Chained & Tamed Infernalrestraints 2014 Dixon Mason Calf Caning, Hitachi

Dixon Mason sums up the appeal of device bondage flawlessly. With rope there’s wiggle room, there is a chance to writhe and escape, but with iron there is not any hope. It is cold and unyielding, the perfect counter point to this sensuality of rope. She starts off bound with tape. It isn't how she believed this was likely to start, but immediately it begins to become something different. A metal collar around her neck attaches her by a chain to the floor. It keeps her place in ways she didn’t anticipate. She can't loosen her legs or even slouch with no alloy pulling from her throat. Worse, she is able to 't go far from wherever she is. PD knows it takes full advantage, whipping her buttocks. After the iron reaches her wrists and ankles she moves to the floor. The bar that keeps her thighs apart exposes her pussy to a brutal caning. Her tits are tied off to make them sensitive to their own misuse. She spoke about it sooner, the impact and subject has on her body. The bruises harbor 't even started to form but her pussy is dripping wet. She also isn't very able to cum out of the pain although also the Hitachi on her clit will capture her rest of the manner there.Dixon's a bit exhausted after her orgasms, but PD's friend Jack Hammer is here and he hasn't had his turn with her yet. Now the metallic bars and shackles possess her back with her legs spread up to the air. The iron box on her head blocks out each the light but amplifies every noise . The sounds of foot steps, the cane coming down on her legs, her shouts are created louder as they echo in the tiny prison. She’s definitely going to cum again, harder this time, and since the waves of climaxes take her body she will get the specific feeling she desires, bucking against the relentless bondage.