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Due to Koan’s perverse resistance, JC locks her into a hinged post-industrial chastity belt. She is chained in full metallic restraint on tiptoes with little, thick collar, shackles, and elbows chained together. Koan seems doll-like, made. Suspended from the chastity belt, so the full weight of her body bears down on her cunt a real agony. Her pussy swells. Koan’s will soon be eventually broken. She turns and gifts like in proper bow. Part flesh. Part metal.
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