Trips to the county fair are always resourceful. The animals are wonderful and there is that undertone of care and love they receive. The tools of husbandry are especially interesting and one device has always fired my imagination: the grooming table.
It is with such delight and reflection I stand over her now, enjoying a good Camel smoke. She is most beautiful with a black latex hood stretched over her head. It is a nice contrast from that painted face mounted in the wall a few days back. I inserted a couple rubber tubes up her nose holes to ensure there is no mishap with breathing. This was a safety measure as she has been locked on all fours stewing since sunrise.
My knees are catching me!!! The only relief is to carefully hang my weight from that damnable ass hook he seems to love so much. I’m sweating from this exertion. I feel the sweat squishing around my chin and mouth. The tubes jammed up my nose are maddening and my breath is labored because of them. I am engulfed in an oppressive, sticky blackness. The pressure, which was a mere sensation when he pulled it over my head, is aching now. The wickedest tickling and pricking assaults my skin; I imagine it must be flies or mosquitos feasting.
I hear the door slam. Though I cannot see or hear his movements, I am sure he is up to something. My mind swirls with imaginings of what he is about to do. My head screams, “Please do something!” The terror of what my own thoughts conjure reverberate in this blackness.
Do I sense that he is close? I hold my breath to empty any sound in my head. Suddenly an acrid stench assaults my nose when I finally inhale. That fucker is blowing smoke at me. I can’t avert my head as it is locked at the neck. With every inhale I receive another dose. I cannot escape it; I feel dizzy -- my body tingles and trembles.
Anna ties her legs wide apart and removes her blouse before fixing her chained arms to an electro-magnet screwed to the floor. She is trapped until the timer releases the magnet and her. Anna tied spread on her bed showing her knickers. As she struggles against her chained arms her breasts are slowly revealed. nice view up her short skirt ! She pulls hard on her chains trying to free herself !
After a day of working hard for her money Victoria comes home to her boyfriend. She's just spent all her energy catering to her clients' needs. She'd like to sit down with her partner and relax, but of course he puts his needs first. The mere mention of her job makes him sneer.
What started as an exhausting argument turns into a nightmarish exchange as he exerts his animalistic strength. She's trapped and he is going to take every pleasure in punishing her for the way she makes the money that he steals from her.
Her mind is her money maker, but just like any man he thinks it's her body. None-the-less he's going to ruin her body. He hangs her by her pussy on a hook and then puts acid cream on her labia. Other men might want to fuck her, but she'll never want her cunt touched again.
Janine in just her bra, panties and stockings uses a spreader bar to tie her legs apart before pulling her arms into the air behind her. Then while helpless her arms are raised even higher, her bra is removed to show her beautiful natural breasts and clamps placed on her nipples for her first time. Janine has to struggle to move her spread legs to turn and pose for the camera showing her pert ass and tight crotch - how long can she last ?
Stunning Lee Anne – a black-haired babe with incredible blue-green eyes – is home alone and looking through a box labeled “My nag Stuff”. Sitting on the floor, she is dressed in just a pastel pink shirt, worn open over a matching bra and cute patterned panties. She finds a black leather riding crop and caresses the shaft, then tests it – she spanks the end-keeper against her palm then curls her manicured fingers around it. Next, she plays it against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, teasing it before laying on a stroke. Soon, she is working the crop against her panty crotch, rubbing and patting her slit through the fabric. She strips naked, exposing pert, perfect breasts, shaved pussy lips and a trimmed mound. She grinds and slaps the crop directly against her slit, then gets on all fours doggy style. her snatch and tight asshole, she spanks her butt hard – as each stroke hits its spot, raising a warm, pink glow on her cheeks, she winces and cries out.
Bound over backwards in a brutal back arch on a custom made wooden bondage device, Bella is well and truly fucked. Her big breasts are firmly bound and jut out and upwards to the ceiling. A industrial strength fucking machine is deeply wedged inside her pierced pussy. Her mouth hole is open wide and ready for the cock. Her oiled body is polished to a high gleam, bringing out those outrageous curves. It is time. We step out and simply own the back of her tonsils. One after another the cocks run a train on her face. All the while the fucking machine owns her pussy. Bella is tag teamed without mercy, both ends stuffed full up to the brim.
Janine wearing fishnet stockings, short leather skirt and white blouse ties herself bent over backwards onto a stool showing her stocking tops and knickers. As she waits for the timer to release her - her blouse buttons are slowly unfastened and her skirt is pulled up - her bra is then unfastened to reveal her erect nipples. How long can she last in this position ?
So here is the trick. Pretty much every part of Ashley Lane is hooked up to something. Elise Graves is holding ropes wrapped around her nipple clamps. Her arms are lashed behind her with leather straps. Her knees and ankles are spread apart by wooden spreader bars. But the one thing that Ashley is most worried about isn't even touching her.
The bar that she is straddling is made of pure, polished copper. It's so clean it's glistening in the light. And by itself this little pole probably wouldn't be much cause for concern. The problem is, Ashley knows it's electrified. Even if we hadn't told her, there is so much current running through this little piece of metal that you can hear in throughout the room. No one else wants to get close to it, for fear of getting shocked, but Ashley is to shimmy up and down this pole with her ass cheeks and pussy lips just fractions of an inch away from being shocked. She can't even put her feet all the way down. The bar is high enough to keep her on her toes.
With all that strain going through her legs we could have just left her in the predicament, but that would be too kind. We believe the best bondage is brutal bondage and the best torments are the kinds that push a girl right to the edge. In this case we decide that the easiest way to see what Ashley is made of is to cane her calves, right across the thickest part of the muscle, to see how long she can stand on point before he legs give out and her snatch gets zapped. We'd say a little electrical play never hurt anyone, but then again, it's not our cunts on the line.