Bound Babe Alyssa Divine in Rough BDSM Play

Dana strained her slender form eagerly upwards, grinding her feet and elbows into the graveyard soil and moaning her imminent climax as strings of drool trailed from their looming mouths across her milky breasts and thighs. Two startlingly red trickles of blood ran over her pubes from the jagged punctures by her clit. Mofos I think we always have – you and I both”. There was a hissing sound and wisps of smoke. “No!” then she turned and hurried to the door, snatching her coat on the way. She died spurting great jets of blood into their open mouths, screaming in delirious agony. “There is…” she hesitated, setting down her glass and looking Dana in the eyes “there is an experimental technique. “Thank you” she breathed, starting to get up, but the woman gently pushed her back down again. But I am oddly terrified at the sight of one particular corrugated iron workshop – the kind they built everywhere after the war – which has a thick trail of greasy, black smoke coming from its brick chimney. “No” she mouthed, breaking away and rising to her feet. One young woman raised her hand uncertainly. They led her, still trembling and panting, up the steps of the machine and carefully positioned her face-down over the base plate. She continued towards the creatures until they all turned to stare at her. A handsome woman with short, steel-grey hair approached the group.