I was cuffed at the elbows, wrists and ankles, collared, ring gagged and chained from my collar to my wrists in a kneeling position on the floor. On my knees, facing Martin on the chair. I love being in a submissive position like this. Sadly, it was only for a little bit before Martin lays me onto my stomach so that I’m hog cuffed. My ring gagged is swapped for a large ball gag then I’m put onto my side so the clovers can get put on and a heavy chain is wrapped around my tiny waist. I am loving every moment of this!
Cici Rhodes is a tall lanky redhead that clocks in at 5’10. She might be too much woman for most, but not for us. Today we are going to cut her down to size and work her over in all of the ways that this sensation slut so badly craves. We are going to bind her down and stuff her holes until she can not get her "cum" eyes uncrossed.
There is no pleasure without pain however, and Cici will have to earn every orgasm she gets today the hard way. Cici is bound wrists to hips with large rocks tied to her ankles. The rocks slow her down enough that every movement is a painful undignified crawl. We warm her up with some foot worship and face degradation before cutting out two holes in her shirt to let her pink nipples spring free. We tease her with a vibrator but deny her what she so badly craves.
Enough warm up. Time for the main course. We tie Cici onto her back with her feet pointed up towards the ceiling, all the better to display that ass. Her holes are completely exposed and wide open and her toes call out for torture. We oblige. We are givers like that. Caning and flogging are followed up by a DP that sends our sensation slut spiraling into an earth shattering orgasm and we are not done with her yet.
We finish her off with a bent over tie that puts her at the perfect position for some strap-on fucking. A neck rope holds Cici in place and prevents her from escaping the dick. We flog that juicy ass a little more because we just can not resist before gripping our slut’s hips and slamming home without mercy as weighted nipple clamps bounce painfully with every stoke. She cums gratefully all over the dick, her breath is harsh and ragged gasps. The final touch is hooding our toy with her own cut up shirt. We will be back later when we fell like playing some more...
introduced to bondage, strapped up and then gagged onscreen with panties, vetwrap and clear tape and finally blindfolded and abandoned with a dirty rag taped over her eyes
I love when Martin ties me to the big red chair. I like it because I know that I’ll be in an arched and spread position with my throat tied to the back. Exactly how I was tonight. My knees are f0rced open and tied so that I can’t close my legs, with my throat roped to the back of the chair and my elbows crushed behind my back. I was wearing a pair of high heels and topless one-piece that opens at the crotch. Martin gags my mouth with a 2? ball gag, adds a pair of clover clamps to my tits, then soaks me with ice cold water. And that’s just the beginning of something I am going to really enjoy!
Lyla Storm is the kind of girl that struggles and squirms against her bondage. She's also the kind of babe with a banging body, so watching her fidget is a special pleasure all its own. Hearing her whimper in frightened anticipation isn't half bad either.
Lyla never has any say in what happens to her. She's got the bright red ball gag shoved into her mouth but soon enough it is replaced with coarse jute rope. Any protest she makes is going to come out sounding like moans of pleasure. You can't blame Jack Hammer when he decides that she must be enjoying herself. Especially since she cums so hard as soon as the Hitachi touches her clit.
And that isn't the only thing that's going to get her going. Jack has 10 inches of big, black cock that he has been eager to bury inside of Lyla's snatch. She's tight but a bit of warm up and she's happy to accept everything he has to offer. The pleasure of having so much dick inside of her is more than enough to make up for the suffering that she experienced in earning it.
Sexy chica Vicky G. returns in her classy black and white dress, her mouth stuffed and wrap gagged, then layered with clear tape and finally a rag taped over her eyes to keep her wondering what she's gotten herself into
It’s been some time since Martin and I have split up so I thought it was time that I move on with life and my new boyfriend. It was my wedding night and I was in my hotel room getting dressed for my big day when Martin shows up! I don’t even know how the fuck he knew where I was but when I saw him through the peep hole, I let him in to avoid an argument. He burst through the door and tied me up to do everything he could to prevent me from getting married! I wish I had never opened the door!
Tracy Sweet came to me and told me she loved tight bondage. Why the hell would I waste any time before taking advantage of that? When a 20-year old, hot and horny blonde walks through the door and tells you she gets off on being helpless you just go to work.
I strip her down and tie her up as quickly as possible. Little did I know that she enjoys trying to escape as much as she does the feeling of being restricted.
I could call any of the half dozen positions I bind her in my favorite part. Or how all of the screaming and moaning she does sounds so much better muffled by all of the different gags I use. But really, just watching her frustration as she tries to do even the simplest things, like keeping the hair out of her face, accentuates perfectly how little freedom she has.
These knots are tight enough to keep Houdini trapped. Tracy doesn't stand a chance.
In the freezer, we had a tray of long pieces of ice cubes – perfect for using them to torture me with. Martin took the opportunity to slip them inside me while I’m helplessly tied, spread to the chair. I didn’t expect too much out of them but as soon as one was slipped in, then the other, I could start to feel how cold they were inside me. It was so cold that I was afraid that Martin would stick one more inside me. It felt as though if he were to do so, I wouldn’t be able to tolerate it. Luckily, he didn’t, but he did use another piece of ice to run over my clamped nipples and the feeling was pretty intense!