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leep is fitful and only possible after the weariness of stable shifting around and adjusting the stones that are my bed. It perceives like my assets has been frosted in blows - the rocks are hurting me. Its getting colder. The sun is lower; It beams thru a window and illuminates the details of what hovers above me. I am one of those web tied carcasses. As it darkens, the chirps and squelches start -- shadowy flutters of darting fantoms swirl above me. They seem to be attracted by my presence -- regularly diving at me and bombing me with their droppings. The smell gets bigger fouler by the day; my wc is my bed. In the starting he would come and stand over me; staring, pissing, toying with himself. Today, when he brought me the slop, he was wearing a gas mask. The everyday chores of the lands are much more interesting as I permit my mind to roam to that creature entombed in my barn. It is less distracting of late because of the stink, and I now must face the task of cleaning it. I have prepared a platform based on the designs I have seen at the county fair; A grooming table that holds her wrist and ankles so she is on all fours. For days I have been content with just knowing that it was stored there. To compensate and motivate the chore of cleaning it, I want to take it to another level. I am going to bifurcate her -- 2 for one. At the head I will have her do makeup. The beef whistle deepthroating will have a classier feel. At the tail, a machine will soften and swell her vagina for my cock. Something is up; he’s standing over me holding the ebony head bag and that shitty pillar that locks around my neck. He orders me to role over onto my belly -- I know this drill, so I put my mitts behind my back immediately. (Reaching thru the grate he locks the fetters together.) He slips the bag on my head, spasms the chain cock-squeezing and locks it. I hear the muffled sound of the grate scratching on the concrete. He spasms me out of the fuck-hole by my neck. The concrete scraps my flesh as I struggle to build up my footing. This is the worst -- he thrusts me forward by that pole. It is a stifling scare -- I cannot watch where I am stepping. He seems to delight in letting me excursion or briskly ambling me into obstacles. I’m now on all 4s locked at the wrist and ankles. It must be a table or platform of some kind. He pulls the rubber hood off my head -- the aim of this position is suddenly clear. A bucket of soapy water and a hosepipe are lounging on the floor. Im sure he will make what is to come as awful as possible. I can’t help but breathe with good relief as this vile stench is about to be washed from me.
leep is fitful and only possible after the weariness of stable shifting around and adjusting the stones that are my bed. It perceives like my assets has been frosted in blows - the rocks are hurting me. Its getting colder. The sun is lower; It beams thru a window and illuminates the details of what hovers above me. I am one of those web tied carcasses. As it darkens, the chirps and squelches start -- shadowy flutters of darting fantoms swirl above me. They seem to be attracted by my presence -- regularly diving at me and bombing me with their droppings. The smell gets bigger fouler by the day; my wc is my bed. In the starting he would come and stand over me; staring, pissing, toying with himself. Today, when he brought me the slop, he was wearing a gas mask. The everyday chores of the lands are much more interesting as I permit my mind to roam to that creature entombed in my barn. It is less distracting of late because of the stink, and I now must face the task of cleaning it. I have prepared a platform based on the designs I have seen at the county fair; A grooming table that holds her wrist and ankles so she is on all fours. For days I have been content with just knowing that it was stored there. To compensate and motivate the chore of cleaning it, I want to take it to another level. I am going to bifurcate her -- 2 for one. At the head I will have her do makeup. The beef whistle deepthroating will have a classier feel. At the tail, a machine will soften and swell her vagina for my cock. Something is up; he’s standing over me holding the ebony head bag and that shitty pillar that locks around my neck. He orders me to role over onto my belly -- I know this drill, so I put my mitts behind my back immediately. (Reaching thru the grate he locks the fetters together.) He slips the bag on my head, spasms the chain cock-squeezing and locks it. I hear the muffled sound of the grate scratching on the concrete. He spasms me out of the fuck-hole by my neck. The concrete scraps my flesh as I struggle to build up my footing. This is the worst -- he thrusts me forward by that pole. It is a stifling scare -- I cannot watch where I am stepping. He seems to delight in letting me excursion or briskly ambling me into obstacles. I’m now on all 4s locked at the wrist and ankles. It must be a table or platform of some kind. He pulls the rubber hood off my head -- the aim of this position is suddenly clear. A bucket of soapy water and a hosepipe are lounging on the floor. Im sure he will make what is to come as awful as possible. I can’t help but breathe with good relief as this vile stench is about to be washed from me.
Added: 2017-01-23 • Views: 1 • Duration: 50:55
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