Infernalrestraints - Ass Trauma

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I've talked a bunch about the lovely Rain DeGrey. She has so much to suggest whenever I see her. Big tits, a rock hard ass, a glorious body, everything about her screams, “Torment me.” She loves pain. It's how she gets off. And it's a good thing, too, because she has a lengthy day ahead of her.There is a wooden post in the middle of the bedroom that is going to provide the central structure of Rain's bondage. From there I can lock her forearms and neck into place. A pair of iron pipes on the ground give me something to lock her ankles to. It leaves her baps and snatch exposed, a acquainted stance for her. I walk up and tell her what she already knows. Today is going to be intense. She has been with me before. She thinks she knows the drill. It embarks with some bondage, moves on to some discipline, everything gets more powerful and she gets the most outstanding climaxes of her life in the end. Normally that means starting with a singletail whip or maybe a cane. Today I'm going gay-for-pay for the whip. The lash lifts welts all over her assets as soon as it massages her skin. The bright crimson stripes commence crisscrossing her body, each deep-throat bringing out another one. They will turn into scars tomorrow, leaving her with dozens of lil' reminders of how this day started. She grunts and yells with each strike, but the ball gag in her facehole muffles it all.What is normally the finale is just the scorching up today. I strapped her baps off with leather g-strings to restrict the flow. It makes them firmer, purple, and immensely sensitive. She should be happy to have a man frolicking with her tits, but for some reason the only thing she does is groan at the top of her lungs every time my slapping paddle comes down on them. Well, I said she likes ache with her pleasure. I determined to see how much she likes having forceps on her nips and snatch while I give her a bit of stimulation. The celebrator is a small massager but it is powerful. Pressed against her clit, notably with forceps on, it can be more than enough to numb a gal's senses. Rain is a screamer and this level of energy is more than enough to have her groaning at the top of her lungs and fighting against the fetters holding her in place. Once I take the leather off of her baps you can see what all of the fuss was about. Her breasts are frosted in the purple scars that tell the story of the day. They won't be fading any time soon, but given how much of a ache tramp Rain is I think it's more likely she'll be frolicking with them when she jerks than calling me back to complain. I plan on making the back of her match the front. I have paddles and lashes ready to go, and successful for her there isn't a highly good way to bind her bootie cheeks off to make them more sensitive. It means I am going to have to work a lil' bit tighter to get the scars to show, but anything worth doing at all deserves doing right. Rain's revved around, but in nearly the same position. The most important differences are simple to see, though. A pair of leather ropes raise her bootie cheeks so that they are purrfectly places for punishment. Her ball gag as been substituted with a harness that glazes her facehole and unites her face to her post. It lets her see the top, which curves a nice lil' shelf for all of my toys. I lay them out in front of her so she can get a good glance at them all. I sense like a lil' anticipation heads a lengthy way. Each one perceives a bit different on her ass. Each one is going to leave a unique mark, on her bootie and on her psyche. It doesn't take much to make those marks, either. The scars are just as big and glorious on Rain's bootie as they were on her chest. And this time, when I grab a vibrator, I go for the gold. The Hitachi has given Rain knee-quaking, body-rocking climaxes before, so she knows what to hope as I press it against her clit. All of this enduring has made her snatch cascading humid and all she wants is to sense some pleasure. This lil' motorized threaten is going to give her more than she bargained for. Rain is used to having a quick spunk and relaxing. This plaything is going to rip numerous climaxes from her assets until her gams can slightly hold her up anymore. If it weren't for the restraints holding her up she would most likely collapse to the floor in a mud of skin and fluids. afterwards Rain and I have a highly nice chat. She tells me things about how much she loves to spunk after pain, as however I hadn't know. Even better, she gives us all a good glance at the aftermath of our joy times together. Her snatch is crimson from being worked so hard. Her bootie and baps are frosted in bruises. The cane marks all over her assets are still apparently visible. It's been a lengthy day and knowing Rain she'll be back and praying for more in no time.