IntoTheAttic

21 year old Zayda is back to The Attic on her 5th visit. And what a wet visit it was. Let's get started. First off for Zayda is a little time in The Aquarium. After stripping and then shackling her with heavy chains and manacles, as well as attaching bowling balls to her neck collar, she was placed into a clear, water tight cage. Zed had already hooked up a lawn sprinkler inside of the cage. You know, the kind that goes tak, tak, tak, tak, whoosh, tak, tak, tak, tak, whoosh. So once she was locked into the cage we turned the water on. The sprinkler came to life and suddenly Zayda was getting hit in the head by a strong stream of water. It was kind of like being inside of your own personal weather system. So now we just sit back and watch as the water level in the cage gets higher and higher and Zayda get's more and more water logged. It takes quite awhile to fill that cage up and I think I see her starting to shiver now. Next up for Zayda is a little outdoor time in the cold. It's about 40 degrees outside so I lock her neck and wrists to a board, chain her to a chair underneath some Juniper trees while Zed sets up a sprinkler to keep her hosed down with. Oh, and I secured those bowling balls to the board attached to her neck. Once she was secured she began to shake immediately. The sound she made as she shivered was constant and loud, the metal of the chains and manacles beating against the chair she's chained too. She, in fact, screams a lot. And she looks fantastic all naked and cold, shivering with her tits exposed, water beading up upon her skin. Her hair wet and sultry. I mean damn, that's got to suck. She's really fucking shaking now. Water streaming down her body and she's clearly in distress, crying. Jesus, would you stop shaking? It's kind of getting annoying. Okay, where's the Hitachi and Victor? I lubed that Hitachi up with a huge dollop of peanut butter. Then I called Victor over to clean it up. Then Steve & Frank got in on the business as well. Poor Zayda, just over there watching what is taking place. Knowing I'm about to put that Hitachi right on her cunt. Unfortunately, given that the dogs had so much trouble getting that peanut butter off the end of it due to it getting stuck in their mouths, I had to just go ahead and use it anyway. I heard Zayda let out a gasp when she saw that Hitachi just before it hit her pussy. And naturally, once it hit that water logged cunt, she started to do more than gasp. Her hands turned into fists and she started to scream. And what the fuck, she immediately requests permission to cum. What?! Finally, Zayda is bound with her wrists and elbows brought together and then she's bent over and her arms bound up to a ladder. From this point an ass hook is installed. Now I'm going to punish Zayda for being so goddamn beautiful. I'm going to make her cry over this. I start with a cane; a small tiny cane made of fiberglass. It doesn't take any time at all before she's crying. I move to a rattan cane. I smack her in measured waves. Relentlessly. Each time she cries out and makes a face of anguish. I cane her calves and then her Achilles heel. After a few moments of letting her regain her composure I flog her gorgeous cunt. Then her ass cheeks. You can tell it hurts. I mean, outside of the screaming she's doing, she keeps trying to pick her bound feet up, just a little, to sort of shake off the sting. And that ass hook just rattles around while she does. And then: WHACK. I made her look at you, The Viewer, and tell you she deserved that. Because she's so goddamn beautiful. Then I had her ask me for another one and thank me for it after its delivery. Oh my god, quit that fucking crying you big baby. When I finally let her have an orgasm she looked like she was trying to push a watermelon out her cunt hole. She screamed. She said "Oh my god!" She sprayed all over my arm.