Release Year: 2022
Genres: BDSM, Bondage, Cord Bondage, Submission, Domination

The sky is pitch black when I shoot up in bed. My body is overspread in sweat but I am shivering and cold. The nightmare was so vivid, nearly true. 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 other time.
I see a dwelling in a small township I don’t recognize. A man in black grinning evilly as gink throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underwear off. My companion Tyler is in the bathtub bawling and convulsing with oral cavity 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. Dude stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do instantly, what the next torture will be. The heat of his cigarette warms me when chap nears. My body is famished to feel its burn. Fellow touches it down to my breasts. Softly at first, then stronger, so this red dotted rings appear around my paps. Then boy drags it slowly down across my stomach and presses it tightly into my clit. I scream and scream in .
I am staked out with arms and legs widen wide and back arched over a thick, round log. Eyes closed, flesh 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 surrounded by woods and this same man with that same grin. Boy strips us down and leads us into the wilderness like two on a single leather leash. Our legs are held open with branches and that guy looks back to smirk at our ridiculous waddling walk. The harsh, splintery dildo stuck in unfathomable into my pussy pokes and prods with every step, searching for a touchy spot. Boy tethers us to a tree and leaves us there, stripped, vulnerable, and fixed. Only able to communicate with despairing eyes and muffled cries. Simultaneously, we strain to free ourselves.
I remember trees. 2 of them, facing any another. And we are fastened to em, to share our suffering. Throats stuffed with wooden gags, our screams mingle to create a single, painful tune. I watch Tyler writhe beneath the cords, rubbing her tender flesh against the tough, scratchy bark. I see the despair in her eyes. Lady is trapped. And so am I. Gink strikes her with a thin tree branch ’till tits and thighs are overspread with red lashes. I cringe at the sound of every stroke and glance down at my own supersensitive breasts, made purple and bulbous by the leather around em. My time will come presently adequate.
The last thing I recall: buddy is grumbling and tossing me into a hollow. "Gotta bury the evidence," I think man said. Bloke covers me in dirt packed vigorously up to my neck. That chub brings Tyler out, buries her head, and secures her feet with wooden stakes. After placing a ring gag in my oral cavity, that chub unzips his pants and relieves himself, spraying pee all over both of us. Then buddy walks away, abandoning us.
I am left with this pic 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: 33:01
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4827kbps
Audio: 120kbps

Video clip size: 1.2 GB