الخميس، 21 أبريل 2011

Sister Marina Chained and Suspended bdsm elitepain tube

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22 year bad Marina recently converted to Catholicism, in fact, she showed up for example a nun.

Sister Marina is found chained inside of a pendulous cage, rosary beads hanging from her asshole. A ball gag secured in her jaws. She's nude save for the upper portion of her dress. Her neck is locked in the upper portion of the cage though bdsm torture her bare ass rest on the cold steel bar beneath her. The rosery beads hanging between the bars from her shit hole. Occasionally we attend to a chain rattle about as she searches for a more gratifying position, her breathing audible. Suddenly Brother JR pops in wearing his Sunday most profitably and pops in the vaginal stimulator. Once inserted and the force turned on we see Sister Marina start to get fidgety. Her wish gets really quick and she starts to try and speak through the round body gag. The power is increased and she becomes audible. The prerogative set to rise and fall in waves of intensity. And which time the wave rises to its pinnacle so does Sister Marina. A done as a last resort, pleading sound coming from her. Brother JR comes back out and has her kiss the crucifix and at that time tosses Holy Water up n her. Which apparently burned judging from her reaction. It was applied copiously about the face and body while she drooled from her sphere gag. Brother JR then begins to read from the bible in the appearance of Sister Marina. I Corinthian 1 - 11. Afterward, he rips the boy-servant from the bible and tells Sister Marina to eat it. She resists this beg for which requires Brother JR to hold her nose shut and be in readiness for her need to breathe. She could hold her breath a all a~ time. But finally she gasped and the page was shoved in her front hole right as she sucked in a large gulp of manner. She chewed on it a bit but then suddenly spit it gone ~. It was caught and again her nose clamped shut until she gasped with a view to breath. This time she chewed it down to little pieces and swallowed it. Little particles of it suppress peppered over her mouth and chin. It took her quite more time to get it masticated and into her belly. I had her expanded her mouth and show you, The Viewer, she had eaten it. All we could view were the wet paper crumbs littered about her tongue and cry. That's when I ripped another page from the circa 1837 bible and fed it to her again. She was beside herself over eating another piece. All I could hear was "no, no, ~t any..." as I shoved the next page in her face hole. It was a inflated piece too. I think it may have been the whole haughty-ass page of I Corinthians. She starts to gag on it, I hold my hand over her mouth to prevent any purging of the Word. And whereas the Word was finally swallowed another page of I Corinthians was ripped from the the scriptures, used to wipe her pussy juice from her seeping cunt and hereafter that was used to wipe her juice all over her external aspect. Sunday school is now over.
We now find Sister Marina strung up by the neck, her elbows tied closely together behind her back. She is wearing singly the head piece of her habit. Brother JR steps in and bother the nun. Feeling her cunt, groping her breasts. He asks whether or not she believes bdsm and asphyxia in Jesus as he pinches down hard on her nipples. He asks her whether or not she's getting pissed and she lets him know she is. I squeezed the Holy Shit gone ~ of them but she refused to scream. She wouldn't take the Lord's repute in vain. After placing nipple clamps on her tits I told her to be transformed around and spread her ass cheeks. I made her tell me the sort of was hanging from her asshole. Those rosary beads. I wonder if they have any poop on them at this point. When she reach her cheeks and bent over she choked herself. At that state I had her recite a rosary prayer --while holding her simpleton cheeks apart. When she was complete she received a caning. With her neck lull strung up to the ceiling I had her bend over to a greater distance. She was then caned. Each strike causing her to dance in a circle, to try and shake off the sting, the pain. Each joggle the rosary beads danced about as well. I didn't know a nun could shake her ass like that. Some strikes made her pant, some made her dance and shake but all left a defining mark across her cheeks. Before long she was wearing some fairly austere cane marks across her ass, er, um, actually I'd muster them welts. The rosary beads waiting patiently there in their specifical spot. The Duky Spot. Once her ass was blistering Brother JR stepped round to the front of Sister Marina and had her grab his cock like aggregate bad nuns do. Afterward, Brother JR goes back to work caning her ninny.. He a spot already whelping up with a serious rise and red notice. That is where he administers several additional canings. She takes these cane marks in a arrange of silent suffering. All we hear are slight moans, a tittle of dancing and some ass shaking. For what we see that it is doing to her winning ass one can rest assured she's taking her pain like Jesus is attached her side.
Next we have Sister Marina get dressed into her abounding habit. Up until this point she's only been wearing the ~ off gear. So her clothing is dropped at her feet and she is told to have dressed. We watch as she puts on some pretty damn filial underwear. Dick defying socks. Hard-on repressive outer garment. Shoes that rise your dick plum fall off. I made her put these habits on still wearing the nipple clamps. Once she was dressed I had her be seated down and place her feet into stocks where they were secured beneficial to a foot caning. Once secured in the stocks her neck was tied on the farther side in three opposing directions to the floor. Her disgusting nun shoes were separate and then stuck up to her nose so she could aroma the interior. Her shoes removed, her socks cut open to unmask each foot --her caning began. It was clear right away this was other painful than her ass caning. Which says a lot I ponder. Just look at that ass and tell me that didn't give pain to. Now she recoils with every cane of the foot. She wants absent desperately from this pain. It is at this point we regard her first curse word. "Fuck." I'm not sure why a nun would be assured of that word but that's what she used. She would take a discerning breath before the strikes, let it out, then, as the caning continued unabated she would begin to lose composure, her face changed to agony , her eyes closed shut, her mouth pursed and her body power demanding escape. And then the first cries would emerge. Until her total mouth was open and she let out a scream. She didn't like this and it clearly made her furious. Moving on to the next foot. On this foot we heard her proclaim in tongues, finally take the Lord's name in vain, exercise the word "fuck" 20 - 30 times and ultimately beg for compassion. And when she couldn't tell me why her feet were sentient punished I punished them further.
Part I or II

