Nora Riley is just your average college girl, out to earn a buck or two taking care of kids. When she comes across an ad looking for a babysitter for two adults looking to relax, she thinks nothing of it and immediately follows up. Today Nora is going to learn a thing or two about why background checks are important when going to a stranger's house.
From the moment she arrives, the situation is clearly unusual. A woman comes to the door, aggressively introducing herself as London River, and then leads her into the living room to meet O.T., not how the parents she works with usually behave. Then, when she gets to the room she notices the strangest thing about the whole situation: there isn't a little. When asked about it, O.T. and London readily admit that they don't have any , and that they are willing to offer her $1000 to take care of them for the day instead. And for that kind of money, there is no way Nora can say no.
The work they have her do is pretty unusual. They tie her up and have her make them sandwiches, use her as a footstool, and position her between them tied so that she holds their chips and goodies while they play video games. All of this is fine to Nora, until she needs to use the bathroom. O.T. and London dress her up in a diaper and a binky, tied down to the floor so that she doesn't have any choice in where it is that she goes. And when she's done, since she's so conveniently placed, they figure they'll just have some fun with her body. A hitachi and a steel dildo wouldn't go amiss. Now Nora is left to wonder if the money is really worth all the work.
But she didn't know what helpless felt like until Jack had tied her legs spread far apart, her wrists bound to her ankles, and she realized that he intended on punishing her beautifully shaved pussy.
The old man told me he doesn't trust OT. The shoots are getting shorter. The bondage seems lame and OT doesn't seem to be taking the time to build anything interesting anymore. That's why he hired me. My job was to visit the west coast studio and investigate.
PD never told me that most of the cool gear was at the farm out of OT's hands. He never mentioned the size of the studio or that there was no real workshop. OT sure showed me though.
Once my tour of the facility was done OT helped me see just how inventive he was. With what little he had in the studio he was able to get me completely helpless with no trouble at all.
My beautiful blond hair was one of my favorite features. Without it I feel naked. OT took it all from me leaving me a buzzed girl.
Watching Liv squirm around on the bed the motivation was simple; I just wanted to see her squirm. No reasons, punishments, or debts owed. Wearing a black latex dress, belts cinched her body, legs, elbows, and arms all tightly together. She knew escape near impossible so her struggles became a quest to find any comfortable position. Adding more and more belts didn't help her plight as she soon ends up hogtied, barely able to roll over. If she didn't look so damn sexy in her bonds one might find pity on her, but alas that's not in the cards for her today.
A full anatomy exam becomes avant-garde erotica when two female doctors shed uniforms revealing luscious curves. They give their patients mammoth jugs a special treatment of sucking then wraps them with tape.
Decked out in a sexy pink catsuit, fishnets, and ballet boots, Rachel tries to escape her stocks. What she doesn't know is that Im just getting started on her bondage. After putting a ballgag in her mouth first, she's moved to her stomach where belts attach her boots to her stocks. Simple at first, until they are pulled tight and every move takes effort. The position doesn't lend itself to comfort, so Rachel is to do anything she can to help her situation. Particularly those sexy hogtie arches. It's going to be a while before I grow tired of seeing her like this.
Just a few minutes is all Jamie had to wait. I had promised her one of her favorite positions with the magic wand bound in just the right spot. I hadn't left her alone for 3 minutes but when I came back she had started the party without me. So with a quick change of plans Jamie soon found a different device bound to her pussy. The cold steel of the chastity belt cools her off quick as her cries of protest fall on deaf ears. There won't be any orgasms for Jamie today or maybe the week; I haven't decided yet. For now I'll just watch her work out her frustrations.
While I am prepping the room for a challenging predicament for Sarah, she tried to sit still in her latex straitjacket. Despite her gag keeping her quiet she was still quite a distraction as she squirmed and fidgeted in her chair. There was only one thing to do and I quickly whisked her to the basement for some time to herself. Confused at first Sarah plays along and squirms in the belts and latex keeping her well secure. As the minutes pass she soon realizes I'm not coming back. Dangling like a worm on a hook by the ring in her gag she tries to grunt and stomp for attention. Little does she know she's in for a not so brief interlude as I take my time setting up her next torment.