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The silo. Everything echoes in this dark dream. The girl curls inward. She can barely breathe. Because she’s dropped into the eye of the monster. Uncomfortably shackled, 62 wanders in circles, her breasts full of milk. She waits for the torture to begin. Her body is lovely. Perfect. An angel, tattooed above her pussy, unfurls its flowing wings.
62 begins in the pasture with the cows, since they have so much in common. Namely - milk. Wind blows her hair, her dress, the meadow grass. Clouds pass above. She admits to having a fondness for pain and domination. She likes being afraid.
62 is shackled at neck, elbows, wrists, and thumbs. She’s shoved into the silo. The ladder is pulled out. The door bangs shut. Light shines down from above, as though she’s lost in a cathedral and this is her penance. Echoes haunt. She wanders in circles, confused, unheard, unseen. Alone. A spray of water rips at her body. She is forced to undress, then dragged to the center and hung upside down. Her face is pressed into his crotch. He plugs her cunt and ties off her breasts. They drip at the nipple. He milks her into a pyrex cup, thin white streams squirting out. She hangs alone afterwards, drenched, shattered.
She’s moved to a new location. Knotted rope winds tight about her smooth skin. Tied by the hair and forced to stand upon a painful perch, 62 is told to watch and learn. 912 is locked in a pivot box. 912’s mouth appears at the Glory Hole. She works him up. Then her cage is swung around and it’s her ripe cunt that he uses. 912 is little more than a partial face. A mouth. A fuckhole. 62 frets and moans, but she won’t agree to take 912’s place. So she’s left up on her perch with plenty of time to think about her choices.
62’s breasts are bound so tight that they drip milk onto her thighs, spread wide. She’s tied to a chair. After caning her nipples and pussy, he fits a large electrode in 62’s mouth and tightens it down onto her tongue. 912 must turn the crank, shocking 62. 62 squeals in terror. But by the end, he relents. He ties a vibrator against her pussy. The tattooed angel looks on. And he stands in the background, making sure 912 is busy with her mouth.
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