Their body has been used and abused, clipped all up and down, tied up in rope and beaten. And so, after they gives us a little show, spreading their ass for our enjoyment, it's right back to work for them.
Their body has been used and abused, clipped all up and down, tied up in rope and beaten. And so, after they gives us a little show, spreading their ass for our enjoyment, it's right back to work for them.
Freya French is a crier. She says she's ready for action, and maybe she thought she was, but the truth is that she is a crier, and criers are never ready for what's coming. Especially not when “what's coming” is being carried by Matt Williams.
It isn't just the canes, whips, and floggers that he's toting that are going to have Freya sobbing. There's something about his attitude. She knows right away that this isn't about making her feel good or getting her off. It isn't even about his dick.
This is Matt showing her her rightful place in the universe. She knows, deep down, that this is where she belongs, on the floor, in the dirt, and that is what brings out the tears.
Eve is nude and tied on her knees on the bed. Her hands are tied above her head, her knees and ankles bound together. She is cleave gagged with a scarf. A string is tied tight around her waist and is anchored to the bed, making her to arch her back. She struggles as she endures this difficult position.
Anikka Albrite is sex on a stick. Blonde, beautiful and very very good at the fucking. She is among the best sexual athletes out there today. Which is exactly the sort of person we like to have grace the stage. Anikka is one of the few people that can deep throat a 10 inch BBC to the base. Lucky for her, we have a BBC available today that is ready to reshape her throat.
Lashed down with leather belts onto a custom made wooden bondage device, both of ends of Anikka are completely, deliciously exposed and vulnerable. She is going nowhere fast. It is time to introduce Anikka to her new world. She is now reduced to a bag of holes for our use. We get to work. Anikka is drilled down without mercy. It is a furious onslaught of cock. Without mercy, without ever letting up, without ever giving her a chance to get on top of it. She is about to fully grasping the meaning of the phrase of deconstructed by dick.
The cocks sheath themselves balls deep from both ends and attempt to shake hands in the middle. Anikka gamely gives it her best. All 10 inches of BBC disappear down her facepussy, owning her throat hole. Long after most girls would be sputtering and begging for mercy, Anikka hangs in there. This only inspires us to pick up the pace.
Time is on our side. We slowly start to wear this athlete down. The dick will always win out in the end. You can see as her eyes glaze over and she slides off into sexual subspace. Her body goes limp in her bonds. She takes the cock as we ragdoll fuck her brains out. Anikka is a drooling, undone mess, makeup gone, hair destroyed. She wears the look well. What a good girl this one is.
This patient, Elise Graves, is particularly troubled. She needs some of the most intense bondage therapy I have ever given. Elise is a sex addict, a nymphomaniac. Her life is constant stream of new partners and an ever increasing desire for more intense sexual experiences. They only way to keep her sane is to provide her with the perfect encounter. I will need to push her far enough that she doesn't consider this entire treatment a tease, but I can't risk giving her too much or it will just trigger her to look for another level of rough play.
What I don't anticipate is how much I will enjoy our time together. The way she moves under my flogger and whip, the little moans and screams that come out of her, everything about her fills me with a desire to take things further. It isn't long before I have abandoned the idea of rehabilitating her. I've untied her from the chair I used to wheel her in and rebound her in a position more conducive to our new purpose. I'm no longer worried about taking things too far, there's no such thing. I ram 10 inches of cock down her throat and I know the truth: she is going to need a lot more therapy.
The faceless men are interrogating her now. They ask her a barrage of questions about herself, then about trivia, and every time her answer is wrong they pump thousands of volts through her poor pussy.