Dixon Mason - Shackled and Tamed

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Dixon Mason sums up the allure of tool restrain bondage perfectly. With rope there is jiggle room, there is a opportunity to squirm and escape, but with metal there is no hope. It is cold and unyielding, the flawless counter point to the sensuality of rope. She commences off corded with tape. It isn't the way she thought this was going to start, but hastily it begins to turn into something else. A metal cangue around her neck fastens her by a chain to the ceiling. It keeps her in place in a way she did not expect. She can't relieve her gams or even hunch sans the metal pulling against her throat. Worse, she can't stir far from where she is. PD knows it and takes total advantage, caning her backside mercilessly. When the metal is around her wrists and ankles she moves down to the floor. The club that keeps her gams apart unsheathes her pussy to a fierce caning. Her tits are trussed off to make them more delicate for their own abuse. She talked about it earlier, the effect restrain bondage and discipline has on her body. The bruises haven't even embarked to shape but her pussy is dripping wet. She isn't fairly able to spunk from the anguish but the Electro-hitachi on her clittie will get her the rest of the way there. Dixon's a bit weary after her orgasms, but PD's mate Masturbate Strike is here and he hasn't had his turn with her yet. Now the metal pubs and fetters have her on her back with her gams opened up up into the air. The metal cell on her head blocks out all of the light but amplifies every sound around her. The sounds of sole steps, the lash coming down on her legs, even her own yells are made louder as they echo in the lil prison. She is going to spunk again, stiffer this time, and as the flaps of climaxes take her assets she will get the exact perceiving she wants, bucking against the merciless bondage.