We don't ever do scenes without bondage, but the members requested it so we decided to give it a shot. The bondage in this first scene is mental. Riley has to hold herself into a standing spread eagle position. Her punishment for dropping her arms below a line or moving her feet closer together is enough to make her hold position.
It's not easy holding your arms up. It's not long before Riley is suffering. The strain in her arms is clearly beginning to hurt. She drops her arms just for a moment and is immediately shocked. She screams in pain and gets right back into position.
Now that she is fully acquainted with the consequences she redoubles her efforts to hold her position. It's just too painful. Dropping position leads to more punishment and each punishment makes her feel more strain. It's not long before she's unable to get back into position and she's just a sobbing mess.
Hard bodied vixen, Cheyenne Jewel is back and looking hotter than ever. I don't waste any time getting her tied up and helpless for the suffering. She begins in a standing spread eagle with her neck tied up as well. She is hoisted up on her tip toes and her clothes ripped away. Her skin turns red quickly from the impact and soon after that her pussy is dripping from the attention I give it.
Next she is on her side with her legs spread and she is vulnerable as hell. I test the bondage by tormenting this whore and she tries, but fails to escape. She is helpless and she is more aware of that now than ever before.
Next she is in a hogtie on a box that becomes a suspension before the scene is over. This suspension will test her integrity as she hangs from her chest and ankles only. She is tormented more before being made to cum.
The day is coming to a close and I haven't put her phenomenal as in the air yet. With an ass like her's we have to put it on display and spank it. We have to fuck her like this with her face down pressed hard against the surface. She is used exactly the way I want to use her.
Watching Ashley Lane get off is a thing of beauty. When she cums it is almost subtle. There are moans and gasps, to be sure, as the intensity of her experience builds up. She throws her head back and gives breathy, heaving pants as she finally achieves her goal. But unlike some she doesn't buck and scream. She accepts her with a quiet, almost resigned grace. And Ashley has one of the prettiest cum- faces you'll ever see. Her eyes glaze over, she can barely keep them open. The muscles in her face relax from the tense look she had just before her orgasm. She looks sleepy and peaceful, lying there bound on our floor. She will have a completely different look in a matter of minutes. OT stands her up and uses her as a target for his whip. Suddenly the tension that was wiped away is back. She grits her teeth, hoping to bear down against the sting across her ass. It's effective at first, but the problem is, Ashley is a pain slut. Soon enough she is soaking wet. When OT starts to push his dildo inside of her again her body accepts it without any resistance, almost greedily swallowing the whole thing into her holes. She wants another Earth shattering orgasm. She wants that look of bliss to come across her face again. And it will, as soon as she has paid for it with her body.
Poor Violet Monroe has no clue when the end is coming but she is ready for this live feed to be over. She has been punished and humiliated for hours and she knows she can't take much more. She just wants it to be over before she completely breaks.
She thinks that when we strap her down and mount a Sybian between her legs that it is the beginning of the end. She figures that a few intense orgasms will make for a hot finale, and there is nothing better at extracting from a tired pussy than the strongest vibrator the world has ever known. She's wrong, though. This isn't the end.
She makes the same mistake when we hook the electrodes up to her. An interrogation? Electrical shocks? This has to be the end, she thinks. But again, she is missing the point. The feed doesn't end because we have run out of ideas. We are never done coming up with new ways to make a girl suffer. This is only going to end when she is completely broken. That's why we have so much fun with these.
Tracy the librarian has been noticing some changes in her husband lately, he just doesn’t seem to be interested in her and she has noticed some strange marks on his body. Tracy begins to have some serious suspicions and begins to investigate. She finds a phone number in his jacket pocket that says “Tasha’s House of Pain.”
Petite Juliette can't stay away. Her cuteness is instantly dissolved as she is positioned and objectified through leather, pipe and chain.
Her mouth is stuffed with a red ball gag harness attached to a point above. This is her only means of keeping balance while the rest of her is belted tightly. Her neck attached to her arms attached to her ankles. Her knees begin to ache as they are pressed onto the hard wood as she balances. Sweat and drool run down her tight body.
Back arched, pussy out and arms/ankles locked in place in anticipation of the worst. She is caned and teased only to be put on display. Her nipples are clamped hard, her cunt is filled with a massive metal hook. They are tied off to a heavy bowling ball. She struggles through the scene as each move slips the twine, tugging harder and harder.
She is bound to the fuck box, chained down at the chest and hips. Her legs are frogtied leaving her wet pussy and vacant ass to be used. With the gas mask on, her breath is limited, merely sending her into panic. Dicks are shoved into her holes and she is fucked and vibed. Her ass and pussy swell with delight as the dicks are ripped out and she is hand fucked into a squirting mess. Every last orgasm and ounce of fluid is drained from her until she is left with nothing.
She seemed excited. I told her where to meet me and she seemed confused... she said, "You can have nags in that part of town?" I told her to come over right after her shift.