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Into The Attic - Bijou Cuts Off Her Own Air Supply

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Bijou is in a really tough situation. Angel has her strung up by the neck, on her high heel encrusted tip toes, one arm tied behind her back with a chest harness on. Angel seems particularly interested in making bijou uncomfortable. She's pushing her around, hard, keeping bijou off balance. She's mean. She picks up a ruler and starts beating bijou with it until she screams. A look of worry doesn't even come close to describing what suddenly gets wiped across her face. She didn't expect this aggressive behavior. Angel relentlessly beats her ass and thighs, front and back. Bijou is completely caught off guard and struggling. Struggling to stay balanced as angel pushes her hard again. But that neck rope and her tippy toes keep her up. She picks up a small bat and starts beating her with that. Poking her in sensitive areas. When angel ties rope around one of bijou's upper thighs and winches it toward the ceiling bijou suddenly finds herself precariously perched. She has to keep that one arm still untied thrown out in order to keep her balance, to not herself off. Angel is rough with her though. Pushing her still in spite of her being on one leg, one tippy toe now. She picks up that little bat again and starts beating her once more. She's crying and reaching out and looking for some purchase, constantly afraid that she will herself. She is kept completely off guard. She slaps her belly, her tits and pussy. Her face. Grabs her chest harness and pulls her around. She's crying the whole time. Freaked out. After toying with bijou angel gets the hitachi and stuffs it into the hand of her free arm. She duct tapes it in there and then tells her to start getting herself off. The whole time she beats her with a bat. And when she tires of that she beats her with a ruler, then the flogger, then pulls her around by her nipples --but bijou better not take that hitachi away. She fucks with her relentlessly before finally tying a nasty crotch rope on her. Then she tells her to put the hitachi back on her cunt and get herself off. When that orgasm came over her it was like she was in a death quell. Her whole body racked in violent storms. She shook hard, quaking from the release. At times, contractions took place that made you swear someone had just stuck a bowie knife in her back. I was exhausted after watching this.

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