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33 tortured up close and personal as she goes one on one with PD and a 6 X 6 post. She’s close enough to lick, every inch of her skin, her pussy, those magnificent curves of her body. 33 is succulent, her breasts ripe like she’s fresh out of a French painting. You get to relish each moment of her anguish, tears, drool, screams, and welts. But it’s the nipple clamps she hates.
33 starts in handcuffs. Thumbcuffs on her toes keep her legs secured around the post so that she can’t wander far. She eats and drinks this way, and . . .well, what do you think the newspaper is for? It’s in this state that she learns the basics – how to lick a boot, how to rub a cock. He stuffs her face between his legs and tells her to make it “nice and big.”
Bound with elbows tight together behind her back, her body, alluring, arrests the eye. She’s fixed to the post, naked, like one of the saints soon to be martyred. But when her long hair is tied back to one ankle, her pose is of her head drawn grievously back, one ankle kicked up. The arch of her body is brilliant, one of Renoir’s dancers caught mid-step. It’s in this position that he can slowly examine both her pussy and her pain.
Rope, nipple clamps, and the post. These are the worst of torments when applied correctly. And 33 is heroic, facing it head-on, nipples distended by clamps, her body tied in positions that maximize her misery. She rubs his cock. He gropes her, the tips of his fingers wet from the sweet slime of her pussy. In the final position, she’s tied to the post while lying flat on a table, her nipples clamped and stretched outward to the table legs. Her hair is bound back to her wrists. Ramping up her torment, he canes her, but then his fingers are in her cunt again. He releases the clamps and savagely rubs each nipple. She screams. The table is taken away and she’s suspended straight out from the post. As he rubs her toward orgasm, 33’s body writhes in mid-air. Reminiscent of another painting, perhaps Bosch, and she’s one of the angels, contorted, lost in the appalling throes of hellish ecstasy.
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