
Terminator Game
With unconditional obedience, you follow your beautiful mistress into the Rubber Suite of Studio Black Fun. Now he stands in front of you: the Terminator - a worldwide unique construct of an exceptional kind. A mixture of a pillory and an exclusive torture instrument. Agonizing excitement makes your heartbeat collapse at the sight of him. Mistress Honey Punch skillfully maneuvers your head into the neck pillory. Every move is spot on. With an electric winch, she creates a comfortable posture that increasingly restricts your movement. An inflated neck cuff leaves no marks of this procedure. Apprehensively, you follow the sweet ordeal in a huge mirror. Now she puts your wrists in a hand pillory, displaying your shame for her amusement. Depending on her mood, she also uses a KG from Steelworxx or a permanent catheter. Overall, it doesn't matter through which variant your own champagne flows into the acrylic glass that stands between your legs. From it, she pumps the golden nectar into a separating funnel that hangs before your eyes. Long ago, a perverted greed has conquered you and defeated any rejection. Your rubberized judge now executes one sentence after the next. As if in a trance, you crave the ball gag, which, with additional spreaders, puts your mouth on display like an open wound.
The sight in the mirror makes you aware of your function as a living component in a never-ending cycle of the Terminator game. Deliver and swallow is her command. Boredom never arises. Now she puts the soles of your feet under electric current, but fear is unfounded. The pleasant wave program of the ET 312 power unit stimulates your feet all the way to the pelvic area. A stimulation catalyst that seeks its equal. When Mistress Honey Punch spontaneously sits on the acrylic glass funnel and mixes her champagne with your piss into a delicious mélange, your senses go wild. With about 1.5 liters of sparkling wine, Mistress Honey Punch releases you from the pillory.
Carefully she packs you for the way home in a thick protective diaper. Leak-proof, but bulging filled, you feel your thick diaper package during the ride home and think back to a horny Terminator game.
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