Interrogation – Iron Weight Collar Sensualpain 2017 Abigail Dupree BDSM, Rough Sex

Two hours in darkness and silence, bound in steel and weighed down by what sounds like immeasurable burden… One becomes part of the scenario as if it were fact and not a thing within the grasp of the control. At things dividing, master James finds out a glee. The more he tests His slave abigail the harder it gets for Him to find that sweet place, but without fail, he’ll always locate it.Adorned with a spooky gunny sack which covers an even longer criminally eerie gimp hood… slave abigail sits bound and in darkness on a high stool. She’s prompted to perform what seems like a simple task outside her many predicaments that were deflecting. “Tell me a story” Master James urges.And out of the gate, slave abigail finds herself challenged in a way that she hadn't predicted.Struggling in her very first effort to entertain her captor, her narrative fails abruptly as it ends a dead end road on Vanilla Lane. Master James has a way of motivating his servant though so she starts. . She finds a crack when she begins to tell a tale that mirrors his own starts and His rising appetite for larger and larger prey. He would urge her to continue on with one of His motivational tools as His reactions were studied by her as her story would slow. You understand. . .like fire throwers and explosives or strength tools with abrasive modifications or the bone frightening shower of warm water… the sounds of metal scraping on metal and flesh and the unmistakable sound of a large sickle being honed of its rust prior to being hauled across her skin. Dehumanized driven to do and entertain, exhausted, hungry and contested at each point. A vision to witness because this interaction unfolds organically.

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