The contestant is placed in a standing bondage position. Then, she is given a Towel to hold in her mouth covering her body. Then, we undress her behind the towel and start the tickling. If she holds out and doesn't laugh, the towel stay in and she keeps her dignity. If she opens her mouth, she loses, not only the towel, but her dignity.
Kay Kardia isn't exactly quick on the uptake. By the time she says she isn't comfortable with what's happening she is locked down on her knees with a metal collar and has her hands cuffed behind her back. It's far too late for her to stop what O.T. has planned. She came here talking about some kind of carnival. She's about to become his new playground.
Listen carefully to the sounds that Kay makes. There is a shift in the tones of her moans and squeaks. It's subtle, certainly, but it is definitely there. One minute she is in genuine pain, feeling really humiliated, but after O.T. makes her cum, suddenly her attitude changes. She still acts like she hates what is happening, but you can tell that something is different. Her cries are a bit more breathy. Her squirming settles her into the whip instead of of away from it. She's starting to enjoy herself, even though she knows she shouldn't.
Sexy brunette in black blouse, in gold pants with naked tits plus hot woman in black dress with big boobs. Their tied up with ropes on the floor. Gag in their mouth. Professional bondage, domination and hogtie for a horny girls with small tits in the basement.
The Pretzel Challenge is inspired from the world of yoga. The Contestant must grab her ankles in a quasi-hogtie position which also is a great stretch in Yoga and hold it for 5 minutes while being tickled. Obviously, the feet are the first to be attacked but some great belly and rib action come out of this challenge.
Muscular long thighs, a flat belly, muscular arms and a screwed up pair of boobs. She is a trainer. The trainer of pros and she's also a pro contestant. She can't affort to withdraw and lose face for good. Lomp notices that and strikes.
Inspired by Agan Medon Sailor Luna has her arms pulled tightly behind her back. She is walked onto a giant dildo that makes its way to the back of her throat. OT fondles and undresses her while she struggles not to gag.
The leather hood on Sailor Luna's head keeps her in utter darkness and unable to speak. In just her panties Sailor Luna looks so adorable. OT takes the opportunity to whip her cute little tits and her sweet butt. When he pulls the hood off he wraps his huge hands around her throat and tightens down.
OT attaches her to a wooden device that has her completely exposed. She can't help but jut her pussy out for all to see. OT pulls her legs up, pushing her knees harshly into the edge of the wood. Labia clamps pull her tender pushy flesh open. Mr Pogo is crammed deeply into her wet cunt and the vibrator buzzes away at her clit. She's teased so close to orgasm that each time OT pulls the vibrator away Sailor Luna wants to cry.
This is a of our Classic Tickle Challenge. Basically, the girl is lying on the floor and tied at her hands and feet, then horizontally stretched at the ticklers discretion.
The world was black. I tried to feel around with my hands and feet as I was dragged into the room. The utter silence inside the thick leather was deafening. I had no idea what to expect. I had been beaten before. I had worked for Paintoy where I was severely beaten. On Hardtied I was used sexually for pleasure. With OT though I didn't know what would happen.
The metal was cold against my skin. The pipe I was attached to was too low for me to stand straight, but too high for me to kneel or sit. I could see him studying my body as I struggled. His warped mind imagining what devilish delights he might visit upon me.
The device is more versatile than I could have ever imagined. He lowers it and raises it to present my body in whatever position he wants it. It's so simple yet so cruel. When he finally approaches with the whip I can't help but flinch. I love the feeling on my skin, but the crack gets me every time. His aim couldn't be any better as my nipples and clit are the first to get his attention. My gratitude escapes my lips freely.
The contortions he put me in are only meant to display my body for his amusement. The suffering he imparts to me is pure bliss.