Hardtied Cherried Blossom Part 1

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Just about every model who comes through our dungeon space 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 obviously only intimidated or only in pain, nearly like they don't want to be doing what they're doing anymore. Blossom, however, never for one 2nd 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 corded up, face down on the floor, her wrists cropped stiffly to her ankles in a hogtie. Slowly, London unclothes her, very first liquidating the high heels, then pulling her micro-skirt up so she has access to her ass. London commences lashing her soles and moves up her calves all the way to her thighs. The sound of the whacks as the lash makes contact with flesh is remarkable, flashing just how stiff London is hitting, but identically phenomenal 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 area day with her, since it isn't so often that she gets a model who is so well-prepped and raring to attempt out anything she wants to do to them. She pulls a bag over Blossom's head to make it stiff for her to sigh and wraps her gullet in an electrified gauze gag. She widens Rosebud out spread eagle on the floor, her wrists corded to the ground as far out as they can be stretched. She attaches binder clips all over her body, going as far as to clamp one on her tongue. Rosebud flinches now and again, but mostly she just eats it up. She lives to take a beating, and right now she is living life to the fullest.