Release Year: 2022
Studio: InsexLove

A companion gave me his phone number weeks ago. "Call him. Just call him," cutie said. I’d stopped dating. It wasn’t the studs. Well, maybe a little. "Look, I’m over ‘relationships’ for the moment. I just wish to be by myself for awhile. That’s all." My pal shrugged. "Call him," cutie said other time. I was the youngest of three women. Growing up, I’d watched my and their boy companions. Clumsy kisses in the barn. Hands groping, pushed away, greater amount groping. I had dreams, murky pictures in my head. And I’d fumbled with myself some nights, unsatisfied, my fumbling increasing my longing. Like cocks were doing now. Oh, I’d had lots of cocks the last scarcely any years, large ones, small ones. Cocks that were hair-trigger, and cocks that had to be coaxed. Cocks that loved your basic fucking, and cocks this craved anything but your basic bang. And I’d lie in bed afterwards with every one of these cocks (never blokes, or men, just cocks), damp, salty, sometimes fumbling in the dark after they started snoring, and I desired more, less, nothing, everything. I desired something I couldn’t allow to myself. I craved and desired, but I was afraid. "Call him," my crony said. It was the thought of lying in the dark that stopped me from calling, and the scent of supposed love, and the emptiness, the loneliness, the unhappiness that was at all times worse after it was over. I was fumbling in the dark. When I in the end made the call, that chub told me to come alone and to wear a skirt and blouse. No underwear. My hands shook. I shaved everything this night. Everything but my head. I inserted a easy-chair in front of the mirror and sat in it, displayed. I touched myself, my legs spread and feet resting against the wall on either side of the mirror. I investigated every fold of my pussy and cunt, then touched my fingers to my muzzle, tasting myself. And I fondled my breasts, watching, playing with my nipps ’till they hardened. I slipped my fingers in and out of myself, the fingers of 1 hand in my bottom, the fingers of the 1 more in my cunny. And all the while, I watched. I was a stranger to myself. I was nobody I’d ever met before. The 1st thing fellow did this night was to bound up me bent over a cage. Some other girl was locked inside of it. "You think I’m going to fucking you?" bloke said, leaning close, but not touching me. "Only if you’re favoured." And gink cocked his head, his eyes sad, as tho’ dude pitied me. "Don’t worry." Gink smiled then, but it made me fluctuate. "I’m only going to hurt u a little." I wanted to say something excited. I craved to make him want me. I wanted to do all the things I’d learned through the years, the way a girl takes control. But I couldn’t. I was falling. I was out of oversight. I was breaking into pieces. Dude smiled because guy knew everything the moment buddy saw me. He’d watched my eyes wander once he’d unlocked the door to his "special room" and led me inside. The walls were overspread with straps, cords, chain, shackles. My body was on fire. That night fellow cut my clothing off me. That chub shackled me to a metal bar. Boy locked a serious steel collar on my neck. Chain between my legs, around my breasts. Metal in my oral cavity, my ass. Metal clips pinching my nipps. And later, vibrator in my vulva. Gink stretched me out spread-eagle, lying on my back. Lad wrapped leather around my neck and tightened. Dude cut off my air. This chub made me come over and over. After man was done with me and let me loose, I kneeled in front of him and kissed his boots. Dude put a thinner collar on my neck and locked it in place. "You’ll do everything I say. When I call, you’ll come at once." I stared at the floor. "Yes sir." "You’re mine immediately." I fluctuated, not from cold, but from something else, something new, an electricity. For the 1st time, I wasn’t fumbling in the dark anymore. "Yes sir."

Format: mp4
Duration: 49:40
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4782kbps
Audio: 116kbps

Video clip size: 1.7 GB