The van backs up into the large warehouse, the warehouse door being opened by a mysterious black clad man. When the van comes to a halt, the back doors are flung open.
Morning of a new day Lady spends in bed with prolonged in latex slave Jennifer (there is no longer a journalist). Disguised as "brand new" in a maid costume (with tray on the heels), Mrs and a friend start charging whipped one of the slaves. Operating in tandem with two whips they show their skills. Jennifer awkwardly serves them, obnosya refreshments. Her error leads to ice punishment. After serving his sentence, she (again dressed as a maid) meets the second slave. For lesbian licking honey with latex body, they both get punished.
Bonnie Day and O.T. are having a perfectly wonderful time playing together when she has to go and ruin it all. He was just playing with her body a little bit. Sure the nose hook was annoying, but it wasn't painful, at least. Well, not any more than she could handle. She screamed a bit when he whipped her tits, but bitches are always best when they are about to cry their eyes out.
The second he left Bonnie alone, though, and just to go get a cane to play with, she entices the next guy she sees to fuck her wanton pussy. He left her safely chained with her ass high up in the air, ball gagged so that she couldn't call out to anyone, but as soon as Jack Hammer walks in the room she shakes her tight little ass at him and he knows what she wants. It's not his fault she's such a slut. When O.T. comes back he is so mad he has to go looking for a bigger cane.
She could have been satisfied with that but this girl is insatiable. Jack Hammer comes back and she immediately seduces him again. She says she doesn't want to suck his cock but when he sticks it in her face she gobbles it down greedily. It earns her the caning of a lifetime while she repeats the O.T.'s rule over and over through her gag. "I will not fuck anybody until I am told to," she screams between strokes. Hopefully she has taken the message to heart.
He pulls up my crop top and pulls my panties down just to the bottom of my ass, groping and humiliating me. I struggle hard, but the shackles are very painful digging in to my ankles if I pull on them too hard. I try crying for help as there is no way to escape the cuffs. The man returns and ballgags me to shut me up. I continue to struggle throughout the rest of the clip, causing the cuffs and shackles to be quite noisy as the chains rub against each other. I try to get to my cell phone and call for help, but I can't manage, and instead start drooling all over my bed. The chains of the cuffs and shackles slide between my ass cheeks and along my pink pussy, spreading it in the process, and it even start to arouse me despite my dangerous predicament.
Dylan Phoenix didn't show the proper respect to OT. Sure, she dressed really nice to come and see him, but she should have shaved her pussy clean, knowing he was going to want to play with it. Sure, it looks smooth, but as soon as he runs his hands over her little mound he can feel the stubble starting to form. If she isn't going to groom herself properly for him, then he is going to have to do it in a way that will remind her for next tme.
She's rocking back and forth on her ass with her legs strapped to a wooden spreader bar. Her cunt is exposed and it looks like she could use a good, hard fucking. If she had taken care of herself she may have gotten one. Instead she is going to have every hair on her snatch plucked out by hand until OT is sure that she won't make the same mistake again.
She could have been getting stuffed. Instead she's going to spend the day getting punished. A hard caning, some whipping, and a bit of hard, metal bondage should make sure that the next time she comes calling she makes sure her entire body is ready for his attention.
It's called the Safe House; for Hazel Hypnotic it's anything but. It's dark, it's cold, and it's terrifying. PD wedged a ring into her mouth, keeping her jaw spread apart. At first she thinks it is just so that he can freely fuck her face, but it turns out to be worse. He wants to hear her scream. She would love to deny him the pleasure, to grit her teeth against the fear and pain, but with this tiny device in place she can't help herself.
It's part of her conditioning, a very important part, actually. She can't hold anything back from him. When he makes a demand it should be her entire life's goal to fulfill it immediately. She knows it, too. She knew the second she opened her eyes in this place that her life had changed. It isn't hers anymore. She belongs to him now, entirely.
PD is trying to desensitize Hazel to the things that she has to endure. She knows what his plan is, but how much good is that going to do her? It doesn't make a difference if she can't do anything about it. It adds to her dread.
She can feel her will slipping away with every passing moment. She starts asking herself things like, “would it really be so bad to give in?” Once that thought is in her head it isn't long before she starts telling herself that it will be OK.
And what happens to her then? Will she learn to love her captor? Will he even want her anymore after she has given in? She doesn't know what's worse in the long run, submitting to her fate as a toy for him to play with however he wills, or the idea that one day he will just be done with her.