Quinn is lifted up into the air with a Suspension Bed made of wires! Jessie Sparkles brought this diabolical piece to the shoot and we had to try it! Quinn was suctioned and vibrated into oblivion, and now has the marks to show it. Don't you love it when a plan comes together!
What does one do when they have two cute girls like Dolly Mattel and Kate Kenzi? You tie them to each other of course. First OT has them undress each other. Then he tosses them each a gag. They're told to put them on tightly, but of course they don't do it tight enough. OT makes sure to make them too tight. The name of the game is predicament. OT ties each girl with their ankle to the other's neck. They have to hold one leg up or choke their friend. At first it's not that hard, but as they get tired they slowly lower their legs. OT makes it even harder by adding a rock to each of their ankles. A full nelson isn't the most fun position to be put into, but for Kate it's even harder to put Dolly in. Dolly is tied into Kate's arms, but Kate has a neck rope. Every time Dolly flinches she pulls on Kate's neck. This is of course by design so OT gives Dolly a bit of vibration and as she loses control of her body Kate gets pulled down hard.
O.T. and Matt Williams are going to have a very happy holiday this year, and since they're such good friends, they've gotten each other matching presents: women to inflict their sickest desires upon. O.T. got Matt a lovely blonde named Alana Cruise who can take all the beatings he can dish out, and Matt in turn got him a sexy saucy read head named Lauren Phillips whose tits are just aching for a squeeze. Matt ropes Alana down to a Saint Andrew's cross with a ball gag stuffed into her mouth, so that her legs and her lips are held open for him. She is wearing a tight blue dress, which he generously cuts little holes in for her nipples to poke through, then slices off the little black panties she had on under it. Then he hooks some suction cups up onto them and pumps them up so they get swollen and sensitive. Matt takes a flogger and beats her bare pussy. After he removes the rest of her dress, he takes out a single tail and starts whipping her tits. Then it's time for her to have a little fun of her own, as he takes out the hitachi and vibrates her clit. After that it is O.T.'s turn to try out his new gift. He starts her out tied down on top of a box, her ankles tied so that her feet are pulled back next to either side of her head and her pussy is exposed. He clips clothespins on her tits and down her stomach along strings. Then he inserts a metal pussy hook inside of her and sticks the tip of the celebrator right on her clit to vibrate it with precision and intensity until she orgasms and squirts all over the place. He ties a net harness over her breasts and attaches that harness to a hair tie, then lights a candle and lets the hot wax drip all over her body.
Rebel Rhyder is the girl next door. Innocent and sweet. At least that's the way she looks. Once you mention tying her up though she becomes a whole different person. A grin from ear to ear and a lustful look in her eye. She bites her lip and breathes deeply. Her pretty red lips swell with arousal.
Rebel is treated to some of the finest things we have to offer. A thick red rag and tape gag, tits tied tighter than is comfortable, Suction cups on her nipples, and a reverse prayer tie that will leave her sore for days. Her body is ours to use once she walks through the door and we're going to make the best of it.
Her body is supple and bends to our will. A wide spread exposes her lady bits. She's pink and wet down there. She's ready to be taken.
Lauren Phillips is having a good time hanging out and chatting with her old friend London River about their weekends. Lauren is looking for a place to get her hair done, and London tells her she knows just the guy. This is how Lauren Phillips unwittingly walks into the parlor of O.T.. She sits down in his chair, asks for a trim, and before you can say "just a little off the end," there is a needle in her neck and she is out cold. When she wakes up, Lauren has her wrists tied to the floor with rope, and her mouth is stuffed full with a ball gag so that her screams are muffled and drool drips from her mouth. She struggles feebly to escape, but then O.T. comes in to keep her company. He cuts her tight jeggings away with his knife so that her little white panties and her nice, round ass are exposed. He spanks it and punches it. He slaps her face and gropes her tits through her shirt, and all the while she groans and drools, defenseless. Then O.T. has Lauren tied up, standing, with her hands pulled high above her head making her tits look even fuller and perkier than they usually do. Her friend, London, comes in to feel her breasts, since that's all she's wanted to do since they started hanging out, then leaves her to O.T. again. He binds her breasts tighter, and runs his hands all over her body and even inside her as he kisses her face through her tape gag. Then he takes out a single tailed whip and really makes her wriggle and scream.
The tests came back looking great. Fertility is all but assured. I will conceive with the proper insemination. That’s what the doctor told me. He wanted to give me vitamins, but it was something a lot stronger. Now I’m completely at his mercy.
First he tests me. Measurements, pictures, rectal temperature. He spared no violation. Then came the worst violations. There’s no reason he needed to test my sexual response. Milk my tits to see how much they can produce.
He taught me to breath in preparation. He tested my ability to dilate. His hand barely fit. Then it was time for the sample. Several men contributed he says. I’m sure he was one of them, the sick bastard.
All Mandy Muse had to do was mind her own fucking business. No one asked her to go snooping around in the "abandoned" building, looking for the source of the screams. It is, however, a convenient way for Ot to attract new victims in the end. Maybe if he makes this one scream long enough another hot and nosey little minx will come wandering through his door.
Here's Mandy's problem. She can only scream so loud with the gag in her mouth and he has no intention of removing it until he wants to get another girl in his clutches. Besides, it's the easiest way to keep her locked to the pole in the middle of the room. She can only move her face about a foot away from it, but it doesn't inhibit access to the other end of her. Ot can whip her, fuck her with dildos, vibrate her, or whatever else comes to mind.
When Mandy first got caught she thought that Ot was just going to fuck her and she was terrified. When she was first locked up she was sure he would hurt her first but that that his cock would still be the worst of it. But when he had her on all fours like a dog, fingering herself while he whipped her back she realized that he had no intention of using her like that, and even more humiliating, that's all she wants now. The loss of control, the pain, the degradation, it's all made her so horny.
Veruca James is an alabaster skinned classic treasure. But behind those fine cheekbones and stunning looks lurks a natural born pervert. She craves the darker side of life, the more extreme explorations, and that is exactly what Sexuallybroken offers in spades. Today we are going to ragdoll this fineboned beauty to the ground. We are not going to stop until she is a limp puddle on the floor. The set up is simplicity in itself. A beautiful girl in bondage completely deconstructed by dick. Elbows bound behind her back it all it takes to render Veruca totally helpless. Her clothes are quickly cut off, exposing her perfect breasts. A firm hand over her mouth brings that look into her eyes. That look that is utter sexual submission. Her tongue is out, signaling her eagerness for rock hard cock to be introduced to the back of her throat meat. Veruca is among the top deepthroaters out there, it is what she was put on the planet to do, and she does it like a champ. Once the cock is buried to the hilt in her face pussy, the shift happens. Veruca spirals eagerly off into sexual subspace. Her eyes are glazed over and distant, locked on those distant shores of sexual pleasure. She chokes and gasps. Her makeup dissolves, her hair is tousled and destroyed. She is pushed ass up face down, and throughly plowed. She is a limp disheveled mess of the porn star that had so gracefully stepped foot on our stage. Hauling her well fucked body into a strict hogtie, we render her even more helpless. Sweat glistens on her pale skin. Her hair is trashed. She is completely undone. Time to blast her so utterly that Veruca will forget her own name. The vibrator applied to her helpless pussy rips multiple orgasms out her bound body. She can not help it. She cums over and over. We leave her a sweaty bound mess on our floor, gasping like a freshly caught fish. The lights are on but nobody is home. THAT is how you sexually break a bitch...