Insex - Water Wheel (Live Feed From February 22, 2003) (Lorelei)

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I sense stunning and sugary-sweet both, to start with. Trussed tightly, brief skirt, gams exposed. Soles leaned in platform heels, waiting... titillated and nervous. Then on the floor, blind and gagged. Trussed more firmly now. I sense primal, feral. An brute groaning and wriggling. I am trying to avoid the electrical sharpness of the cattle prod. I am terrified. A rush of relief when I ultimately find the fucktoy he has thrown, accomplish my task. I rest briefly, reminisce to breathe. As I am manacled and belted in the metal chair my dread mounts again, breath quickens. I think: this can't be happening... but I've asked for it. My clit is suctioned and swelling. My nips burn. My face gets taller raw with tears. He turns up the strength of the electricity. I am searing not just on my twat and breasts, but inwards and thru my body. I am yelling and streaming tears. It is painful, but also letting out and redeeming somehow; when he determines I've had enough, I sense - not violated - but stronger.