It’s so nice to return to the dungeon after an elegant evening out to find my human air cleaner right where I left it… like it had any choice. Now, it has no choice but to fulfill the service I’ve tasked it with — to filter my smoke! Such a lucky little object. I do enjoy a nice cigar to cap off the evening’s affairs and having a little sadistic fun just adds to my night. I don’t really care that it doesn’t smoke — it just lives to serve. So very amusing to use that cock as my ashtray after I blow copious amounts of smoke into it’s mask for it to consume and freshen up the room.
There’s nothing like the sensation of full rubber clinging to my body and a gas mask encasing my face. Its like suiting up into another body. My little rubber pet is suited up as well. Well suited for my amusement, of course! I make sure it knows who controls its every breath before moving my attention to that toy I keep between its legs. All that heavy breathing must have excited my cock since its just begging for its hole to be invaded deep down and a good long slippery stroking until I allow it to release every last drop. So much lubrication extracts so much cum!
Oh, did I forget to mention my fetish for long glossy red nails? I love to shove them down the pee hole of “my” cock and listen to my little slut-toy moan as I fuck it over and over again. It’s not allowed that much pleasure, of course, so a bunch of clothes pins on its ball sack tempers its over excited mood, for a while anyway. I even decide to allow it release, but it has to cum on my gorgeous nails and then lick every bit of its mess off of them before I lock “my” cock back up. I find it to be much more attentive to licking my boots after it spews since it can focus solely on the task at hand.
In one corner of a dirty old a blonde busty fuckpuppet restrained onto a fucking machine and hidden under a gas mask languishes. On the other end of the barn is a second brunette fuckpuppet, bound and built into a wooden wall like a flesh sculpture. On one side of the wall her shiny sweat covered face is exposed, on the other her thin tan thighs and shaved smooth snatch jut out. This barn is just full of surprises…
Surprises such as the huge black cock that happens to wander by and makes full use of the brunette’s mouth hole. Her already dazed expression glasses over as the drool gushes out of her face pussy. London loses it the further she is pushed, truly becoming nothing more then a mouth and pussy built into a wall. All the while the orgasmic shrieks of the big titted blonde echo off the barn rafters as the fucking machine pounds away.
A second cock is added into the mix to complete the total destruction of London. She dissolves into a mess of sweat and sex and drool as she is taken from both ends. The lights are on but nobody is home. This fuckpuppet is reduced to a pure animalistic state of sensation and greedy holes. The endless orgasms that are slammed out of her toned body make her brains dissolve. That is fine by us, it wasn’t like she was using them anyway.
One can’t help what other surprises this barn might contain. We should go explore and find out…
Elizabeth Thorn has been locked down all day by OT. She used to tease him when they were younger, but now she’s visiting her friend, Delirious Hunter at the farm and something about OT has changed. She made the mistake of offering herself to him without finding out how he was going to use her. Now she wishes she had a chance to take it back.
Delirious is looking for her, Elizabeth can hear her asking all of the wrong questions. She thinks her friend left without warning, but while she’s fretting over how Elizabeth could be rude enough to leave without saying good-bye, she is stuck under the floor boards, bound and gagged.
There is more that Elizabeth doesn’t know. She thinks that Delirious is going to help her when she finally finds her. That’s not the way this works. Delirious has been delivering her hot friends to OT for a while now. The only reason she is mad is that OT lied to her to keep Elizabeth all to himself. Once he starts to share all of that is forgotten and Elizabeth has double the devious doms to deal with.
Elizabeth Thorn is crazy about cock. She’s always on the look out for some cute guy to stuff her. She sees OT while visiting her friend Delirious at the farm. He knows exactly how to catch a slut like this. Rather than running up to her he plays it cool, acts like he is shy. She takes the bait, coming over to talk and flirting shamelessly. When he asks her to follow him into the barn she probably thinks it is for a roll in the hay. That couldn’t be further from the truth.
Elizabeth spent years ignoring OT. She has gone to bed with almost every other person she’s met, including his sister, and never once thrown him a second glance. Now she’s going to pay for it. He has years of pent up frustration ready to explode. He is going to have to release it slowly. She probably still thinks she’s going to get fucked. We’ve got news for you, girl. You already ARE fucked. You just don’t know how hard.