Zayda J

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22 yr older Zayda is back to The Attic again where she gets to live out a lil' fantasy.f Very first we find Zayda in a frogtie atop a smallish table. A nose hook keeps her head confined up high as does the hair tie into her thick toes. Her bumpers are dangling off the end of the table. She's there, struggling around, attempting to get more comfortable. She told me she was thirsty when she got here --as usual. So I sat a wooden pole in front of her and positioned a cup on top of it. After pouring in some corn flakes and adding cold water to it I encourage her to delve in and eat. She can't do it though, or so she says. The nose hook and hair tie just will not let her head spurt down far enough to reach the corn flakes in the bowl. I tell her to keep attempting though. I ask her if I hang 2 smash weights off each nipple if that will help. She prays me not to do it. I do it anyway. And when those nipple clamps get affixed she screams out in pain. She instantaneously starts to cry. Then I hang the weights from them. She starts to sob, heaving-ly. Ginormous tears spinning out of her eyes. At least she has something to sob about this time. She's told to gobble the food now. She's perched up high on her table, the weights on her bumpers sway about as she licks her dinner from a bowl. Nice, wet, cold and watered down corn flakes. She has them all over her lil' piggy gullet now and running down her neck as she is encouraged to gobble every last one. For an added distraction I place the smallish Magic wand onto her cunt. But she's told to keep eating and not to stop. Suddenly, one of those 2 smash weights pulls itself off and slams to the floor below. She screams out in pain and starts to wail, to sob relentlessly. I yell at her to keep eating the food. Then I ram the thick Magic wand onto her cell and she's beside herself. She can't take any direction now. I'm yelling at her to keep eating and she just keeps weeping and crying. When her face does get in the cup all you hear are silenced cries underneath the corn flake water as she sobs underneath the surface. She has corn flakes all over her face and neck, her entire face is raw with food particles stuck to it, tears course out of each eye, that one last weight on that nipple is swaying insanely now and then suddenly we hear a desperate yell for permission to cum. And when she came she strewn her cunny fluids all over my arm, the table and onto the floor. Perhaps the most squirt I've ever seen Zayda expel from her cunt. When that orgasm came on she had food flying out of her mouth, the sight on her face told me she was birthing something out her crevice and the screams of "Oh God!" were deafening. And then she had another one.