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O.T. has Milcah Halili packaged around his finger, and chains packaged all around their body. They commence out in a ultra-cute little green dress and beige high heels, trussed with fetters so their gams are spread and their mitts locked firmly behind them. They have a bit gag in their jaws and a view of dread on their face, most likely for fine reason. O.T. spends a little time getting a sense for their body by poking and prodding it with a BBQ skewer before he indeed gets to work. He turns Milcah upside down and fetters their ankles in place so that their ass is sticking gay-for-pay up in the air, and their head is below their knees in a collar. They get down on all fours there on the box, incapable to move, as O.T. flogs up and down their hips and ass. They wince with each strike, as their flesh commences to turn colors and there are purple and crimson lines up and down the backs of their gams and ass. He uses a diversity of different width and material canes, detecting which kind gets the greatest reaction. Then he slams a metal rump butt-plug in their ass and embarks moving it around inwards of them as he uses a wand to vibrate their pussy. Then he shifts Milcah back onto their back so he has nicer access to their other hole. He glides a metal pussy hook inwards her and embarks pumping away at it, screwing her as once again he takes out the wand and places it right on her clit. Jism is pouring out of her pussy as it gets fucked, it's nearly too much for her to take. O.T. doesn't want to overwhelm her with pleasure, so hes stands her up and chains her wrists to the ceiling so he can whip her boobs and face.