Matt Williams and Kel Bowie are sure to have a good time when left alone for a day. These guys are just two peas in a pod, they love all the same things: choking, rope, floggers, you name it! These two have a bond like few others in bondage.
Kel is on her knees tied up in a pretty blue dress at the start of their time. Her arms tied behind her and her neck rope tied to her wrist. Matt wants to start by tugging at that a bit, and you can see how much Kel loves it, just about moaning every time he pulls or releases his end. Once he gets her undressed the real fun begins, as he takes a flogger and pounds into her tits and pussy, drawing out yet more sighs and moans.
The sound effects are great and all, but sometimes Matt needs quiet to focus, so once he's removed Kel's lacy, white panties, he stuffs them in her mouth for a gag and tapes it shut. He moves Kel around, flogging and choking and vibrating her in different positions and different locations as he sees fit until you can see plainly in her face that she is worn all the way out. Tears in her eyes and bags under them, Kel's been plenty glad to be here.
She's sitting there in her pretty, little dress, showing off her hot body and you know instantly what you want to do to her. You want to make her scream. You want to make her cry. You want to make her cum.
The one, the only, the Darling. Busty blonde Darling of the incredible back arches, mind-blowing multiple orgasms and no gag reflex. A lover of dick and bondage like no other. A bubblebutt that craves the cock and a mind that craves destruction via sex. What do we have in store for her today? How about a brutal back arch that would make most throw in the towel immediately, a fucking machine wedged deep in that greedy ass, strict metal bondage and an epic facefucking by BBC until Darling is a babbling drooling destroyed mess of slut? We think that that sounds like a fine idea and do exactly that. Darling also thinks it is a fine idea. Well, it is hard to tell honestly. She is so busy cumming and shrieking and sucking cock that she doesnt seem to be doing all that much thinking... No matter. We dont need her to think. We only need her holes. Which we use until what is left behind is a drool covered babbling and vacant-eyed fuckdoll staring off into space. We think she liked it. Until next time my dear.
Rain DeGray is tied up all comfy and cozy down on her knees for Matt Williams where she belongs. Her mouth is stuffed full of ball gag and her breasts are swollen and pink from a rope harness that's squeezing them tight. He clamps some clothespins onto Rain's nipples to pinch them tight and sting her hard.
Matt stands her up and bends her over, pulling her arms into a brutal strappado and wrapping them with rope. Her legs are pulled apart and tied at the ankle so she can't pull them back together. Then he torments each of them in their own turn. He taps the cane up and down each of her calves, each stinging a little more than the last. Then he stands her up and starts to tear into her tits with a flogger.
He strings a line from Rain's neck rope down between her legs through her crotch so that it rubs snug up against her pussy. Then he pulls the rope attached to her strappado even tighter, hoisting her up by her elbows. Then, when her body is aching as much as he wants, Matt presses a hitachi up against her clit and starts to vibrate away.
Cum-queen Nielle returns and she wants her limits pushed. PD's thrilled. "I'm your worst nightmare," he tells her. She's bound, her face wrapped in latex. Her tongue is lashed between two pieces of dowel and she's suspended. Mr. Pogo and a vibrator get her off with an ear-splitting screech. Held up on her knees by her tits, she's whipped and fucked again, coming like crazy. Bound on all fours, a hook despoils her ass. Mouth ring, nipple pullers. Mr. Pogo finishes her off. Nielle gets her wish.
Just about every model who comes through our dungeon has inhibitions about one thing or another. At some point during their time with us, almost every single one has a moment where they are clearly only scared or only in pain, almost like they don't want to be doing what they're doing anymore. Blossom, however, never for one second has that moment. She loves every single bit of the work she does and you can read it plainly on her face.
At first, London River has her tied up, face down on the floor, her wrists lashed tightly to her ankles in a hogtie. Slowly, London undresses her, first removing the high heels, then pulling her skirt up so she has access to her ass. London starts caning her feet and moves up her calves all the way to her thighs. The sound of the whacks as the cane makes contact with skin is remarkable, showing just how hard London is hitting, but equally remarkable is the sound of Blossom's laughter as she is beaten. She looks like she is having the time of her life.
London has a field day with her, since it isn't so often that she gets a model who is so ready and raring to try out anything she wants to do to them. She pulls a bag over Blossom's head to make it hard for her to breathe and wraps her mouth in an electrical tape gag. She splays Blossom out spread eagle on the floor, her wrists tied to the ground as far out as they can be stretched. She attaches binder clips all over her body, going as far as to clip one on her tongue. Blossom flinches now and again, but mostly she just eats it up. She lives to take a beating, and right now she is living life to the fullest.
They hang her from the ceiling, savagely plow her ass, do tons of ass to mouth, face fuck and gag her, punish her with slaps, caning, and paddling, make her eat their asses, and on and on.