![]() A spot that does not cause her so much grief and. She continually searches for a way, ever so gingerly, to find a spot she can rest in. But again, in doing so she only brought further discomfort to her prized pleasure zone. The moment she does she feels a digging into her cunt and she lowers it immediately. For an instant she seems to forget her leg is weighted and raises it. She looks down at her sex, at the sharp metal edge that digs into her cunt. Any movement of her wrists or neck causes the whole of the parts to move together, frustrating and confounding her. The sharp A-frame nature of The Horse keeps her cunt and asshole in a constant battle for comfort -or at least something less painful. She is clearly resigned to the fact she is stuck, because this is another case of hearing her cries before ever seeing her body. Her neck and wrists are secured to a heavy wooden board which itself has been chained to the ceiling above her. To increase her discomfort he tied bowling balls to each of her ankles. ![]()
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