Samsara has got to be one of the whiniest models Matt Williams has ever come across. Every single thing he goes to do to her she begs away from, begs for forgiveness, but Matt is here to make it clear that she is begging the wrong person. The only one who can pardon her, forgive her, release her from her torment, is God, and so he should be the one she is asking. And since the path to righteousness is penance, Matt is going to help Samsara along with that.
Matt provides her with a ball gag and a blindfold so that all she can experience is the pain of her punishment. He ties her legs so that they are spread apart and uses rope to create a harness for her breasts so tight and thorough that her tits turn a dark purple from the cut off circulation. Then he ties her neck rope to the ceiling so that she is choking herself, and starts caning her tits, her ass, and whatever other piece of her body he can reach. She lets out cries of pain that are muffled by her ball gag and send drool spilling down onto her chest, but she isn't done repenting for her sins yet, and Matt isn't done having fun with her.
He ties Samsara so that she is lying face down on top of a box with her ankles tied to her hair, holding both her legs and her head up a few inches off the box. He removes her gag, then he comes in hard with the flogger, beating her ass as she lets out screams and moans pleading with him for mercy. But mercy isn't his job, his job is to make her feel the pain of her penance, and so he goes on. He takes out the hitachi and vibrates her pussy until she can't cum anymore and makes her plead directly with her god if she wants any rest tonight.
Nothing but the best make it into our dungeons. Amber Nevada is new here, a sexy piece of ass that doesn't have a lot of experience in the world of BDSM.
Maddy O'Reilly is a hacker, and she's a good one too. She's been working for years pulling images and information from secret government organizations,foreign and domestic alike. After so long kicking virtual ass and taking names, however, she's grown very cocky and a little careless, and when you're working against the FBI, a little bit of carelessness goes a long way. In no time at all she has the feds kicking in her door, pushing her down on the bed, locking her in handcuffs, and carrying her off to God knows where.
Wherever it is that she ends up, it's dark. She has no idea what's happening, all that she knows is she's terrified and being made into a tiny cage next to a girl who looks like she's been in there for a long time. Maddy is made to take her clothes off as a large man holds a taser next to her cage and watches, insisting she removes every article even if she has to tear it off her body. When he leaves her she is already shaking and tearing up, and they haven't even gotten started with her yet.
Maddy is in trouble, because the FBI found out that she has downloaded thousands of images of state of the art torture techniques they use to get information out of prisoners. It only seems right that her punishment is to have each of them used on her. The trouble is she doesn't have any information they want, so there is nothing in the world she can do to make them stop. They cane and whip and flog her ass until it swells and changes colors. They lock her in a box with horrible noise blasting at absurd volume. They hang her upside down and stick an electrified dildo in her ass. They waterboard her and touch her vulnerable body. Now she'll understand why it's best for girls not to get too curious.
Hazel Hypnotic came through the door ready to submit to a strong personality. SD gave her the tour and gift wrapped her while they waited for PD to come home. He has all of the power and a million painful ideas on how she can please him. PD had been looking for a new mouth and pussy to fuck anyway. It is a good thing Hazel was nice enough to volunteer.
Genres: BDSM, Humiliation, Torture, Bondage, Spanking, Anal, Domination, Big Ass, Facial, Hardcore, All Sex
Video language: English
Jack isn't interested in money. He wants to have a good time. His idea of a good time is making her miserable. He can tie her down, cane her, and make her suffer in ways that she couldn't have imagined
Bonnie's next task is to get in the cage with Syren and make her naked. She can't help talking while she does it. Such a useless slut. Her head goes through the collar on the top of the cage and her wrists are cuffed out. Her knees are also spread wide so she's totally exposed. Her nipples are clamped. The clothes pins start going on Bonnie's face, but there's a string attached so everyone knows there's going to be a zipper. The first ever face zipper. When it comes off Bonnie screams. The vibrator starts buzzing on her clit and she screams even more. Also, there's a cattle prod involved, plus some with a plastic bag. Bonnie comes out of the cage and gets locked down to the box with Syren inside underneath her. Useless Bonnie missed some little hairs on her asshole. OT helps pluck them. Once she's clean her nipples get locked down to the box and she gets a caning.
I am glad that you are here. Even though I consider you a friend, I'd like to get to know you better. So I ask you some questions.
"Do you believe that bondage allows for a more true expression of the self?"
You explain that, for you, bondage creates a space where you feel able to express feelings that might otherwise be difficult, unacceptable, problematic, or too just vulnerable. The bondage creates a safe space to roam where you usually don't.
It might seem funny to remember those words you spoke as you are zip-tied to the front of a cage with a leather hood over your head, your panties pulled down, and some bitch biting the fuck out of your tits. Or when you're tied bent-over the back of a chair, legs for the taking, head locked in place, and your tits swinging with each stroke of the cane.
I know I laughed at the hilarity. The clarity. The hilarious clarity. Irony. Dichotomy. Free to express only when you can't physically move.
"What, then, do your bondage expressions say about your own inner self?'
I feel we finally arrived at a bit of clarity for you. Your sobbing suspended body would at times be overtaken with bitter tantrum rage. This seems important for you to be able to express. To let it out.
You felt that sex in general can allow for a truer, more vulnerable expression of the self. Your response to the suspended, hair-tied, ball-gagged ass fucking was very honest. I appreciate it.