Tight corsets and tight ropes make a good combination for extreme restraint. Bound and breathless, Jewell Marceau puts on a wonderful performance as she is pushed to the limits of bondage and discipline. Whipping by the master increases the severity of this movie. As the movie progresses, Jewell is disrobed, piece by piece, to reveal her large breasts, ready for the master to bind them. This movie contains lots of good pussy shots and great hogties!
Sarah gets off on the feeling being bound very tight, so when she’s strapped into the latex straitjacket, she’s already wet before all the belts are buckled on. The rubber compression hood is the icing on the cake for her, allowing her eyes and nose to peek out, but keeping her nice and quiet at the same time - until the electrical stim is inserted into her dripping cunt and turned up on high. Chained and helpless in her rubber outfit, she is left to process the pleasure of the bondage and the pain of her situation as they mix together with a little help from the cane as well.
Here, we have Leah testing a slight upgrade to the original Rhinestone Cowgirl device, inspired by Lydia, and originally modeled by Jewell and Eden. But, as usual around here, things tend to grow inserts, dildos and other diabolical devices designed to tease and torment the gals. The basic chassis is the modified Mobi-Fuck, now lengthened and somewhat altered ready for the big race, and then there is the saddle so painstakingly decorated by Lydia and Ceci. Leah is strapped into this amazing machine and both Gord and Lydia get to ride her. Later, Leah learns the art of toe boot walking.
Forniphilia is alive and well at the House of Gord. Femcar is bound into Jeff's Office Chair in the black PVC catsuit. She wiggles and struggles but cannot escape!
Sandra stands, in an open legged predicament of note, pussy pinned onto a Sybian vibrator upon a purpose built steel device and wooden platform. Silver hair flowing over her shoulders and the red ropes restraining behemoth breasts in a sleek metallic mesh catsuit, leaving no curve to the imagination. A leather corset nips in at her waist, surrounded by another length of rope, drawing the eye towards her wrists bound behind her back, then down those finely covered legs, spread long and wide – not an easy balance in stiletto heels - upon this stage, ankles tethered to steel poles on either side. Moving in close up for the perfect voyeur point of view, as the big-titted MILF captive gets a massive mouth stuffing and generous vetwrap gag; nervously excited she waits for the powerful vibrations… The wait is brief but her endurance is not, as wave after wave of orgasmic bondage pleasure overcomes her, as her knees buckle, sinking her clit deeper against its tormentor until she is left exhausted.
I received a request for me to wear my catsuit for a set. I am not usually this easy, but they were asking me to wear my catsuit. How could I say no? They didn't have to even twist my arm. So, for this requested set, wearing only my catsuit and barefoot, I had Johnny tie me in a strict hogtie with rope. And, I even let him use the harness ball gag that goes so well with my shiny black catsuit. Now, I am thinking that I should get some black cat ears and a tail and wear this as a halloween costume. What do you think?