Derrick pulled her legs apart, giving the cameras a clear view of her bare pussy. It was visibly wet, clearly broadcasting her enthusiasm. The body wasn’t even faking anything, Casey really was that excited. “The best part,” Derrick continued, “is that muscle strain is still being accurately modeled. If I make Rose squat, her legs will feel uncomfortable, and the pain will get worse the longer she holds the pose. It’ll hurt just as much as it would in a natural body. That pain is usually kept capped at a low threshold, mostly for safety reasons, but we got rid of that. No reason to give this slut an easy break.” Derrick slapped her pussy, hard and fast. It forced a surprised shriek out of Casey. “Oh, she still has her voice. Turn that off, guys?” Buttons were pressed. Something twitched inside Casey’s throat. A few seconds of experimentation showed that she no longer had the ability to make noise. She still had control of her mouth, though. “Well,” Derrick said, as he lightly trailed his fingers down her stomach, “I think it’s time we go ahead and break this bitch. Let’s get started, shall we?” Derrick bent down. On the far side of the table, out of view from the camera and Casey’s line of sight, was a pile of sex toys and general BDSM equipment. She was pretty sure everything he’d need for the shoot was there. She had gotten a glimpse of it while she had been waiting on the couch, but she had not been in a good spot to see anything specific. That was fine. Casey enjoyed surprises. Derrick came back up with two thick handfuls of white sticky shock pads with thin wires trailing out the far end. He stuck them all over her stomach, the sides of her breasts, the underside of her breasts, and the skin above her mound. A few more were pasted across her inner thigh. Then came a long cord of nylon rope. Derrick wrapped a loop around the base of each breast, then slowly tightened and layered the loop as he threaded the rope around her shoulders and across her back. He was making a harness, slowly constricting the rope as he worked, and it was squeezing her tits harder with each pass. Derrick kept going, even when her breasts began to bulge out. He didn’t Japanese Porn stop until there was an almost obscene amount of pressure clenching down on the base of her breasts. “You don’t have to worry about damaging a model like this,” Derrick said offhandedly. “The body is built to last. Very durable. You can treat one of these much rougher than you ever could a real girl. See these tits? There’s no blood flow, so you’ll never get that nice bruised color, but Rose is definitely getting the real experience. Just one squeeze, and she’d shit her guts out—she was gone. To make her gasp and moan. Jerry had commented on this to her that sometimes he got her hairs in his mouth when he was licking her out. Morgana dipped her finger into the cup and brought out a fingertip coated with the last drops of a shimmering, viscous fluid. “Don't say that.” She was in charge announcing his Japanese Porn role for the night to his dismay. I helped her into my truck. John decided to accept the offer. Unfortunately, the interval between swats was too long to make me cum quickly but an orgasm was slowly building and on about the 20th swat I went over the edge and my body reacted in its usual way by jerking about as much as the restraints would allow. Don’t stress about it. “Oooh, you're being such a good sister. She moved his mouth to her nipples, just like she had when he was a baby and toddler and without thinking, Carl took her nipples in and nursed on her until he fell asleep. “The headmaster asked me to.” Max rolled his eyes. Sven marched ahead in his black leathers, Ealaín walking at his side.