A hatch opened…
. The frozen penetration of her asshole and vagina snapped her out of her daze , the fucking machine in front of her , loaded with dual dildos , seemingly frozen solid , were pounding in and out of her ,
She gasped and squirmed as the ice rubbed against her abused holes, dripping into her, freezing her,
A bucket appeared, and ice water was thrown over her body, sending spasms down her entire body, as she shook and bellowed and rattled the entire chair, every nerve on fire.
. . “Where’s Frankfurter?” she asked it
A hatch opened…
. The frozen penetration of her asshole and vagina snapped her out of her daze , the fucking machine in front of her , loaded with dual dildos , seemingly frozen solid , were pounding in and out of her ,
She gasped and squirmed as the ice rubbed against her abused holes, dripping into her, freezing her,
A bucket appeared, and ice water was thrown over her body, sending spasms down her entire body, as she shook and bellowed and rattled the entire chair, every nerve on fire.
. . “Where’s Frankfurter?” she asked it
A hatch opened…
. The frozen penetration of her asshole and vagina snapped her out of her daze , the fucking machine in front of her , loaded with dual dildos , seemingly frozen solid , were pounding in and out of her ,
She gasped and squirmed as the ice rubbed against her abused holes, dripping into her, freezing her,
A bucket appeared, and ice water was thrown over her body, sending spasms down her entire body, as she shook and bellowed and rattled the entire chair, every nerve on fire.
. . “Where’s Frankfurter?” she asked it
Marina Pierro - Ars Amandi (1983)