Kitty doesn't know what she's gotten herself into. When the soft hemp coils it's way around her neck she stands stoically hoping she was anywhere, but here. The more tied she gets, the more annoyed she seems. OT wants to hear her though. He wants her to suffer.
When she's bent over the wooden saw OT finally finds what will make her sing. To get Kitty to vocalize her discomfort he's going to need to whip her harder. She screams and moans at the punishment. Then he makes her beg.
All this time OT thought Kitty wasn't having a good time. Maybe it was all just a ploy to get him to keep hitting her harder. Her dripping cunt finally betrays how much she's loving it. Then come the beautiful tears. They flow freely and without reservation. Kitty is in love!
Laurea is a real care-giver. The busty teen loves to cuddle everyone on her pillowy, large boobs. She has another weak spot: older men. Albert knows it well, that's why he loves to visit the teen. He knows that he will get everything he wants from her. Hugs, kisses, blowjob, titty-fuck, and a warm, wet pussy. And when we glance at the girl's face after Albert came on her massive knockers, we know: this old-young love was fun for both of them.
Once her bondage is set we come in and make a couple of little adjustments, then she has until the count of "I'm bored" to wriggle and writhe her way free of it.
The intensity goes up and her nipples are pulled up as he starts dropping heavy objects into the bucket. A padlock, a ratchet, and some large hex nuts. He gags her with an ace bandage and then squeezes her tits. He eventually removes the clamps as he has another plan for Riley. A bra, fashioned from orange wire, is added. Ace then makes her gag much more severe by adding multiple wraps of black tape around her cleave gag. He leaves her to endure the gag. He eventually returns and removes the gag. She's still not talking so her tightens up her wire bra. You can tell by her expressions that she is in agony, but she hasn't seen anything yet.
Calico Lane believes in art for the sake of art and bondage for the sake of bondage. It is a pure expression of her sexuality; her desire to serve and to be used. Nipple clamps and whips may bring her to tears, but they also will push her closer to orgasm. Being told to kneel or present herself for punishment will make her wet. She wants me. More than that, she needs me to take over. It isn't just about sex for her. It is about bondage.
In part 2 of For Bondage's sake, Calico's suffering continues. Calico Lane is an experienced bondage slut and knows exactly why she is here today. She is here to sweat, scream and cum for our amusement. Nothing more, nothing less. We will use her as we see fit.
Kneeling, blindfolded and gagged with a headgear that affixes her head to a post, Calico is a mute lump of flesh for us to work over. The cane, vibrator and whip all make an appearance. Red welts quickly form stripes across her pale flesh, as the blindfold prevents her from anticipating the next blow. The vibrator elicits moans from beneath her strict gag as she squirms helplessly.
Once we have tired of this position, we shift her to a standing pose. An ass hook lodged deeply inside her, vicious nipple clamps and nose hook serve to remind her of her place. All of this exposed flesh makes for perfect target practice and we whip away at our leisure, watching as she gets pushed closer and closer to the edge. When we are ready to push her completely over the edge, we use our trusty vibrator.
The orgasms rips through her restrained flesh and her eyes glaze over as she checks deeply into subspace. Calico is spent and sweating in her chains. We leave her languishing there for the next time we might want to play.
Expecting Rita Rollins to be the perfect submissive from the second she was in bondage may have been a bit lofty of a goal, but aiming high is how we give the best training to the slaves in our care. O.T. has simple instructions. Don't whine, moan. Don't cum until you are told. Beg, plead, and grovel as necessary to receive even more intense BDSM.
Rita is almost as thin at the waist as the pipes that are locked around her. A chain runs between her legs and it's cold and hard at first, before her heat and juices start to warm them up. She's fucking herself on the floor of the dungeon, trying to get off against the irons, but it's hard when O.T. won't stop whipping her.
She is trying to make him happy. She doesn't want to cry, because she knows it will only make him hit her harder. He told her to moan and so she is moaning. But when Rita cums without permission she knows that she is in for it. He can twist anything against her, and he will. She doesn't stand a chance.
Jennah needs an attitude adjustment and I've found that spending some time bound and hanging upside usually does the trick. I ballgag her first and then grope and slap her tits. I add a large thick posture collar.