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22-08-2010 08:00:55
 | Trinity PostTrinity is going to have work very hard to keep Chanta impressed today. In metal shackles, she is introduced to 2 kinds of pain before being stripped. An orgasm is ripped from her cunt and she is tied in doggy position for some anal electroplay. Hot wax falls on her asshole and feet as she suffers through the increased voltage. Having a huge orgasm from all of the sensations leaves Trinity exhausted but now it's time to be anally strapon fucked. Spanked, flogged and whipped until her ass is red, and penetrated until her hole is stretched, Trinity can't help but squirt everywhere. As she doesn't ask permission for every orgasm, in the end there is some severe pain waiting for her.Ah! This shoot for me has the smell of black gunpowder, this heady smell which reminds you of heroic times no longer available even near. ?Le nom de la rose? (the name of the rose) : when the rose doesn't show in person any longer itself, we keep the name and the image. Chanta had eat lion and was in top form as a domme in this period where she shot too with Victoria Vonn a grandiose shoot. Here, with this sort of a little sister of Julie Night (who was a painslut) merely a sensation whore this one, she embodies the stance of a Martial Arts Master, the black dress diving in the black background of the room leaving only face and hands visible : a striking figure. ?I have destroyed your spirit, but I think I will leave you intact, for I will show you some mercy? ; and : ?I'm not a fan of being pissed on!? (Chanta). She shows delicious cruelty with this poor Trinity who pretends to love the contrast of pain & pleasure (getting 9 orgasms here), always keeping on the right level of pressure with a demonstrative science of how to flirt with threat and tears of the sub without crossing the red line. She plays admirably with this girl whose mind is always one time in advance before the events : the apprehension of the sensation to come. Just a glance at Staceyp's singletail, with a feather hit, and hop! hysteria : the queen of fidgeters. So nice to see & hear, and to be thrown as a mice into the cruel claws of a cat very careful to keep her toy alive. -- regisjean |