it even after JR has left her. She has a renewed feel of wanting free now and fights stiffer to do so. When JR comes back he is carrying a dildo with The Milky Boy affixed to the end. He mounts it in her pussy and then links it to the sofa so it lingers deep inwards her. Once he is satisfied it isn't going to become dislodged he spends a tiny time kittling her. Starting at the soles of her soles he finally moves around to her underarms and down her sides. She attempts to thrash about but she is so safely affixed to the sofa framework she can do tiny more than cry out and pray --which she does. Tiresome of that tiny game he heads back to her joy button jail and embarks to tug on it, thump it, twist it. Her fuck-fest is drawn deep inwards and is becoming purple on the end. He tells her how plowed up it looks, like maybe she won't be able to use it anymore. He takes a Celebrator and runs it up and down the hard-on of the cylinder -vibrating everything inside. She slams her eyes shut and turns her head as tho it were unspoiled misery. When he finally eliminates the cylinder her joy button comes out slowly, with a strong, high-pitched gargling noise. It is deformed now, discolored, trio times its usual size, swollen and sensitive. JR takes the Celebrator and places it directly onto it. Her entire bod tenses, she shifts her head back and forth, she attempts to lift her head but cannot. She simply has it lie there and suffer it, whining and blubbering the entire time it takes place. Her gams and pelvis commence to jiggle as tho she wants to cum, wants release. JR suddenly stops. He heads to fetch a pail of cold water, comes back and then tosses it onto her. She is entirely doused, and unexpectedly at that.