Release Year: 2022
Studio: HardTied

The sky is pitch black when I shoot up in bed. My flesh is covered in sweat but I am shivering and cold. The nightmare was so vivid, not quite just actual. It comes back to me in flashes. Like in a storm, how the lightening reveals everything for a brief moment. And then all is dark one greater amount time. I watch a house in a small town I don’t recognize. A man in black grinning evilly as boy throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underwear off. My pal tyler is in the bathtub crying and convulsing with muzzle taped and shirt over her head. There is nothing I can do to aid her. I can’t even help myself. I see myself alone, belted down to a card table, trembling in fear. Boy stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do immediately, what the next torture will be. The heat of his cigarette warms me when boy nears. My skin is famished to feel its burn. This guy touches it down to my breasts. Softly at first, then stronger, so that red dotted rings appear around my paps. Then buddy drags it slowly down across my stomach and presses it forcefully into my clit. I yell and shriek in ecstasy. I am staked out with arms and legs spread wide and back arched over a thick, round log. Eyes closed, skin motionless and drenched with oil. Exhausted and unable to struggle, I am nothing but a lifeless, slimy mass of flesh, an ornament for his lawn. Then there’s a cabin enclosed by woods and that same man with that same grin. Chap strips us down and leads us into the wilderness like two dogs on a single leather leash. Our legs are held open with branches and lad looks back to smirk at our silly waddling walk. The heavy, splintery dildo stuck in unfathomable into my vulva pushes and prods with each step, searching for a tender spot. Bloke tethers us to a tree and leaves us there, demonstrated, wide-open, and bound. Merely able to communicate with hopeless eyes and muffled moans. Simultaneously, we strain to free ourselves. I remember trees. Two of em, facing each one greater amount. And we are chained to em, forced to share our suffering. Muzzles stuffed with wooden gags, our shouts mingle to create a single, hurting tune. I see tyler writhe under the ropes, rubbing her hypersensitive skin against the tough, scratchy bark. I watch the despair in her eyes. Female is trapped. And so am I. That chub strikes her with a thin tree branch ’till tits and thighs are covered with red lashes. I cringe at the sound of every stroke and glance down at my own susceptive breasts, made purple and bulbous by the leather around em. My time will come soon enough. The last thing I recall: buddy is grumbling and tossing me into a hole. ÒGotta bury the evidence, I think fellow said. This chub covers me in dirt packed vigorously up to my neck. Bloke brings tyler out, buries her head, and secures her feet with wooden stakes. After placing a ring gag in my oral cavity, boy unzips his pants and relieves himself, spraying pee all over both of us. Then that guy walks away, abandoning us. I am left with this picture in my mind. A disembodied head and a decapitated body baptized with the piss of our captor. Just the thought sends chills crawling down my spine. But I am safe at home. And there is no man in black. Because it was all just a dream. Right?

Format: mp4
Duration: 32:35
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4816kbps
Audio: 118kbps

File size: 1.2 GB