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Canes, combustion, and cunt. 313, a Paintoy girl, smolders. Creamy skin, unblemished and smooth, wound about with rope. Her bush is burned, removed in hanks, and shaved until you see everything, the gape of her pussy, its pulse.
Everything is simple at the beginning. She’s calm, constrained. But then rope ties her neck to the post. A wedge is used to tighten the rope. You can see it in her eyes, a little panic. Not much. Not yet. A clip grabs her bush and is tied above, keeping her back arched outward. He canes the backs and fronts of her thighs, then her pussy, still retracted, hidden.
Her arms are tied straight above her head and her legs outward along a horizontal bar. She is gorgeous like this, sculptured. A torch is lit. It sears her skin and beats against her cunt. Her bush bursts into flame. She screams, fully panicked. The cane returns, rapping mercilessly beneath her armpits and feet.
She is then bound upon her back with her legs spread back to the horizontal bar, offering a grand view of her cunt. Forceps grasp hanks of her singed bush and deposit them into her mouth, held open with a dental gag. The straight razor scrapes her skin. The remnants of her bush fill her mouth. Four clips grasp her cunt, opening her. She looks to be made of porcelain, pale pink. Tears drop from her eyes. A paint brush catches them and dabs them onto her pussy. An inflatable dildo penetrates her. But when he canes her thighs and feet, her anguish takes over. The dildo shoots out. Her cunt looks to be breathing, gasping with her every gasp.
Tied inverted to the post and hanging, she is fucked by Mr. Pogo and caned again. This time on her breasts. A single tail snaps at her body. More tears. She is beyond panic now. She exists in his domain.
As though putting away a toy for the night, she’s left bound on her side, gagged and hooded.
To rest - for her next day of torture.
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