White pearly Cunt

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Her wrists, ankles, and neck are handcuffed to a dentist chair. She's semi-reclined - a comfy position. Before the shoot is over, sybil's wracked with pain. Even a whipping is preferable to what PD dishes out. His specialty. Restrain bondage as torment. The bit of the new metal head corset makes her gag over and over. It wrenches the ribs, the chest, the organs of the body. Then PD indulges in a tiny waterboarding. It's just terror. Nothing horrible. Not yet. When he stimulates her she comes like an animal, prodding her muff upward, like she could gobble his arm with her cunt. It's just another PD trick, those orgasms. The doorway to Hell. It's an angst machine. A figure breaker. He uses bilbos to fold her body. Nothing is soft. Nothing forgiving. And she gags repeatedly from the metal lump in her mouth. Spit runs down her chin like someone revved on a faucet. When he lashes her, it's a relief. Because now it's flawless - her misery. Locked onto a cross with the of her weight enduring down on a acute edge, she's undone. But this time PD has no mercy. Do you want to go back in the bilbos? he says. She sobs. When he whips her, she roars with pain. And when she comes, she roars with the same brute roar like she's busting out, gushing into some new creature made of nothing but devastation and want. She thanks him in her subservient sybil voice, because, she most likely thinks - now it's over. But PD has other plans. A half hour on the cross, he says.