As Part Two opens Angels is not a happy girl, after being sent to me by her husband for punishment she's endured much, including a vicious spanking that's left hand prints all over her ass and now that ass is again about to be abused! Taking my leather belt off Angel is subjected to a brutal whipping that welts her white flesh causing her to scream into the gag, she stomps her high heeled feet like an angry nag and I think she's learning the lesson in respect that her husband has been seeking.
It would be almost impossible for her to get off, no matter how much she enjoys pain, with everything we have in store for her. Our members have always enjoyed a bit of electrical play. Normally it comes with an interrogation but in this case we've decided to go in another direction. A metal dildo is crammed inside Daisy's tight pussy and electrodes are hooked to it. We don't even bother taking the gag out to ask her questions. Instead we just set the control box to deliver random, high-intensity shocks to her pussy and let her scream into the rubber.
Once we have set the bar there is no going back and giving her an easier time. Our goal is to test this slut to her absolute limit. Getting her begging is just the beginning, by the time we're done this babe will be broken.
Dear Sasha loves her half straight jacket and heels. And we have to say she looks great in them! Add a nice tight crotch rope and a ring gag and it's off to the races!
Matt Williams has has a long week, all he does is work work work. But now it is the weekend and it's time for him to unwind with one of his all time favorite activities: tormenting a sexy woman until she unravels. He's found himself a fit young thing by the name of Sierra Cirque and the two of them are about to have a heck of a time together. After each brutal session, she will be rewarded with some time with the hitachi, but if she doesn't cum loud or well enough for him, the next session will be even worse.
"Who are you?" "What's your problem?" "Why are you doing this?" "What's wrong with you?" His lack of response was deafening. I tried to struggle. I tried to get him to respond, but he said nothing. I came here to pick up a package. I wish I had never come. I didn't even need the stupid thing.
When he finally came to tie my wrists I fought with everything I had, but the more I struggled the tighter the ropes got. When he tied my ankles I had nothing else to struggle with. My body was his. His disgusting hands fumbled over my young tight body. He removed my clothes. He smelled me. What a creep!
I had almost forgotten about the taxi driver. When he came in to find me I was so glad to see him. I thought maybe he would untie me, but he's more creepy than the other guy. To see what he did to me go to Sexually Broken.
I've always prided myself on my tits. They cost me enough money. The ropes he tied around them were so tight I worried they might pop. After less than a minute they were dark purple and swollen. Then the creep shows me his true nature. He's a sadist.
The latest part of the series "Methodology of Torture" are classic back-whipping and whipping of the most sensitive female organs. A simple story vs. very rough punishment.
Sasha needs to overcome her fear of being hooded. What better way to do that than to strap her tightly into our custom bondage chair and let her stew a while before lacing the hood over her head and removing all sight. Being hooded really is relaxing once you learn to let go and settle into it.
Dresden needs to relieve herself, so we take out the metal bucket and she crouches over it to do just that, but it isn't happening for her. Who knew girls can get pee shy too? She tries and tries, but after fifteen minutes all she's been able to get out is a weak stream while she giggles and sighs at the frustration. Then, suddenly, she regains her confidence and gets done what she needed to do, with a little help from O.T. using a hitachi to vibrate her stomach. Dresden is already so humiliated from her failure to perform one of the most basic human functions, but we haven't even gotten involved yet, so we decide to make that a little bit worse.
We suspend Dresden upside down by her ankles, her legs spread and her arms tied behind her back. Then we place a fish bowl under her and lower her head down into it. She says it feels weird, like everything she says aloud sounds like Darth Vader. Then the fun really starts. We pour the metal bucket she took her pitiful piss in into her fish bowl so that she is swimming in her own piss from the top of her head to her nose, we even dump some mushy banana to make it feel even more gross for her. Then we take out the celebrator vibrator and see just how good we can make her feel while she's feeling so bad.
It's bad enough to bound tight with rope but poor Bailey wasn't afforded even that small comfort, instead her captor used ultra thin wire to bind her wrists and ankles and she's suffering badly as she squirms in the chair. Bailey drools a flood of saliva past the leather belt tied in her mouth and she sobs desperately for the release that is never coming and you have a front row seat to watch her nightmare unfold!
When Chillycarlita met Jack Hammer she thought he was quite possibly the coolest artist she had ever seen. He had an erotic magnetism that she just couldn't resist. He handled her body expertly and ever since she hasn't been able to get him out of her mind. He knew she would come back for more. It was only a matter of time.
She was kind of expecting it to be more of the same, but there is always something new when Jack becomes involved. New positions, new torments, and more intensity. One minute she is soaring, suspended in the air, and the next she is on her knees and face, bound of the floor, being whipped mercilessly on the ass. It's so hot that the pain threatens to bring her to orgasm before he gives the order.