I contemplate the mountain, the trees far away. No one can hear her shriek when the switch meets her tender skin. She can just hang by those huge tits of hers. Hole filled, suffering, helpless, exposed. Fettered in the barn. I’d silence the noisy thing—stuff cloth deep down the throat and slap those big bouncing breasts. Spread her wide, stretched, vulnerable. I could lock her in the silo, metal hugging her breasts, compressing them into two tight, purple orbs. Her moans would echo as she hobbled on one leg. So tenacious, my sweet captive, wallowing in the dust, writhing, like she thinks she can escape. Tagged Under: BreastBondage, Cable-ties, Caning, Chain, Clothing, CrotchRope, Cuffs, Device, Dildo, Extreme-bondage, Flogging, Forced Exercise, Gag, Metal, Piglet, Rope, Stocks, Tape, Tit-Torture, Tongue-clamp.
