Ivan has noticed rope marks on his sexy little friend Ashley. Ivan has fantasized about having Ashley all tied up and gagged but never thought she would be into something like this. He invites her to his basement hopeful but doubting he will get his chance. Ashley turns him down flat but knowing this will be the only chance, he is going to tie her up anyway. The more rope Ivan puts on Ashley the more beautiful she gets. The rope really show off her lovely figure and long legs. The cleave gag accents Ashley's gorgeous face but has to be changed to a stuffed tape gag do to the amount of noise she is making. Ivan sure does love watching Ashley struggle and squirm.
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.
Brooke Johnson is the worst. She takes potty breaks every ten minutes. She spends hours on the phone when there is tons of work to do. Her filing skills are non-existent. She types so slowly it’s painful to watch. At first OT attempts to correct Brooke’s poor performance. He provides a catheter so she doesn’t have to leave her desk. He gags her painfully to show her how to keep her mouth shut. He shows her the proper way to use binder clips. It’s no use. She is just too awful. Before he terminates her he shows her how painful it is watching her type. He makes her put out an ad for a new assistant. One who is more capable in every way. He uses her one last time for his own amusement before taking her pretty little head.
Slavegirl Juliette is waiting for her master. She is naked and her hands are cuffed on her back. Perfect for a good blow job. Her master is coming and he is surprised thats such a submissive slavegirl is waiting for him. Of course he wants now a good and long blow job. Oh yeah! So good. He shoots his cum at the body of his slavegirl.
Eugene sent Kenzie Taylor to OT to help work off her debt to him. OT's "Photography" seems a little weird to Kenzie, but she plays along. The reality is that OT doesn't really do photography other than to document the crazy devices he puts women in. Kenzie starts to struggle when OT leaves her alone for a while. When he returns to have his fun with her he makes the positions increasingly more difficult. The more uncomfortable Kenzie gets the more panicked she gets.
He exposes and plays with her Giant tits. He puts her on her knees and ties her tits tightly apart. He pulls her knees up so that all her weight is on them. Kenzie hates it, but she can't help loving it. The drool from the gag runs straight down her face. It even gets caught up in her bush. The board OT has her strapped to is seriously harsh.
My name is Kleio Valentien. I'm tired, I'm hungry, and I'm alone in the world. I made a mistake. Or to be more accurate I made a series of mistakes. I just wanted a soft bed to lay in for the night. I thought I'd shower, raid the fridge, then watch something on TV while I fell asleep. I only meant to scare London River. She so kindly let me into her home and told me all about the neighborhood. I would have tied her up. I would have kept her alive and safe. I would have release her when I was ready to go.
It all went wrong. I didn't mean to hurt her. I didn't mean to do it. It's her fault really!! She lunged at me. She did it to herself!! I should have left. I should have walked away, but she said her husband wouldn't be home for a week. I just wanted a night. Just one night on their soft fluffy bed.
Then he came home. OT is his name. He found London where I left her. He found me in the shower and he wasn't very happy with me. I can't really blame him after what I did to his wife. I did get my night to sleep in the big fluffy bed. That was the last good nights sleep I've gotten. I've lost track of how many days he's had me. He keeps me tied up. He keeps a pillowcase over my head when he allows me sleep.
it really sucks when you find out your woman has been hiding things from you. Ivan found out Wenona has been going out and getting tied up by god know who. She has also been on his ass about remodeling the house. Both of witch will stop tonight. Ivan leads Wenona to the first room of the remodel to show her what has been done. When they get there Ivan ties her to a stool. She thinks he is just playing around but soon finds out it is not going to be a fun night.
There's nothing better than coming home to an empty house. I like to take care of myself of days like this. A nice warm soak in the bathtub - some bath salts - a slow tease of my clit. There's nothing better. My boyfriend Tim shouldn't be home till later. I'm pulled out of my warm bath. He sets the table. An obscene centerpiece - my lithe body. He makes a meal of it. He chews and swallows loudly at some leftovers. My traitorous cunt drips thickly. He torments my body, but my mind is his real playground. With each predicament he makes me forget Tim. My body betrays me. The transport is less than ideal. Chained in the back of an ancient van - time loses meaning - pain and pleasure are the same. I'm his.
Looks like their relatively comfortable cleave gags are going to have to be upgraded to mouthstuffing and more electrical tabe is going around their mouths and heads to hold it in!
I awoke in a cold dark room. I can scarcely remember the last moments before I was snatched. I can't fathom what my captor wants from me. He plays with my light. It's on for hours and then it's off for minutes. I have no concept of time anymore. Begging only seems to insight his violent ways. His grimy hands touching and caressing me. I want to go, but he isn't going to let me. He does all the things that I need to stay alive. He feeds me awful beet mush. He makes sure I evacuate my bowels and bladder. The most violating of all of his torments is the orgasm he gave me. With his oafish mitts on my slender body I have to admit I enjoyed it. The way he pawed at me and bit my nipples. I've never felt anything like it.