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Samsara used to be O.T.'s fave nymph to have fun with, but since he found Sierra Cirque, the only use he has for her is as a place for Sierra to sit or, on her good days, a contraption to make Sierra cum. He hogties Sierra with shackles and lays her down on what she at first thinks is a bench, but what turns out to be Samsara, trussed to pieces of knob with belts to form a table. What first gives it away is the whining. No matter what Sierra says, she can't get her to shut up so that she can concentrate on O.T. fingerblasting her moist pussy, so the 2 of them decide to put that facehole to work. O.T. shackles Sierra so that she is sitting with her legs spread and Samsara's face right inbetween them. Then uses Samsara for all she is good for: making Sierra spunk when his frigs get tired. She has a bit gag in, so it's a tiny firmer for her to slurp Sierra's pussy, but she doesn't have much of a choice. If she can't even do that what's the point of her? After working and working she finally gets Sierra off, making her unload all over Samsara's face. Running in rivulets moist with the spunk of the nymph O.T. has substituted her with, Samsara is then fettered upside down so that Sierra can use her as a tabouret while O.T. lashes both of their cootchies at once and then commences fucking Sierra with a iron twat hook. He keeps going until she pumps out again and O.T. reminds Samsara that she doesn't get to spunk anymore. She has lost that privilege. She is entirely abjected and entirely useless. And when he's done using her for his new girl, O.T. bags her up and takes her out with the trash.