412 is one block headed bitch. Dee has decided that a crate is a powerful tool for intimidation. The box she uses to black out the world for 412 is simple, but effective. Inside is pitch black, and while sounds from outside are muffled and indistinct they echo around the chamber. 412 can barely think inside. Her own breath makes the confines even more uncomfortable. Every time she exhales the space becomes just a bit warmer, more humid and less comfortable. Getting out of that tight space is supposed to be a blessing but things turn sour quickly.
Nothing is ever easy for poor Penny Pax. She came to Elise Graves looking for a good time, and she knew that meant some Bdsm, but she had no idea how intense things could get, even after playing with us a few times before.
Creep: Where is she? Well, she has been driving for four hours. Sierra Cirque: He wasn’t kidding when he said it was remote. Woodlands and run-down towns. Creep: God, she looks great. She’s so beautiful. I love the glasses. It makes her look smart. She’s tall. She seems willing enough too. Sierra Cirque: Boy, he looks old, but he’s not fat. He’s tall. He seems safe enough. Creep: Oh my God, she’s sliding the skirt off over her ass. She’s folding up her skirt, she must be neat. She’s curious, she’s looking around. I wonder if she suspects anything. Sierra Cirque: Where did he go and what is taking him so long? He disappeared right after I got here. How strange. I hope the shoot starts soon so I can get out of this creepy place. Creep: She’s got some long legs to cover to get those pantyhose off. Sierra Cirque: This underwear smells musty. I wonder if anyone else has worn them. Probably him. This lingerie looks like it’s from the 50s. He probably jerked off to women dressed like this. Creep: God, my dick is as hard as it was back in Gary, Indiana when I used to roam the neighborhoods peeping through bedroom windows. She seems pretty stoic. Once I get her tied I can shift the propriety. “Do you know why your ankles are tied first?” Sierra Cirque: Where the hell is he? This is getting creepier by the minute.
Shit, now he is fondling me — I mustn't show that I am scared. I don’t dare say anything that will excite him — I have to play along. If I confront him, and it is my worst fear, I will have no place to go.
Some people feel like they need to love a slut to have any kind of fun with her. Dee is not one of them. When she takes Sophie Ryan out to the barn she is more like an interested experimenter than a passionate lover. She does not want Sophie for anything other than her body. She goes about her business as though she feels nothing for the girl at her mercy. The screams and the tears are curious side effects from her sadistic interests.
What a wonderful gift I found upon entering the barn. The lovely Mira Raine with her tongue and nipples stretched to the max. A note adorning her chest tells me that Cyd Black had left her for me.
It's a bad idea to cum before Dee is done, even if you have permission. femcar is going to learn a few reasons why. First and foremost, Dee isn't done hurting her but her orgasm makes her extra sensitive. Dee is no more kind than before. She bends femcar over a and lifts her arms into a strappado to keep her there. The bindings keep her perfectly angled for Dee to cane bother her tits and her ass. A few small adjustments and she's also open to being tormented. And trust femcar to perform like a real bondage and pain slut. Her pussy is begging for more in a matter of minutes. Dee grabs Mr. Pogo and props him in her cunt. She finger fucks femcar's ass and vibrates her clit again. This time she can't speak to beg so Dee just continues until she feels content.
When Dee Williams was first talking to Matt before they met up, she told him she liked to "play rough". It is very possible that Dee didn't actually know the meaning of the phrase until she found herself chained up and bent over in his house in the woods. She'll learn quickly, though, as she becomes a living advertisement for why you should look into someone more before meeting up for anonymous sex.
It's not all bad for Dee, it turns out she does like playing rough, and every painful position and bit of torment gives her more pleasure. She particularly likes it when Matt puts the fucking machine in her ass and turns it on to its highest setting. Soon enough he's got her squirting all over the place and crying out in orgasm.
Milcah Halili has been excited for a long time for their date with London River. London is tall, fun, smoking hot, and incredibly mysterious. No one Milcah knows has ever been or seen inside of her house. It looks like Milcah is going to be the first, since after coffee London looks ready and raring to go and invites them in to hang out a little longer. There was no way for them to expect what London has waiting for them, but they are about to find out why no one who goes in ever comes out. London wraps her arm around Milcah's neck and puts them to sleep, and when they wake up they are not too happy. London gets them down in a plank, holding themselves up on their hands and toes, then laces wire beneath them, so if their strength gives in, even for a second, they will be met with an unpleasant shock. London caresses their back adoringly, admiring how cute her date is, before it occurs to her that they might not be thinking the same about her, and goes to grab the cattle prod just to be sure. "Do you think I'm pretty?" she asks. And if Milcah knows what is good for them they will answer yes. She is starting to get more convinced as she stands Milcah up on their toes, an electrified wire strung right beneath their heels, just waiting to send a jolt of electricity through their body. London spends the duration of their date making Milcah hurt, not trusting them and knowing that they will surely hurt her in the future. With each pang of agony Milcah experiences, she trusts their affection a little more, and Milcah becomes more and more sure that they will never date carefree again.
Being a worthless cunt means putting up with all kinds of shit. Marina knows that as well as anyone since she has submitted to Dee. This is only round one of what SD is planning and it is humiliating as hell. Marina is going to have to hope the pay-off is worth the punishment she needs to endure. Being covered in spit is the least of her worries. She better pray Dee does not decide to fuck her with the new cock she just carved out of ginger or leave her baking on a stone slab in the sun all day. Her only hope is to make sure SD is completely satisfied with her service and willing to play nice afterward.
You find the best things in the least likely places. Or at least I do. For instance, Freya French is a lovely little gift hanging out in the boiler room. I was expecting something disgusting like rats or a stray cat when I heard the sounds coming through the vents. Imagine my surprise when I came across a hot, submissive piece of ass, just looking for someone to make her feel like filth. She looked like a scared little animal, hiding behind the equipment. I coaxed her out with a soft voice and a beckoning finger. She came to me, rubbing herself up against me gently. She'll be a sweet little play thing to break up the monotony of my day. I love finding strays. They are always so starved for attention and affection that you can really treat them rough and they just keep on begging for more.