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Locked in bilbos, Erika struggles with a devastating strappado. PD, a psychofuck in thrall, coolly observes her torment. Shadows. Darkness. Insanity. Erika takes his cock deep in her throat. And then a caning, a cattle prod. Left out in a cage for the night, she’s cold, hungry and thirsty. By morning, he shows up in sweater and gloves and lights a fire beneath her. Steel in her ass. Blue sky. The flower of her pussy. The empty, desolate lands.
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