Near the end of the daytime we find Brother JR singing "Jesus Loves Me" as he fastens the newly converted nun to the Bang Bike. She is impassive. After securing Sister Marina Brother JR kneels behind her and raises her article of clothing exposing her bloomers. He takes each side in the respective artificer and rips them open to expose her cunt and ass. We comprehend the anal beads are still hanging from her asshole. We be able to also see the welts on her ass cheeks, long, thin marks ascent above the surface of her skin. Some quite red and deviation from the way purple. The cane is procured and another stern punishing is administered. When the cause occurs she sucks in the air quickly, deeply. For a gravity she holds still, then suddenly she shakes both cheeks, in performance the whole lower torso. She shakes it off. But not lacking uttering some crazy sounds on the tail end of that bake. Then it's back to the next whack. We see her hard to anticipate it. She closes her eyes. Grimacing. Then, when she's been fooled of the same kind with to its onslaught, the whack occurs. With each bdsm mpegs strike she becomes a scrap more depleted. A bit more unable to withstand the strike. She intermittent fever them off quicker. And what's Brother JR doing? Singing "Jesus Loves Me" and extraordinary her like he might as well be buying a pack of smokes at the 7-11. And Sister Marina, she's starting to noise a bit like a barnyard animal. Whew, that looks like it hurts! It got to the characteristic where she started to say the word "fuck" continuously between strikes. She wasn't doing that in the sight of. Are nuns supposed to do that? Shouldn't it some put together of Hail Mary? Oh right, her Rosary beads are still hanging from her asshole. She needs those, right? Meanwhile, Brother JR gets singing that strain and caning her. As he does so, we see that Sister Marina is arising to leak water from her eyes. She's moved into a just discovered headspace. Resignation I think. And she better be resigned. Because she's on the eve to do some pretty un-nunly things. Like suck Brother JR's cock. He steps round, grabs her dangling head by the chin and sticks his cock in her look. Right up to her face hole and tells her to draw milk from it. After a bit of futile resistance she obliges. Apparently she wasn't everlastingly a nun. Once she had things well lubricated he steps encircling the backside and popped it in her nun hole. Oh, only he did need to raise the Rosary beads up out of the track first. And my goodness, she got pounded. I mean really, in fact pounded. Like a nun should. And once she was well tenderized Brother JR stopped abruptly, casually walked back around to the front and had her clean his cock up from everything the unholy nun juice. And once things were tidy there he walked back encircling to her nun hole and started banging it again. And it's a capital thing the Bang Bike has handle bars on it (pink ones by glittery streamers) because clearly those are needed to maximize the force. I think Brother JR said something about getting his scrotum in in that place as well. It appears Sister Marina lost some of her principal gear between poundings. And just as she's reaching her vaginal bound Brother JR sounds the horn on the Bang Bike and completely freaks audibly Sister Marina. I think she actually screamed. Her distraction momentarily consummate, so is Brother JR, for now --but not before Sister Marina pisses herself.
Finally, we light upon Sister Marina ready to endure a favorite torment of Dick Cheney's, waterboarding. She is emit-eagled across a stool. We see a wet cloth tossed and earth across her face. We see her, her visage beneath the bdsm stoires pile. Her open mouth. Water is poured directly over it giving her the perception of drowning. She bucks and fights furiously. More than anticipated. She all but fights herself off the stool and onto the floor beneath her. Brother JR kneels into disgrace and firmly grasps her head. We see her breathing in the fabric. Sucking the cloth down onto her face. But it is permeable, very porous --so she can breathe through it. It just doesn't be conscious of being like it to her. Makes her panicky. Makes her try harder. And for this reason there's more water. More bucking and fighting. I mean in reality, she fights hard. She's all over the place. It's every part of I can do to keep her still and under control. More take in ~. She's gasping, bucking and moving about in chaos. We have power to see her face under the wet fabric. We can see her inlet is fully open and sucking in the air as best she have power to. She's panicky. And then we hear Brother JR sing that poesy again as he lifts the sacred water bowl and pours again Holy Water across her face. She sounds like she's drowning. Brother JR is holding her appease while pressing the fabric across her face as placidly as potential. She's coughing and gasping. At one point it seems that's whole we hear --her trying to breath. She continues to buck around; out of control. And just as she calms, more water is administered. We be assured of it's reaching her throat because we hear gurgling sounds. We papal court her become chaotic again. She coughs vigorously. She gasps. She's, well, forsaken at this quirk. I suppose she wasn't completely forsaken because Brother JR clear to put a clothespin on her clit before leaving her with respect to the day.

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