Starring the following model:
"Rebecca is bound and ball-gagged under machines full of gunge and slops!"
File count: | 1 |
Total size: | 763.57MB |
Runtime: | 13 mins, 6 secs |
Released: | 3/12/25 |
Views: | 96 |
Scene ID: | 86871 |
Tagged: | Female |
Issues? | Report |
Rebecca wakes, and finds herself hogtied and ball-gagged. She struggles to free herself and groans and gasps as she realises it won't be possible.
After watching her struggle for a minute, the familiar sound of the gunge machine being released is heard, and Rebecca squeals in disgust as a rain of green gunge starts to fall onto her butt, flowing over her tights and between her legs. She squeals even heard when the second machine is triggered, and gunge starts flooding over her head! She thrashes and wriggles, but this only gets her messier as the relentless gunge rain continues for many minutes.
Eventually, the flood starts to slow, and Rebecca manages to turn onto her side. Her outfit is drenched, and her matted hair sticks to her face and she pants and groans past the ballgag. The gunge machines have recharged however, and a rain of scarlet gunge pours out onto her face and butt once more. As ever, the tide from the gunge-machines is unstoppable, and however hard Rebecca struggles she can't free herself or escape the slime. Her face gets plastered, layer after layer of gunge building up on the helpless beauty while her blonde hair is immersed in the goo.
As the rain turns to a trickle, Rebecca manages to slide onto her back in the deepening pool of gunge. She seems as if she may have a chance of wriggling free... but no. Another twin deluge of gunge drops onto her, falling square in her face and covering her layered tights and stockings. Halfway through she manages to spit the ballgag out, and gasps and splutters as the gunge rains down on her face with no way for her to wipe it clean
At last, her gunge torment is over, and she escapes her bonds. Her horror of the slime has passed, and she excitedly strips off her outfit so she can feel it against her skin. Excitedly, face upturned in anticipation, she pulls the cable... and releases thirty litres of recycled savoury slops onto her own face! This tide of sludge rolls down her body, coating her face again and again as it keeps on flooding out of the machine. Rebecca's humiliation is complete, and we fade to black as she gasps and splutters in disgust.