ITA - Zayda J.

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22 yr aged Zayda is back to The Attic again where she gets to live out a lil fantasy. Very first we find Zayda in a frogtie atop a petite table. A nose hook keeps her head held up high as does the hair bind into her meaty toes. Her tits are dangling off the end of the table. She's there, fighting around, attempting to get more comfortable. She told me she was thirsty when she got here --as usual. So I sat a wooden pole in front of her and positioned a mutt cup on top of it. After pouring in some corn flakes and adding cold water to it I encourage her to delve in and eat. She can't do it though, or so she says. The nose hook and hair bind just will not let her head glob down far enough to reach the corn flakes in the bowl. I tell her to keep attempting though. I ask her if I hang two poke weights off each nip if that will help. She prays me not to do it. I do it anyway. And when those nip clamps get affixed she wails out in pain. She instantly commences to cry. Then I hang the weights from them. She embarks to sob, heaving-ly. meaty tears flipping out of her eyes. At least she has something to cry about this time. She's told to munch the food now. She's perched up high on her table, the weights on her tits sway about as she munches her dinner from a mutt bowl. Nice, wet, cold and watered down corn flakes. She has them all over her lil piggy facehole now and running down her neck as she is encouraged to munch every last one. For an added distraction I place the petite Electro-hitachi onto her cunt. But she's told to keep eating and not to stop. Suddenly, one of those two poke weights pulls itself off and stuffs to the floor below. She wails out in agony and embarks to wail, to cry relentlessly. I shriek at her to keep eating the food. Then I slam the meaty Electro-hitachi onto her cage and she's beside herself. She can't take any direction now. I'm bellowing at her to keep eating and she just keeps sobbing and crying. When her face does get in the cup all you hear are silenced cries underneath the corn flake water as she sobs underneath the surface. She has corn flakes all over her face and neck, her entire face is humid with food particles stuck to it, tears course out of each eye, that one last weight on that nip is flapping frantically now and then All of a sudden we hear a desperate yell for permission to cum. And when she came she strewn her vag fluids all over my arm, the table and onto the floor. Perhaps the most dump I've ever seen Zayda eject from her cunt. When that climax came on she had food flying out of her mouth, the view on her face told me she was birthing something out her crevasse and the wails of "Oh God!" were deafening. And then she had another one.