Terminator-Game
With unquestioning obedience, you follow your beautiful mistress into the Rubber Suite at Studio Black Fun. Now he stands before you: the Terminator - a unique construct of a very special kind.
A mixture of standing pillory and exclusive instrument of torture.
Torturous excitement makes your heartbeat collapse at the sight of it. Mistress Honey Punch skilfully manoeuvres your head into the neck pillory. Every move is perfect. An inflated neck cuff makes pressure points impossible. She uses an electric winch to create a comfortable posture that increasingly restricts your movement. You watch the sweet ordeal anxiously in a huge mirror. Now she puts your wrists in a hand-tail pillory that puts your shame on display for her amusement. Depending on her mood, she also uses a KG from Steelworxx or a permanent catheter. In the end, it doesn’t matter which version your own champagne flows through into the acrylic glass between your legs. She pumps the golden nectar out of it into a separating funnel that hangs before your eyes. A perverted greed has long since conquered you and defeated all rejection. Your rubberised judge now executes one sentence after another. As if in a trance, you crave the ball gag, which exposes your mouth like an open wound with additional spreaders.
The sight in the mirror makes you realise your function as a living component in a never-ending cycle of the Terminator Game. Deliver and swallow is your command. Boredom never sets in. Now she’s energising the soles of your feet, but there’s no need to be afraid. The pleasant wave programme of the ET 312 electrical device stimulates your feet right down to the pelvic area. A stimulation catalyser that is second to none. When Mistress Honey Punch spontaneously sits down on the acrylic glass funnel and mixes her champagne with your pee to create a delicious mélange, your senses go wild.
