Jessica’s huge inner labias are like a beautiful butterfly, I must have pinned it down with a bunch of medical needles. Before doing so I spanked her butts and tits with a flat wooden slat until they got nice blushy color and then I decorated them with several bunches of medical needles too.
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The registration of Molly’s live feed from june 9th 2001 is one of the most requested articles here at InsexArchives. The scene start out slowly with a bagged Molly, standing on the concrete floor in high heels, while a decoration is sitting in a cage, hanging from the ceiling. The membership can be heard chatting away in the background.
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Dressed in a conservative knee length skirt, matching top, and sensible high heels I awaited my fate, gagged and cuffed, while talking myself into the appropraite mood needed. Only at times was I aware of the movement around me instead I was attempting to control the drool that was forming around the tightly cinched rope wetting the mattress and smearing my freshly made up face.
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There’s this game she played with the neighbor girl. Fumbling with shoelaces and string, the young innocents would tie each other up and imagine all the evil things a kidnapper could do to them. Eighteen years later, to the delight of Insex members around the world, spacegirl finds herself playing a similar game. Of course, the rules have changed since then.
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Day number two of 731’s January 2003 live feed begins with 731 in her metal container, peeing into a metal pan. She bathes in a metal box fitted with a glass plate. A hose is fed inside the top to create a shower. Her soapy fingers slide and glide around her lovely genitals, slipping back to cleanse her cunt.
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A friend gave me his phone number weeks ago. “Call him. Just call him,” she said. I’d stopped dating. It wasn’t the guys. Well, maybe a little. “Look, I’m over ‘relationships’ for the moment. I just want to be by myself for awhile. That’s all.” My friend shrugged. “Call him,” she said again. I was the youngest of three girls. Growing up, I’d watched my sisters and their boy friends. Clumsy kisses in the barn. Hands groping, pushed away, more 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.
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“Humping furniture, practicing face fucking with a banana and drinking its piss out of “filths” bucket otherwise knows as the toilet is a piece of cake for this fuckhole. In fact it enjoys servicing its other “boyfriend” the chaise. This pig enjoys being used even if its remotely. This is filths purpose to suffer and be used.
But seriously who would deliver a total of 122 strikes on itself?
This piece of meat would because this cunt mentioned it was thirsty for pain and blood. Master obliged and ordered it to deliver 50 strikes on each udder and each thigh.
Self confessing on camera and privately to Master that it lost focus only to be told to deliver 10 more. it deserved it and has learned its lesson.
Screaming, sobbing, endorphin high all possible by following orders and knowing the entertainment of this pigs self inflicted punishment would be amusing to all of you. Especially as you the viewers get off to its pain.
This pig was thirsty and the only option was to drink its own piss from the toilet otherwise known as “filths bucket” It was delicious.”
Such a piece of meat all around and a self confessed masochist, pig, cunt and slave who would do anything to bring entertainment to you.
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