Cherried Prolapse Part 1

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Just about every model who comes thru our basement has inhibitions about one thing or another. At some point during their time with us, nearly every single one has a moment where they are apparently only scared or only in pain, nearly like they don't want to be doing what they're doing anymore. Blossom, however, never for one second has that moment. She luvs every single bit of the work she does and you can read it plainly on her face. At first, London Sea has her tied up, face down on the floor, her wrists lashed stiffly to her ankles in a hogtie. Slowly, London unclothes her, very first removing the high heels, then pulling her micro-skirt up so she has access to her ass. London begins whipping her soles and moves up her calves all the way to her thighs. The sound of the whacks as the cane makes contact with flesh is remarkable, displaying just how rock-hard London is hitting, but equally remarkable is the sound of Blossom's laughter as she is beaten. She looks like she is having the time of her life. London has a sphere day with her, since it isn't so oftentimes that she gets a model who is so well-prepped and raring to try out anything she wants to do to them. She pulls a bag over Blossom's head to make it rock-hard for her to sigh and wraps her gullet in an electric gauze gag. She expands Blossom out opened up eagle on the floor, her wrists tied to the ground as far out as they can be stretched. She fastens binder forceps all over her body, going as far as to clip one on her tongue. Blossom flinches now and again, but mostly she just slurps it up. She lives to take a beating, and right now she is living life to the fullest.