**THIS WAS A CUSTOM CLIP!**

Brutal Master and subbie Cupcake haven't played in a while. She's bored and lonely and sends him a voice message wishing for more "quality time". He hasn't laid a hand on her in months, and she oh so craves being again. Cupcake soon realizes that her wish will be more than she anticipated...

Hogtied, Cupcake is placed in the back of Master's van and left to squirm and struggle as he drives to a secluded part of the woods. She is unsecured besides the rope keeping her in place and is to brace herself with every turn and bump on the unmarked road....

**THIS WAS A CUSTOM CLIP!**

Brutal Master and subbie Cupcake haven't played in a while. She's bored and lonely and sends him a voice message wishing for more "quality time". He hasn't laid a hand on her in months, and she oh so craves being again. Cupcake soon realizes that her wish will be more than she anticipated...

Hogtied, Cupcake is placed in the back of Master's van and left to squirm and struggle as he drives to a secluded part of the woods. She is unsecured besides the rope keeping her in place and is to brace herself with every turn and bump on the unmarked road. Finally parking, he then unties Cupcake, and marches her (nude except for a tiny thong and shoes) deeper still into the woods. He places her against a tree. "You want quality time?" he sneers, as she trembles at the unknown. "Let's play a little game.."

Brutal Master then draws a red and white target on Cupcake's perky breasts, and walks a few feet back.
The game Master had in mind, it seems, is target practice! Pulling out a BB shooter, he aims at Cupcake's vulnerable body, aiming for her breasts but delighting in her agony nonetheless as he misses - sometimes on purpose, just to see her scream. Again and again he takes aim, as the small but vicious pellets whizz into Cupcake's body, leaving tiny angry red welts that become clearer and clearer as the video progresses. After almost ten minutes of shooting, Cupcake can't take much more, and collapses to the ground trembling in pain.

Do the games end? Of course not! Master decides it's simply time to play a different type of target practice game..this time with sharp darts. He draws a large target on her luscious, quivering ass, and begins to aim and throw. One digs into the back of her juicy calves and she shrieks. Another flies into her ass cheek. Again and again he aims and throws, delighting in her agony as he tries to hit the bull's eye.

Finally, he grabs her by the shoulder and marches her back to the van.

Hopefully Cupcake will think twice before complaining of boredom again!