Briella is never at a loss for words. She never shuts up and a lot of what she says is just not very nice. After an incident at a local coffee establishment, I decided something must be done. I start by dragging her in by her hair with her wrists already bound. She is trying to fight me. I put my arm around her neck and that seems to settle her down a tad. I then tie a rope around her neck and tie it off overhead. A ballgag is then tightly strapped in her mouth. Briella seems angry and I make it worse when I grab her by her tit and start smacking her ass. I manhandle her and spin her around as I continuously smack her ass. I then get out more rope. I tie a rope around her waist and then I run a rope tightly between her legs. I untie her neckrope from above and put her in a chair seated backwards. I then start tying her thighs, ankles, and feet to the chair legs. All Briella can do is moan, and wiggle her cute drool covered tits.
We gave it hard to Eden last time. But she came back with a hungrier mouth and ass than ever. Her appetite for rough domination and anal exploitation knows no bounds. So Dr. Mercies made her just what she needed: a buffet of filth and anal nastiness. He used soap for lube and served her a polished sausage for starters. Eden has never cried in a session before, but she cried in this one. And she was incredibly thankful for it in the end. I think for a little while, her submissive soul stopped growling with hunger and her therapy was actually successful. (This is part 1 of an epic 2-hour session.)
Rachel has been misbehaving lately, and it is time for her to atone for her actions. I escort her out to the workshop. Rachel will be spending her Florida in July evening, with no air conditioning, on a concrete floor. I roughly manhandle her for a while before I tie a rope in her hair. I run her hair tie through an overhead hook. I pull her wrists up to the middle of her back and tie her hair to them. She is already in severe distress as I tightly strap a ballgag in her mouth. I pull her tits free from her blouse.
This Clip starts where Part 1 ended... Rachel's agony, moans and yelps intensify as I clamp her nipples with clovers. I tie her hair back to the wall, before tying both of her big toes down to her waist rope. She downright screams and grunts as I pull the clamps tight, and tie them off to her pinky toes. Her legs shake uncontrollably as she deals with her nipple torment. Rachel thinks this is bad, but she knows that I am just getting started. I step away and let her marinate for a while. This is where Part 2 ends.
The guys waste no time using her, slapping their dicks on her face and pushing them into her throat, while she struggles to accommodate them all. But she makes it work, and the guys immediately move in on her tight wet pussy. While still sucking cock, she's propped up on one leg, spread wide and fucked.
Barn life is not easy for Samantha. Perhaps her introduction was a little too harsh (straight from her daily life into the barn and on the red cow milker). Now she is ballgagged and on the kneeling frame… and Samantha is scared. A new machine has been wheeled in and it looks just as scary as the previous one! The goat milker has smaller nipple openings, so it pinches a lot more. But there is nothing she can do to stop it, her arms are awkwardly cuffed behind her and she is gagged. This machine hurts her poor nipples! It’s still a hard life for Samantha, but she will hopefully get used to regular milking sessions. For now, she is still in the ‘shock phase’. Just give her some time.
This Clip starts where Part 2 ended... I oil Rachel's feet up and then heat the oil up with a hair dryer. It does not feel good, judging by Rachel's reaction. I then cane the soles of her feet. The end is sharp and I poke at her feet and stretched tits as well. I then whip the soles of her feet with a leather strap. Rachel screams, and her body quivers and shakes uncontrollably as she processes the pain. Like I said, I was just getting started. With her ass up in the air like it is, I can't help but to give it a few slaps as well. I don't feel that her bondage is adequate, so I tie a rope to her crotchrope and pull it tight back to above where her hair is tied off. Another rope is tied to the spreader bar then tied down to a ring bolted to the floor and then to her wrists. With ropes pulling her tight in all directions, I feel her bondage is adequate now. I let her endure for a short while, but I'm still not done with her. I nosehook her and then I raise the hoist that her legs are attached to.
Coral Aorta is about to go into pain slut overload. She used to think she wasn't tough enough to handle anything that came her way. Now she revels in every ounce of her masochism.