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.
Lorelei wakes up shackled to a hospital bed by her wrists and ankles. She tries to scream but there is a cloth jammed into her mouth, held there with tape.
She had no real variety, I grant, but otherwise it's no fun: Poor Angieska had spent already much time in the small steel cage. And now she has the chance to leave but only if she agrees to a very harsh whipping of her fully naked front body. She decides to get streched on the cross. There Agnieska will undergo the most serious pain she ever had to endure. The singletail crashes with full into her juicy tits and pussy. Not enough, the girl will be turned upside down to make her open legs a better target.