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I see a house in a insignificant town I don't recognize. A man in black grinning evilly at the same time that he throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underwear over. My friend tyler is in the bathtub moaning and convulsing by mouth taped and shirt over her head. There is nothing I can do to help her. I can't even help myself.

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I am staked out with arms and legs diffuse wide and back arched over a thick, round log. Eyes closed, material substance 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 in that place's a cabin surrounded by woods and that same man with that same grin. He strips us down and leads us into the desert like two dogs on a single leather leash. Our legs are held exposed with branches and he looks back to smirk at our brainless waddling walk. The hard, splintery dildo shoved deep into my pussy pokes and prods by each step, searching for a tender spot. He tethers us to a tree and foliage us there, naked, vulnerable, and restrained. Only able to communicate with desperate eyes and muffled groans. Simultaneously, we strain to free ourselves.

I remember trees. Two of them, facing every one other. And we are bound to them, forced to share our distress. Mouths stuffed with wooden gags, our cries mingle to create a individual, anguished tune. I bdsm porno watch tyler writhe under the ropes, rubbing her frail skin against the tough, scratchy bark. I see the despair in her eyes. She is trapped. And for adult audio book bdsm a like rea~n am I. He adult bdsm strikes her with a thin tree branch money-drawer tits and thighs are covered with red lashes. I cringe at the fathom of each stroke and glance down at my own sensitive breasts, made purple and round by the leather around them. My time will come soon enough.

The last thing I recall: he is grumbling and adult bdsm birching caning extreme pain slave whipping tossing me into a concavity. "Gotta bury the evidence," I think he said. He covers me in filth packed tightly up to my neck. He brings tyler out, buries her director, and secures her feet with wooden stakes. After placing a keep sounding gag in my mouth, he unzips his pants and himself, spraying pee every part of over both of us. Then he walks away, abandoning us.

I am left with that picture in my mind. A disembodied head and a decapitated material part baptized with the piss of our captor. Just the thought sends chills crawling downward my spine. But I am safe at home. And there is no man in black. Because it was all just a dream. Right?

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