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Bondage And Submission Bonfire

Bondage and submissionThe ropes were cutting into my skin, and I nearly regretted these bondage and submission lessons. I was bound and hovering three feet above a sandy floor. The cave was dark, so I never saw the whip coming as it kissed me in rapid succession up my thigh. My screams were muffled by cock shoved down my throat.
I had been here for three, maybe four days. They’ve been keeping me prisoner. They took me from near my car when I was going home from work. The way they handled me so roughly really made my cunt wet.
When they discovered that, they used it against me, edging me before they started to beat me. The whip’s bites were gentler than how they had started. The flogger with the metal bits were the absolute worst. I knew they were leaving scars, and the wounds burned the worst when they doused me in gasoline.
I watched the match spark up, the tears pouring down my face, and my pussy dripping. I was going to burn so brightly.


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