Samsara, Sierra Cirque

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Samsara used to be O.T.'s dearest female to have fun with, but since he found Sierra Cirque, the only use he has for her is as a place for Sierra to sit or, on her great days, a implement to make Sierra cum. He hogties Sierra with fetters and lays her down on what she at first thinks is a bench, but what turns out to be Samsara, corded to lumps of stiffy with belts to shape a table. What first gives it away is the whining. No matter what Sierra says, she can't get her to shut up so that she can focus on O.T. finger-tickling her raw pussy, so the 2 of them determine to put that jaws to work. O.T. fetters Sierra so that she is sitting with her gams stretched and Samsara's face right between them. Then uses Samsara for all she is great for: making Sierra jizz when his frigs get tired. She has a bit gag in, so it's a lil firmer for her to eat Sierra's pussy, but she doesn't have much of a choice. If she can't even do that what's the point of her? After working and working she eventually gets Sierra off, making her sploog all over Samsara's face. Dribbling raw with the jizz of the female O.T. has replaced her with, Samsara is then chained upside down so that Sierra can use her as a stool while O.T. canes both of their fuckboxes at once and then begins nailing Sierra with a iron fuckbox hook. He keeps going until she unloads again and O.T. reminds Samsara that she doesn't get to jizz anymore. She has lost that privilege. She is entirely humiliated and entirely useless. And when he's done using her for his new girl, O.T. bags her up and takes her out with the trash.