The Fun of Enduring

Download HD Video (3.3 GB)


The world was black. I tried to sense around with my mitts and soles as I was dragged into the room. The utter silence inwards the thick leather was deafening. I had no idea what to expect. I had been hammered before. I had worked for Paintoy where I was severely beaten. On Hardtied I was used sexually for pleasure. With OT though I didn't know what would happen.The iron was cold against my skin. The beef whistle I was fastened to was too low for me to stand straight, but too high for me to get on all fours or sit. I could see him inspecting my assets as I struggled. His warped mind imagining what infernal delights he might visit upon me.The contraption is more versatile than I could have ever imagined. He lowers it and lifts it to introduce my assets in whatever stance he wants it. It's so simple yet so cruel. When he eventually approaches with the flog I can't help but flinch. I enjoy the feeling on my skin, but the violate gets me every time. His purpose couldn't be any better as my puffies and clit are the first-ever to get his attention. My thankfulness escapes my lips freely.