In our first shoot with Sammie B we gave her some instructions for a simple tie to lull her into a false sense of security. If you like a girl in jeans, bra, gagged and handcuffed - this is for you !
London said she'd be here, but there's just this creepy dude wanting me to come inside his house. Supposedly London is in there. I should probably just leave, but I can't abandon a friend in need.
It's getting really late and I need to get to work. The sun is almost down. Maybe I'll just knock on the door. If she doesn't come out I'm leaving.
London is feeling ill. The guy wants me to help coax her from the bathroom to my car. I'll just see if I can get her out of there. That's all, just a quick conversation, then I'm gone.
Why does my head hurt? What happened? Did he hit me with a pipe? Why can't I move? All I can taste is metal. Oh SHIT! I gotta get out of here! This is so fucked up!
I keep thinking I see London, but she's not really there. She looks sad. What happened to her. He says she's lifeless. Is it her ghost? Was that Stephie Staar's ghost I saw in the car?
I guess I'm lifeless now too. London is so beautiful. I've always wanted to make out with her. We can do whatever we want. This is actually pretty great!
When lovely blond Samantha comes to an interview for her secret trip, she is hardly aware of where she is actually going or what kind of trip she is going to experience. She soon finds herself bound, gagged, blindfolded and at the mercy of 'travel agent' Jay Edwards. This vacation is not what she had in mind but after several demanding bondage sessions and a spanking session which leaves her ass a bright red, our victim slowly comes around and begins to enjoy her predicament. An not ready participant who eventually comes to terms with her submissive cravings -- now that's a happy ending. We are then treated to scenes of Elena (a hot Latin blonde who obviously enjoys being man-handled) and Kytana (built like a brick house with a great pair of tits). These ladies know they must endure the strict bondage that Jay has devised for them and they do so without complaint. The string work is impressive and his control over these ladies is strict and severe -- just the way we like it.
Sammie fits a posture collar and gag just to make things more difficult then she ties her ankles, knees and thighs to the bench. She padlocks her wrists to chains ready to be raise up behind her and then she ties her hair to a rope behind her. Sammie attaches the rope from a small winch to the front of her posture collar and operates its remote - pulling her forward until her tied hair pulls tight then to finish she hoists her arms up behind her. Sammie totally trapped and unable to move can only watch her own misery in a small mirror in front of her until needing to be released.
Genres: BDSM, Begging, Breast Bondage, Breast Flogging, Crying, Dildo, Flogging, Hitachi, Orgasm, Pussy Eating, Rope Bondage, Vibrator
Video language: English
Kleio Valentien and Endza each thought that they were going to meet a nice guy from the internet, someone they could grab dinner or possibly coffee with, and he'd show them a good time. Well, that last part is true, although he's going to show them how HE has a good time.
Jack is interested in making hot women suffer. He's got a blonde and a brunette, Kleio and Endza, locked down and hooded, waiting for his return. They've got no clue where they are or what he's got planned, but they both know that it can't be good. Endza is strong. She's going to struggle and resist a bit, rather than just submit. Kleio is weak. She wastes no time begging Jack to focus his attention on Endza. "She's fresh, she's innocent, you don't want me." It doesn't matter to Jack, though. He doesn't care about their pasts, just their futures. A future full of floggers, rope bondage.
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.