Eden Sin loves nothing more than the feeling of a big hard dick in her mouth. She loves the feeling as it thrusts in and out, running along her tongue, poking at the back of her throat with its tip. What she loves even more is recording it so that she can watch later to work on her technique and admire her work. O.T. is just the next guy up on her list as far as she's concerned, but he's not going to have any part of that.
When she goes to unbutton his pants and get her lips around his cock, he handcuffs her wrists, instead, and locks her ankles to the floor in metal shackles. For the moment it just seems like he wants to do something a little kinkier than what she had planned, but it soon becomes clear that he has a little more in mind than that as he pushes Eden onto her back and locks her down by her neck as well. Her mouth is going to get some fucking, alright, but it's going to be on O.T.'s terms.
He straps her down, mummified, onto an inclined table with only her head, feet, and nipples revealed. He takes advantage of the nipples almost immediately, attaching clamps which he then ties down to her toes so that when she squirms, and she will squirm, her tits are tugged at. Then he takes a huge black dildo and starts to shove it into Eden's mouth. He pounds it in and out until the girl is covered in her own drool. This is a lesson in dick sucking she won't soon forget.
London River, romantic gestures are the most painful ones. However, the most romantic gestures are painful to both the giver and her. When OT punches her gorgeous body hanging on the net, it almost cuts his hand. It is important enough for him to do what he continues despite his suffering. Sharing some milk and cookies is certainly sweet. London and OT are doing something different. Milk is drained from her rectal cavity and cookies are discarded through the speculum. OT and London both participate in bat cookies. There is usually no temperature control in London. She has never done it because of her medical condition, but we devised a safer way for her. Heat the copper rod to 120-140 degrees Fahrenheit to touch sensitive skin. This scene is absolutely hot!
Hadley Haze is frightened of being fully encased. The cage is scary in and of itself so we start off with that. It's a tight fit and Hadley looks beautiful inside. When it's flipped on it's back her sexy ass is exposed. Perfect for some light shocks and pokes. Out of the cage it's time to get more serious about full body encasement. The vet wrap starts at her feet and slowly makes its way up her body. Her head and her tits are still exposed. Then more wrap is applied to her breasts to make them pop. After teasing her, for what seems to be an eternity, she has a mind blowing, squirting orgasm. Then she's put back in the cage, but this time she's outside and it's snowing. Her breath is visible emanating from her mouth.
Amaris is a gorgeous, fun blondie who loves exploring new territories. This time, she's ready to do her first anal scene in Barcelona... but there's a twist! It's a super hardcore one! Tattooed beefcake Emilio Ardana is ready to drill deep into her juicy booty and stick his big dick down her throat. Amaris gets a taste of what rough really means... and she loves every second of it!
They are mostly fixed camera shots with no zoom or panning or handheld shots as it seems to be a one-man operation, but he has good camera placement and frankly, there is no need to be artsy – make the bondage good, make the recording of it accessible to viewers.
Sleep is fitful and only possible after the exhaustion of constant shifting around and adjusting the stones that are my bed. It feels like my body has been covered in blows - the rocks are bruising me. Its getting colder. The sun is lower; It beams through a window and illuminates the details of what hovers above me. I am one of those web bound carcasses. As it darkens, the chirps and squishes begin -- shadowy flutters of darting fantoms swirl above me. They seem to be attracted by my presence -- often diving at me and bombing me with their droppings.
The smell grows fouler by the day; my toilet is my bed. In the beginning he would come and stand over me; staring, pissing, playing with himself. Today, when he brought me the slop, he was wearing a gas mask.
The everyday chores of the grounds are much more interesting as I allow my mind to wander to that creature entombed in my barn. It is less distracting of late because of the stink, and I now must face the task of cleaning it. I have prepared a platform based on the designs I have seen at the county fair; A grooming table that holds her wrist and ankles so she is on all fours.
For days I have been content with just knowing that it was stored there. To compensate and motivate the chore of cleaning it, I want to take it to another level. I am going to bifurcate her -- two for one. At the head I will have her do makeup. The cock sucking will have a classier feel. At the tail, a machine will soften and swell her gash for my cock.
