Extreme bondage can’t say no in Daddy’s barn

Extreme bondage I know the Extreme bondage debauchery that awaits. The coarse fabric scrapes against my sensitive skin, igniting a fire within me that only subsides when Daddy has tightened every knot to perfection. My back arches as I’m bent over a towering pile of hay, my ankles and wrists bound in an intricate web of restraint. When the realization hits that I am totally helpless, I can’t help but squirt a little.  The stench of excrement is all around me and a reminder of what I am. I am grateful for the punishment that’s coming.
Daddy’s cock, thick and eager, forces its way past my lips. The saltiness of his precum coats my tongue as I submit to his dominance, my throat constricting around his girth. With each thrust, I’m reminded of my place – a receptacle for him to dump his load into. The deeper he goes, the more my throat constricts. I don’t hold back my gag and cover him in my puke.
But Daddy’s not the only one who’ll claim me today. Bandit, his eager barn buddy, got his red rocket deep inside of my ass. He is a very good boy because he doesn’t take it easy on me. He has sharp paws that scratch into my skin deeply. Daddy’s dick pulses in my mouth, and I suck harder, milking him for every drop. Bandit whimpers behind me, shooting nut after nut in my filthy ass. Daddy drowned my throat, and Bandit wasn’t done with me yet. Daddy guides his lipstick into my pussy. Daddy loves to stroke his cock and watch Bandit give me a drain inside of me. Daddy said I was such a good Submissive slut, I might have a litter!

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