As the minutes go by it gets worse and worse. The way your ankles are bolted beside your wrists. Metal squeezes your tits. The collar. The gag. It all hurts. Not a lot. But enough to make everything difficult, even your breathing. You weigh it out in your mind. You can take one more minute. Maybe two. And just when you can't stand another second, PD shows up. He lays a pile of canes and paddles at your feet. And you realize anything is better than being locked in this metal that rubs and squeezes and presses. Anything. You can plainly see that things are going to get a lot worse. But you don't care. Even pain is better than this. You need PD. And that's exactly the way he wants it.
He oils your feet, taking the time to rub it between each toe. His touch is incredible. Marvelous. He says, let me know when you want me to hit you. He makes you a part of your own misery. And he pokes a skewer beneath your toenails. He lights a torch and heats the bottoms of your feet. Your helplessness is profound. It's just the beginning. Extended discomfort marked with bright points of pain and quintessential torment.
As time passes, the things that he does begin to seem dreamlike. He's bent your hands backwards, palm up splaying out your fingers. The room becomes fantastical as he torments your fingers, caning the meaty part of your palm. But you don't want him to leave. You don't want to be alone.
You're standing, a 4X4 yoke bolted to your wrists and neck. A metal pipe gag pushes your tongue backwards and down, opening the mouth. Your breath dries your upper palette. You can't swallow or wet your mouth. Metal chastity belt. Ankle spreader. Everything is very heavy. The weight messes with your head. It's bad. Really bad. You're nothing now. Nothing but this weight, this pain. You're not you anymore. And maybe that's exactly what you wanted all along.
Ashley is a Veteran on the INSEX stage. She's the type of girl who demands that the bondage is tight, the positions are strict, the pain is intense, and the orgasms are proper. That's just what she gets when she comes to visit us. This time the positions are so intense she screams out in pain.
Wearing a satin blouse & cute matching panties & socks, adorable Mia Nelson is bound & gagged with electrical tape & left to struggle on the bed. But our determined damsel will not stay put as she slides her way off the bed and squirms her way toward the door. There are lots of nice close ups of Mia’s cute sock clad feet and booty!
It's all about control. Straitjacket. Metal ballgag. Blindfold. Chain. PD tells Pinky to stick out her butt so he can beat her with a cane. She squirms away. It's clear she has no tolerance for pain. He tells her to shut up when he beats her. If she's quiet, he'll stop. It's a game he plays a game within a game. Psychological control. The mindfuck.
So Pinky her screams to make the pain stop. When he jams a dildo down her throat, she makes herself not to gag. PD compliments her. Pinky smiles. She gets her reward. She comes and comes and comes.
Pinky minces into the barn strapped in the straitjacket. A tit puller yanks on her tits. Chain draped beneath her heels from the shackles makes walking painful. PD sits her on a metal table, spreading her ankles wide. He tells her he's making a device specially fit to her. She smiles.
As he builds the special device, he takes a glowing metal rod out of the forge and her, threatening the bottoms of her feet, her body, and her pussy. He grinds a steel tube, shooting a shower of sparks that shatter against her skin. She freaks. She screams.
Brooke is a tall sexy skinny lady. The kind of girl you see around town and just want to strip her naked and tie her up so she can't get away. It's perfect because she'd like it. She also happens to be a kinky little slut. The more she's tied, the more she's turned on.
Mary Jane Jackson is tied balancing on her knees with her arms stretched out & her feet off the ground. She is gagged onscreen with stuffing & duct tape fully wrapped around her head. She is then blindfolded with tape fully wrapped around her head & eyes.
Mei is put to the test, confronted with torments she's not faced in prior shoots and devices not seen since the long ago days of Insex.
Restrained and gagged in a small water tank where, many years ago, leeches swam in the water, mei's body heat fogs the glass. PD bolts the door closed. Then he opens the top hole and sprays Mei. As the tank slowly fills, mei strains her neck against the chain that holds her down. Water creeps above her chin. Panic fills her eyes. After PD has drained out the water, Mei sits and shivers. Waiting.
Cable-tied to the gyn table, Mei's blindfolded and pussy-whipped until her cunt begins to weep. PD tapes a small vibrator onto her clit. His gloved, lubed finger pushes into her ass. An inflatable assplug slides in and expands so that Mei cannot expel it. PD closes off her nostrils and connects the tube of the assplug to the tube of her gag. He ramps up the vibrator. Mei comes, breathing out the ass.
The ends of a pair of jumper cables appear in PD's hands. PD fits Mei's mouth with a dental gag and attaches one electrode. He slips a long metal dilator into her vagina. Now he has his second contact point. Drenching her pussy and cunt with water, he shocks her poor cunt. Then PD holds the metal ball wand that was used so many years ago on YX and before that with Katrina. He runs it along Mei's clit and nipples. Just for the record, it feels like the slice of a knife. And there's nothing at all to Mei's screams.
Mei's rewards are the fucking machine, the goat milker, and a vibrator. You know Mei's had one hell of an orgasm when it's a fucking machine-stopper.