A male master helps Madison Young explore her pain-slut side with a rough treatment that includes a harsh caning, juice enemas straight from the bottle, and clothes pins. That is just the beginning... soon comes the hot wax and paddling!
Pretty secretary Dixie Comet was in her bathroom getting ready to go to work. She had no idea that danger awaited her just outside her door. As she steps into the bedroom she is grabbed from behind by the Hunter. He loops a length of rope around her throat and s her down onto the bed. He pulls an old bandana out of his pocket and orders her to stuff it into her mouth. Dixie has no choice but to comply with him tightening the rope around her throat if she doesnt. He then grabs some rope and ties her elbows tightly together behind her back. Dixie moans into her gag as he pulls her up and starts to wrap an ace bandage around her face covering her mouth and sealing the gag in tight. He also wraps the bandage over her eyes blindfolding her. Dixie can feel as he pulls her off the bed and ties her wrists tightly together behind her back. He then leads her out of the bedroom and into the hall by the rope lead. He get her to the top of the stair and orders her do go down. Dixie is terrified going down the stairs with her arms hanging near useless behind her back and unable to see. After the steps he leads her down the hall toward her garage. There are more stair going down into her garage which she has to get down. Once in the garage he releases her rope lead and orders to her walk blind to the back of the car. Dixie shuffles her feet scared and disoriented toward the sound of his voice. She hears the trunk pop open and cries and begs into her gag. But he s her to sit inside the trunk and ties her ankles and knees tightly together. She is then pushed inside and he slams the trunk closed. Dixie can hear him start the car and the car move down the road. She has no idea where he is taking her or how long she will be kept bound, gagged and blindfolded inside the trunk. She loses track of time and blacks out in the trunk. Later is is lead into a basement and her rope leash is attached to a rope hanging down from the ceiling. The Hunter then removes her blindfold. He ties a tight crotch rope between her legs and attaches it to her bound wrists. He then ties her knees and ankles tightly together. Dixie is balancing in her stiletto heels with her ankles tied tightly together with her neck in the rope noose. He tells her he will be back later and for her to not to try to escape. Dixie cries into her gag as she chokes on the rope, she knows there is no chance of escape.
Sometimes BDSM is like a rivalry between the Top and the bottom. With Luna Rival this is very much the case. Will he win? Will she? She's bound helplessly with her arms at her sides. He chokes her, gropes her, tickles her. She flails and kicks. He whips her with a rubber flogger.
She's locked to the floor with heavy metal. She can lay down, she can squat, she can kneel, but she cannot get away. He whips her back, her ass, and her feet. He locks a collar around her neck and attaches her wrists to it around her legs. The he rolls her back and exposes her pussy. She can't stop him from giving her a squirting orgasm. Would she if she could though?
A chain extends from floor to ceiling. Her wrists are attached to it. He moves one up. Then the other down. He exposes her side for his torments. Then she's down kneeling. Then on the floor with a leg up. She's exposed. He pounds her ass with a pogo till she cums again.
Gia was all dressed up and thought she was going out, but she has been being a brat once again... I get the feeling she does it on purpose... hmmm. I grab her by her hair and take her out to the shed where I start things off by roughly groping and manhandling her. She hates not being in control, but with her wrists bound I easily have my way with her. Gia yelps as I smack her bulbous ass as much as I please. I rip her blouse open exposing her huge tits. I did not have any string handy, so I grabbed a few handfuls of nylons from Gia's bureau, and plan on binding her with those. They bite in much more than string anyway. I use them for a crotchrope, gag, and breast bondage. This is where Part 1 ends.
Three young beauties treated like animals in the dark dungeon of pain. When one of them attempts to escape she is mercilessly teased with a fire and branding iron. Just when you think she can suffer no more, she is suspended and her most private parts are spread open in a pain-drenched scene that will leave you breathless and exhausted.