Sierra Cirque - Creep Charnel

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The coyotes will have a feast; her valiva runs enormous and copiously. I am beside myself with this whore. She cringes at my attentions yet her assets pulses, reaching out for more. This is the ultimate state and the final betrayal. Her mind and sense of self have hopelessly failed. I readied her with a cock-squeezing clam truss and positioned her in the middle of the mattress. Devices of invasion encircle the altar. Letting her stew for a duo hours will afford her the chance to amuse herself by imagining how they all will be used. It was time for the trail. Blindfolded and guided by the string cleaving her fuckbox she is spasmed up the hill. Every step is a scare and her soles are jabbed by bristle and shale. Arriving at the grotto I bind her to a tree. Her skull crevasse is rammed with 2 store rags and sealed with packing tape. For added measure her jaw is sealed shut with a wrap over the top of her head. Her wails will scarcely be audible over the caw of the crows. The crows are proclaiming a fresh arrival; the celebrate is at hand. Lets start with some red life essence drawn as the whinge of the mosquito fades in an out about her head.