While Rachel is no stranger to self-bondage she was in the mood for something new. Mummification was on her mind and with a little research, she came up with a solution. Wrapping pallet wrap around poles she's able to circle around them to wrap herself tight. As this is a trial run her escape plan is to just unwrap the other way. It wasn't until her ankles were wrapped together that things went awry. Falling onto the couch the wrap is so tight it takes all she can do to lay down straight let alone stand up. Trapped under 12 layers of plastic, it will be a long while before she can get herself out.
Twitching slightly in apprehension as the zipties cinched around her body, Mackenzie had no idea what was in store for her. From her shoes to her exposed breasts the zipties left her mummified on the floor. Ensuring no possible escape, more ties are anchored to the floor. Makenzie knew this wasn't it as she tried her best to find some weak point. When the clover clamps came out she really struggled, but with her breasts exposed they were quickly clamped. After snugging a magic wand tightly between her legs she was almost ready. A single string is tied to her nipple clamps to her toes forcing her to keep them bent back lest she pull on her clamps. As the vibe is turned to high, Mackenzie tries her best to fight off the pleasure running through her. Trying desperately to stave off the impending, toe curling orgasms in her near future.
When Lucy arrived at my door, she was skeptical, worried that the bondage wouldn’t be real. Confident in her ability to escape anything but the strictest restraints, she was hoping for a true challenge. Lucky for her, I had just the thing to put her doubts to rest. Before locking her into the wooden stocks, I secured custom-printed ball cuffs to her hands and fastened a matching collar around her neck. Once locked in place, there wasn’t a bit of wiggle room, just a snug and inescapable fit. With her stocks chained to the ceiling and her legs spread apart, her heels continued to slip as she struggled to keep them together. But I wasn’t done with her yet. Holding a heavy concrete ball in my hands, I watched her eyes widen as I tied it to a crotch rope. If she was going to escape, now was the time.
When Lola was asked if she was ticklish, she vehemently answered no. She might as well have tattooed “I’m extremely ticklish” on her forehead. Still, it’s best to test these assumptions out. For that, she is bolted to the floor to keep struggling to a minimum. She’s given a few minutes to try and escape and struggle, but the nylon straps don’t budge. Knowing she’s helpless, her feet are tested first. Screams of laughter erupt from behind her ball gag. With even the slightest touch can elicit such a response, Lola knew she was in trouble. Hoping that I wouldn’t test her little white lie, she could only hope the next hour would pass quickly.
There's nothing better than a good spread-eagled bondage scene for our models Eden and Seven to enjoy. As you may already know, Eden is a sexy Top who knows the ropes, and Seven is an frisky and experienced Bottom who has a bondage resume as long as your arm. Today's scene involves a Pussy Hook, which is not something you're likely to find in a drug store, supermarket, or even a sex shop. Just the name 'Pussy Hook' sounds unusual and extreme, so I’d like to suggest you hold on to your seat as we watch this bizarre bondage scenario unfold.
Lady Serena converted into an engine. Lady Serena is Gord's Fem-car. Lady Serena, bedecked in her shiny catsuit, copper sheathed and hooded, armsheathed with the trusty Ledermeister armsheath, is made ready for her maiden voyage as gob-smacked crowds look on. But before we crank up this helpless, somewhat nervous damsel-engine, and streak off into the sunset of San Francisco, California.
Rubberella’s routine training session goes awry when Jewell Marceau makes her last critical mistake when demonstrating what she has learned on the obedient, rubberized slave girl Darby. When Jewell is practicing her flogging skills on Darby’s tight, round bottom and hits Rubberella instead, that is the last straw for Mistress Jean Bardot! Through rigorous punishment, torture, and latex in casement; Mistress Jean finally convinces Jewell that she is more suitable on her hands and knees worshipping her latex boots than trying her hand at the whip!
Ceci undergoes a serious workout when her friend Jay gets her hands on the Mouse Wheel controller. Methinks Jay is in serious shit when Ceci gets loose!