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Spooky killer hood. Wrists and neck secured in her arms a little to a pole . All her burden rests upon thighs and her buttocks, settling on a bed of spikes. What predominates is that her deep breathing. He reminds her that now it’s about suffering, not gender. And he cinches a belt. More than extreme. Because, he informs her, pressure around the chest has the exact same affect as round the throat. She moves glassy-eyed. He slaps her cheeks. Not much response. He also relents.She’s ordered to undress. It’s difficult. She is still half-gone. A triangle of sweat wets her T-shirt between her throat and breasts. She is soppy with desire when he rubs her clit. Whether he gives pleasure or her pain, the lines in her face seem like tragedy. He tells her to get off herself. Her fingers flick and circle her pussy. She’s but never once does she smile.With elbows and wrists locked in stocks that are double, she could be dismembered, no hands or feet. The bed of spikes braised your skin of her buttocks. Angry red welts. Then he flogs it her buttocks. He fucks her mouth-hole using a handheld penis. Her thighs shake. She’s fucked in her cunt. He torments her pussy. Her clit goes pointy and stiff. And after she comes, she’s soaked at the cunt like any slut trapped giving anything to get one moment of launch.