Devicebondage.com – Cockateel Dee Williams 2007 Metal Bondage

Shackled to a place, she wriggles around, trying to correct herself within her awkward crouching position. She likes to perform with the camera, causing her moves. When I call her on it, she admits. She states fighting is pleasure. I hear her talk about myself, distracted; my mind is based really on what I can do in order to make this tougher for her. I would like to create her struggle. I tell her to take off her heels so she has to crouch on the balls of her feet. Now she’s suffering. The vibrator is quickly requested by her. I can tell she is accustomed to being in charge of her moments. She won’t be in control now. I tell her that the vibrator will wait. She can come if she works to get it.The discomfort of Darling’s first place is nothing compared to what’s coming into her. I play with her flesh, readily reddening and welting its pallor. Eventually she’s been enough to earn an orgasm. She will have to beg for it and describe it until I let her have it though.Before she’s an opportunity to recuperate, I strap her to a seat I constructed. It is intended to maintain her thighs spread as far apart as humanly possible. She looks lovely and I like hearing her fight for each breath that is labored. I put the fucking machine between her thighs and hear her muffled cries. I make her shout and that I make her sing. I mark her body, make her uncomfortable, and also make her dance. She does everything I tell her to. She’s obedient because she is trying to come again now….her entire body begs for it.