Something is up; he’s standing over me holding the black head bag and that terrible pole that locks around my neck. He orders me to role over onto my stomach -- I know this drill, so I put my hands behind my back immediately. (Reaching through the grate he locks the shackles together.) He slides the bag on my head, yanks the chain tight and locks it.
I hear the muffled sound of the grate on the concrete. He yanks me out of the hole by my neck. The concrete scraps my skin as I struggle to gain my footing. This is the worst -- he pushes me forward by that pole. It is a stifling fright -- I cannot see where I am stepping. He seems to delight in letting me trip or briskly walking me into obstacles.
I’m now on all fours locked at the wrist and ankles. It must be a table or platform of some kind. He pulls the hood off my head -- the purpose of this position is suddenly clear. A bucket of soapy water and a hose are lying on the floor. Im sure he will make what is to come as horrible as possible. I can’t help but sigh with great relief as this vile stench is about to be washed from me.
Red August has found herself in the clutches of a madman. She's bound to a chair and she cannot escape. The ring gag in her mouth makes her drool as she waits for her captor. When he arrives he begins his cruel ministrations; exposing her tits, shoving a dick in her mouth, and putting a bag on her head. The torment begins, but Red has a surprise of her own. When the whip falls she reacts with not screams of pain, but laughter. To her captor's delight she enjoys her torment and inspires him to be even crueler. The longer he keeps her the more punishment he inflicts. Each time he switches her position on his evil chair Red finds herself even more precarious. With a binder clip zipper on her ass he decides to try for an orgasm. How will that zipper feel coming off? Will she scream? Will she cry?
For London River romantic gestures are best served painfully. However, the most romantic gestures are those that involve pain for the giver as well as for her. When OT punches her gorgeous body hanging in the net it nearly cuts his hands. It's important enough for him to do it that he continues despite his own suffering. Sharing some milk and cookies sure is sweet. London and OT do things a little differently though. The milk is served from her rectal cavity and the cookies are dunked through a speculum. OT and London both partake in some butt cookies.
Ava Devine is the most likable whore in the entire world. She doesnt just like sex, she loves it. She craves it. It is why she gets up in the morning. It is her fondest desire to fuck the entire world, and she is well on her way to achieving that goal. She is the textbook definition of a nymphomaniac and the look of raw honest appreciation that she gets when you give her the dick is reward enough for any man. We keep invited her back because of how much we love that look. Bound down on her knees in a strict stappado and a vibrator bolted down between her thighs, Ava is reduced to a big titted mouth pussy. Those giant juicy lips were made to be wrapped around dick. Her booming body is greased up with oil and rubber bands make those giant fun bags jut out even further then before. You can see in her eyes just how much Ava is craving to be to hard use. What follows is the complete deconstruction of a slut. The bondage, orgasms and giant cock lodged in the back of her tonsils throw her spiraling down the rabbit hole, and Ava is an all too willing participant in her own destruction. Her face goes slack, her eyes glaze over and she mutters half words of sexual bliss. The cocks relentlessly reshape the back of her throat until it is custom fitted. Drool flows down over those giant oiled breasts and runs down her belly. The vibrator makes her cum over and over again. Avas pussy is on a hair trigger and it is set for rapid fire. Ava is left a twitching and shuddering lump of flesh shackled to a wooden post. Her pretty makeup is long gone, totally taken away by dick. She heaves in great shaking gasps and the look of on that well used face is undeniable. We are pretty sure she can no longer recall her own name. Quick, did someone get the license of the truck that just hit her?
Nora Reily has been down on her luck lately. She hasn't been able to find jobs easily, and the ones she finds she can't hold onto for long. Like anyone else, though, Nora has bills to pay, so no matter what she needs some way to get that money. That was how she made the mistake of falling in with the wrong crowd. Now she owes O.T. money, and worse, she owes his employer Eugene, but she doesn't have it to pay back, and still she needs more.
Lucky for her, O.T. says he won't bring Eugene into the matter if Nora will agree to star in one or two of his home movies. It won't be anything too extreme, just some horror movies he needs some more actors for. All she has to do is take a pill and come with him. When she wakes up from that pill, however is when the real horror movie starts. Nora suddenly finds herself trapped, held down to the floor by a thick metal bar over her neck. She tries to pull herself out from underneath it, but it's too low, her head is stuck, she can't move. And there is a large, too happy looking O.T. walking toward her.