Sierra Cirque (Creep Have fun With Naughty Bitch)

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Trips to the county honest are always resourceful. The beasts are handsome and there is that undertone of care and enjoy they receive. The contraptions of husbandry are especially interesting and one implement has always fired my imagination: the grooming table. It is with such gusto and reflection I stand over her now, liking a superb Camel smoke. She is most beautiful with a ebony latex bondage mask spread over her head. It is a ultra-cute contrast from that painted face mounted in the wall several days back. I tucked a duo condom tubes up her nose crevasses to guarantee there is no mishap with breathing. This was a safety measure as she has been locked on all 4s stewing since sunrise. My knees are me!!! The only ease is to cautiously string up my weight from that damnable donk hook he seems to enjoy so much. I’m sweating from this exertion. I perceive the sweat squelching around my chin and mouth. The tubes wedged up my nose are maddening and my breath is labored because of them. I am devoured in an oppressive, gloppy blackness. The pressure, which was a mere enjoyment when he pulled it over my head, is aching now. The wickedest kittling and pricking assaults my skin; I imagine it must be flies or mosquitos feasting. I hear the door slam. Tho' I cannot observe or hear his movements, I am sure he is up to something. My mind swirls with imaginings of what he is about to do. My head screams, “Please do something!” The terror of what my own thoughts conjure reverberate in this blackness. Do I feel that he is close? I hold my breath to empty any sound in my head. All of a sudden an acrid stench assaults my nose when I eventually inhale. That plower is deep-throating smoke at me. I can’t avert my head as it is locked at the neck. With every suck I receive another dose. I cannot break away it; I perceive dizzy -- my body tingles and trembles.