[95.60 MB] - Dark Cells Suplice Part 2 - MEETADREAM

The cells were cramped and cold, with nothing more than a small bed made of straw and a bucket for waste. The only sounds that could be heard were the drip of water from a leaky pipe and the occasional groan of a prisoner in pain. The female guards of the dark prison were unlike any other human beings. Their features were twisted and distorted, with elongated limbs and sharp, angular faces. Their eyes glowed with a strange, otherworldly light, and their voices were a haunting mixture of whispers and growls. Their uniforms were tattered and torn, revealing glimpses of the monstrous flesh beneath. The prisoners knew better than to look at them directly, for fear that their twisted visages would burn into their minds and haunt them forever. The strange female guards took pleasure in their power over the prisoners. They would taunt them with promises of release or escape, only to cruelly dash those hopes with a cold, mocking laugh. They would inflict unimaginable suplice on the captives, drawing out their suffering for as long as possible.

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dark-cells-suplice-part-2-meetadream.mp4 [95.60 MB] - The cells were cramped and cold, with nothing more than a small bed made of straw and a bucket for waste. The only sounds that could be heard were the drip of water from a leaky pipe and the occasional groan of a prisoner in pain. The female guards of the dark prison were unlike any other human beings. Their features were twisted and distorted, with elongated limbs and sharp, angular faces. Their eyes glowed with a strange, otherworldly light, and their voices were a haunting mixture of whispers and growls. Their uniforms were tattered and torn, revealing glimpses of the monstrous flesh beneath. The prisoners knew better than to look at them directly, for fear that their twisted visages would burn into their minds and haunt them forever. The strange female guards took pleasure in their power over the prisoners. They would taunt them with promises of release or escape, only to cruelly dash those hopes with a cold, mocking laugh. They would inflict unimaginable suplice on the captives, drawing out their suffering for as long as possible.