She's learning so much, looking over all of the tools of the trade. She has so many questions about each one of them. What are they for? How do they feel?
She is wearing a tank top, jeans, and sneakers sitting at her desk. Her tank top is pulled up and she has her wrists, elbows, and ankles tied with rope. She is hogtied tight, her hair is tied and pulled back, the rope wrapped around her mouth, gagging her, and her eyes, blindfolding her, and pulling her head back. She struggles on the floor and is able to get the rope out of her mouth.
Kristina is determined to play coy and mysterious. She refuses to openly admit her bondage fantasies and how much she secretly enjoys it. On the floor, gagged and bound in a brutally simple hogtie, exposed and vulnerable, her body gives her away. She gets soaking wet as she strains against the ropes pulling her head back by the neck and hair. Later, secured in a severe kneeling slave position, she is helpless to stop herself from orgasming over and over from the mix of pleasure and pain she experiences. The lips on her face may have lied but the ones between her legs told the truth.
They cum more times then they can remember, they make sounds you never heard before, and in the end they are proud as shit at what just happen to them.
I never should have agreed to go to the music festival. I never should have trusted my so called friends. Abandoned with no phone, no money, and no idea where I was I was at the mercy of strangers. That was the only reason I agreed to go home with OT. He seemed nice enough and he offered me water and a place to hang out. He told me he was a photographer. He said he just wanted to take a couple pictures of my ass. It is my best feature. I thought for a moment that it might be cool, but something about the way he touched me without asking. Something about how he moaned. Apparently he didn't like that I wanted to leave. He didn't want me to go. He wanted to keep me. Now I have no choice. My body is his. He uses me how he wants. He's cruel to me. He likes to hurt me. I like it too. I'll never leave him.
Hung upside down from the ceiling, Kali gets a working demonstration of how cruel whips can be. He takes her mouth with his cock, but when the slut no longer provides enough entertainment with her tongue, he whips her more. Encouraged now, she takes a face full of jizz