Confinement punishment
- Brand: Studio Bling
- Model Latex_046
- Video Size: 1920×1080
- Data size: 912 MB
- Video Time: 50分17秒
- Availability: In Stock
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¥2,970円
- Ex Tax: ¥2,700円
- Price in reward points: 2700
TOKIME, that guy, actually got mad at me.
This time, the gear was worn for a long time. The prosthetic breasts were too heavy, straining her neck, and carrying two water-filled negative pressure bottle backpacks made TOKIME, who lacks exercise, extremely exhausted.
Before filming, we also took a round of photos, and TOKIME was already subtly uncooperative. As a result, she threw a tantrum when we started shooting.
Seeing her half-hearted movements, I got angry and gave her a thorough beating, whipping her until she lost control, kneeling on the ground sobbing.
She kept wiping the mask with her hands, as if trying to wipe away tears, but under the gas mask was a silicone hood, so she could only hold back her tears, enduring the sobbing pressure from the negative pressure bottles.
After she cried for a while, I comforted her properly, and she became more obedient. So, I gave her a reward, though it was a reward, I secretly decided to make her climax until she was exhausted today.
TOKIME’s body has been trained to be extremely sensitive. Her climaxes tense her entire body, silence her cries, and make her tremble. The first reward brought one.
Because of her tantrum, the next step was confinement punishment, with all her senses stripped away.
I used clay earplugs to block her ears, stuffed sponge balls in her mouth, put on a latex hood that sealed her eyes and mouth, and fitted her with latex armbinders.
Finally, I locked her head in a confinement headbox.
This headbox was custom-made to fit TOKIME’s head shape, extremely tight. Once closed, it only echoed internally, and with the earplugs, it blocked out external sounds.
Although there were ventilation holes at the back of the headbox, breathing was still difficult in such a confined space.
Then, I connected the fucking machine, and the punishment began.
This time, the gear was worn for a long time. The prosthetic breasts were too heavy, straining her neck, and carrying two water-filled negative pressure bottle backpacks made TOKIME, who lacks exercise, extremely exhausted.
Before filming, we also took a round of photos, and TOKIME was already subtly uncooperative. As a result, she threw a tantrum when we started shooting.
Seeing her half-hearted movements, I got angry and gave her a thorough beating, whipping her until she lost control, kneeling on the ground sobbing.
She kept wiping the mask with her hands, as if trying to wipe away tears, but under the gas mask was a silicone hood, so she could only hold back her tears, enduring the sobbing pressure from the negative pressure bottles.
After she cried for a while, I comforted her properly, and she became more obedient. So, I gave her a reward, though it was a reward, I secretly decided to make her climax until she was exhausted today.
TOKIME’s body has been trained to be extremely sensitive. Her climaxes tense her entire body, silence her cries, and make her tremble. The first reward brought one.
Because of her tantrum, the next step was confinement punishment, with all her senses stripped away.
I used clay earplugs to block her ears, stuffed sponge balls in her mouth, put on a latex hood that sealed her eyes and mouth, and fitted her with latex armbinders.
Finally, I locked her head in a confinement headbox.
This headbox was custom-made to fit TOKIME’s head shape, extremely tight. Once closed, it only echoed internally, and with the earplugs, it blocked out external sounds.
Although there were ventilation holes at the back of the headbox, breathing was still difficult in such a confined space.
Then, I connected the fucking machine, and the punishment began.
High heels made her soles ache, the armbinders numbed her arms, the sponge balls filled her mouth, leaving only her nostrils for breathing. But the headbox was almost pressed against her face, so the exhaled air bounced back onto her face. The machine below kept thrusting, getting faster, and in the end, her legs couldn’t hold her up, relying only on her jaw being suspended by the headbox.
This was TOKIME’s description. When I finally opened the headbox, she collapsed to the ground. Serves her right—who told her to throw a tantrum?
It’s said she climaxed twice more during the confinement, but I thought that wasn’t enough; she was still a few short of my goal.
This time, I made it slightly more comfortable for TOKIME, removing some of the gear’s restraints. She lay on the sofa for forced stimulation, and of course, breath control was included. I used a regulating valve attached to her mask.
Here, TOKIME performed her hip bridge, a new climax response she’s developed recently. In the end, with all breathing holes closed, she climaxed once more, twice in this session, totaling five times.
It’s said she climaxed twice more during the confinement, but I thought that wasn’t enough; she was still a few short of my goal.
This time, I made it slightly more comfortable for TOKIME, removing some of the gear’s restraints. She lay on the sofa for forced stimulation, and of course, breath control was included. I used a regulating valve attached to her mask.
Here, TOKIME performed her hip bridge, a new climax response she’s developed recently. In the end, with all breathing holes closed, she climaxed once more, twice in this session, totaling five times.