Amarna Miller is absolutely adorable. She has cute little braids in her hair and a sweet jumper that she may even manage to keep on for the first minute of her time with O.T. before he cuts it away and off her perky, soft body. He has her tied up in a nt of ropes each connected to the one around her neck. Her arms are raised and tied up to the ceiling by the wrists. Amarna may be even cuter when she is completely defenseless.
Once O.T. has her jumper cut away, he immediately wants to take advantage of the sensitive flesh it has left exposed. He takes out his flogger and introduces Amarna to it, running the tails over her skin slowly and gently, letting her know what will shortly be stinging her body with lash after lash. Then he pulls his arm back and starts laying into her. He beats her tits and her stomach, all the way down to her pussy. Once she's been properly tenderized, he takes a moment and runs his hand over her clit before continuing with his plans.
He pushes Amarna down so she is crouched down in a squatting position. This is made more difficult by both the high heels she has strapped onto her feet and the ropes O.T. has tied around her ankles, spreading her legs. He still doesn't think she's open enough, though, so he pinches metal clamps down on her pussy and ties them down to the floor. Once she is ready, O.T. takes out the hitachi and vibrates her pussy until she calls out in rapture. After that he bends her over and it's back to the torment she wants and deserves.
You've probably seen Ashley on our sites before. You've seen her take orgasms. You've seen her take pain. But does that necessarily mean you have any idea who Ashley Lane really is?
She's quiet, that's for sure. I'm quite sure that she is quite unsure of herself. In a young and clueless sort of way.
But let's hear it from her own mouth. Who does she think she is? How would she describe herself? Is she too unfamiliar with herself to satisfactorily answer those questions?
Only through the rigors of bondage are we given the opportunity to see glimpses of the real Ashley. Ashley without anxiety. Ashley without tension. Ashley without fear of embarrassment.
Ashley begins her journey in an asymmetrical string tie and leather hood, being lead to the bed. One darkened footstep by another. She stands there silently as a near stranger gropes her body - not really having an opinion on the matter either way. Once shoved onto the bed, Ashley is further secured in an erotically exposed spread. Removal of her clothing reveals a tight string harness that snugly crafts a very pretty pink rose bud pussy. It's difficult not to play with that pussy.
Let's stand this tall juice of water up on her feet and see what she can do. Her vision is blacked out, her legs spread, and her pussy clamped with electrics. After Ashley into a standing arched back position, she graciously waits for the whip. My whip really likes her pale skin.
Time to bend her over. I need more from her. I need to see that she can share a deeper side of herself with me. She's not making this easy, so it's time to grab a cane. Time to cane some real emotion right out of Ashley Lane.
I thought I was tough when I came looking for my friend. The last I had heard she was doing some weird photo shoot with this guy OT. I finally found him and confronted him. I was so wrong. I wasn't so tough after all. He easily got the upper hand. I found myself locked between pipes. I tried earnestly to escape, but I it was useless. I was his now too.
The contraption he put me in was stressful. Unable to sit or kneel, but unable to stand either. I couldn't fathom the pains my friend had suffered through. A huge rubber dick found its way to the back of my throat. He mounted it to the same device I was mounted to. Gagged in that way I couldn't even protest when he fondled my breasts.
I thought that he might let me go once he had his fun with me, but the device was more versatile and more sinister than I could have ever imagined. His final insult came when he used a heavy steel bar to penetrate my sensitive cunt. He used painful clips to expose my flesh and then entered my body with his massive rod. The worst part... I loved it!!
Wenona made an escape attempt earlier, but has since been captured. I left the gate open as a test and she failed. She will spend the evening on the nag for her infraction. She starts standing with her arms behind her back around the post. I buckle a posture collar around her neck and tie her hair in pigtails. I gag her with a rag and many wraps of tape. I then grope and slap her tits before she receives a tight crotchrope. Wenona moans in agony as I attach a block and tackle to it and pull it tight. Her hips are pulled forward and up until she's up on her tippy toes. I leave her like this until the very end of the clip, but before I release the tension on her crotchrope, I add some nooses to her nipples. This is where Part 1 ends.
She's felt canes, whips, electricity and so many other implements of agony that she never imagined that she would be broken by something as simple as the steady drip of ordinary water.
Cherie Deville is typical of the kind of attitude we get around here. We provided her with some very comfortable accessories and she has made it her mission to get them off. This one won't get away, though. We have made sure of it. It is incredibly disrespectful of her to keep trying go free, but PD is willing to ignore it if she can put on a good enough show for him, using Mr. Pogo to fuck her own pussy. All she needs to do is convince him that she appreciates what he is doing for her and she may just avoid his wrath. She tries so hard to please him. It is a waste of her time. As soon as PD walks out of the room Cyd Black steps in and decides that it is his turn to play with this hot, new toy. PD wanted to humiliate her and that was bad enough, but Cyd is committed to making her scream and cry. She thinks that by begging him to stop she may appeal to his humanity. She may as well ask the world to stop turning. Every "no" and "stop" or "I can't" comes through loud and clear to Cyd but the message he hears is "No, I can't stop." Cherie says she would do anything for this torment to be over. In this case all she needs to do is let it happen. If she can suffer through everything they have to offer she may have a few minutes to recover while they brainstorm new and more sadistic ideas.
This Clip starts where Part 1 ended... I untie Wenona's wrists from around the post and turn her around where I bind her arms in somewhat of a reverse prayer. Her crotchrope is removed and she is ordered to stand facing the post. She does as she is told... maybe she has learned her lesson already. I pull a wooden nag under the hoist with a wooden bar attached. I help Wenona on the nag, and tie her chest harness overhead and then I tie her pigtails to the end of the bar. This is where Part 2 ends.
Roxanne Rae isn't sure how she ended up where she is, bound in string hanging from the ceiling as a strange man plays with her body. More than that, she can't tell if she likes it or not. He toys with and bites her long hair and runs his hands along her curves. He runs a crotch string through her legs, then, when he realizes he can't reach every inch of her body he wants to touch, he cuts off her panties. Roxanne is scared but excited. While she moves away when he goes to bite her hair and tickle her, the little moans and sighs she lets out when he slaps her tits and touches her pussy give away the fact that she's having at least a little fun.
Roxanne thinks she is getting as rough a treatment as she can get having O.T. play with her but not get her off. She whines and wails as she is tied to the ceiling with one leg raised and has a hitachi placed squarely on her clit. She begs him to let her cum but every time she comes close he pulls the vibrator away. She should be more careful with what she wishes for.
O.T. moves her and ties her up so that her legs and her ass are spread and he can give Roxanne what she has been begging for. This time he uses the celebrator to vibrate her pussy since it's smaller and can be more directly applied to her clit. Then he sticks a metal pussy hook inside her and fucks her so that she cums over and over again. He has her arching backward screaming in rapture. She is so thoroughly used by the end that she can barely form words.