All dungeons should come with standard with a sexy bound redhead, right? And the sexy bound redhead is even more fun when it is Cici Rhodes. This tall lanky redhead is one of our favorite fucktoys, and with good reason. Belt bound doggystyle upon a custom made bondage device that leaves both ends wide open and exposed, Cici is ready for use. And use her we do. Both ends, two hard cocks, all three holes. This is three hole training at its finest. Our dungeon pet is quickly reduced to a messy drooling glassy eyed lump of slut. 10 inches of big black cock open up her pussy and her ass and Cici takes every inch balls deep. All the while another cock is reshaping out her mouth until it is custom fitted. As the moans and orgasms burst out of both ends, our MILF is lost into deep sexual subspace. Her hair and makeup are destroyed, along with her ass, as her true and honest self is revealed. Her honest self is a cock crazed slut that craves the bondage and the orgasms. Is it any wonder we keep this one as a dungeon pet? After we have used every hole repeatedly, we leave our sweaty and limp toy heaving in her bondage. She will keep until we want another round...
friend Dee is playing a double header today. First she has time to Sarah Jane Ceylon, and when she is done playing with her, Sophie Ryan is waiting for her at home.
I dropped to my knees and took off Daddy's belt as he watched me. This is the same routine that we've did when I've been too naughty, and oh-- I have been naughty too many times to count. I slid off my pajama pants and Daddy saw my bare pussy, "where's your underwear?" I covered myself with my hands, "I, uhm.. don't wear panties anymore," I lied. I have been buying sexy panties for two years now, even though I am not allowed to wear them. I hide them in the back of my closet and hand wash them in the upstairs bathroom so Daddy doesn't know about my secret naughty lingerie collection. He pressed his lips together sternly and did not respond, I looked closely at his face to understand if he was even madder that I didn't wear panties, but his face was cold and emotionless. I bent over his knee, hoping to get the spanking over with. Daddy took the thick belt in his hand and raised it over his head, he pulled his arm down violently, the leather slapped against my delicate porcelain skin and made a cracking sound that made my boyfriend gasp under the bed. I tried to stifle my cries, I know they only upset Daddy more, and I take my lashings, two, three, four, and oh God.. why is my pussy wet? Am I feeling horny? My clit is swollen and my pussy is aching, my ass is stinging as he lashes me with the belt, whap, whap, whap! I look over my shoulder and Daddy is reaching into his pocket. I can't see what's in his hand, I'm distracted when his other hand spreads my ass apart. "Mmmph!" It's possible he knows my secret, he can see my private area, and he knows now what my most intimate place looks like, and does he like the look of it? Does he know that I have shaved the little bit of hair that grows there? Does he see the inner pink petals inside my lips? Can he tell that I am wet? My face is flush and my heart races, I feel Daddy's big hands slide up and down my pussy and ass. I hear myself moan, just as I do for my boyfriend; I can't repress it, it's instinctual, and then I feel his finger press against my ass, the other presses against my clit, the pressure as he pushes inside my virgin ass is intense, and it hurts but it feels good, he presses deeper, deeper, he slaps my ass, and I wonder if I did something wrong? I bite my lip. He presses a finger into my pussy, and into my ass, and then he tells me to "turn over." I watch his face as he fingers both of my holes, he takes the crystal plug out again and I know it will go inside of me. I gasp as it stretches me, he presses it deeper, deeper, his eyes are focused on my tight little ass, and I let go all of my fear. Daddy will take care of me. He fingers my pussy as he presses it deeper yet, and then once it is in, he plunges it in and out of my tiny little pink asshole. I try not to cum, I know he is punishing me in a brand new way, but I can not help it. I guess I am just inherently a bad girl. I wonder if I get that from my Mommy, and I shake the unpleasant thought off. My legs are now pulled in, I'm clutching them against my body, ashamed of myself, what I make Daddy have to do, and my nudity, as Daddy is ruffling through my closet. He pulls out my dress, a sweater, and some shoes, "wear this, keep the plug in at school. We will talk again when you come home tomorrow." I swallow hard and wait for his next instruction, it never came, he left and slammed the door in annoyance.
My boyfriend popped up under the bed and I shoo-ed him to the window. He wanted to know if I was alright, and what the hell was all of that he saw? I assured him that I was fine, and that the best thing for him to do was get the hell out! I told him, "If Daddy comes back in here and sees you, you'd be history!" When John went out the window, I looked at his face, it was full of concern for me. I tried to care about his concern; I searched my brain for words that would make him sleep easier, but they didn't come to me. It was as if I no longer cared as much about Johnny anymore. I have Daddy, and oh-- Daddy will do something incredible to me when I get off of school. It's scary, exciting, and unimaginable. I turn off my bedside table lamp, I smile as I feel the butt plug inside of me, still stretching me, preparing me for what's next.
Even in the worst prisons in the world the prisoners are generally afforded some kind of physical activity. This is what Cheyenne Jewel gets as hers. She cannot be released from her shackles since she may try to escape, so PD has to use alternate means of getting her heart pumping. His chosen method is a combination of physical labor and physical pain. It builds muscle and character at the same time.
She can barely muster enough air to stay conscious but despite herself she cannot stop screaming. It heightens the terror as she struggles to draw in another breath.
London RiverPart two of London Rivers live BaRS show continues as we take our already toasted toy and build a custom made wooden bondage piece around her toned flesh. That perfectly shaved snatch is placed on a sybian and a post goes up her back before trapping her face in place. Part wood, part skin, all skin. She can not shift her head away, only take every inch of dick we chose to dish out. This is throatboarding at its finest. London has a weakness. Her pussy is on a hair trigger and orgasms make her lose her mind completely. The strict tight bondage we have to keep her in is because her superhuman orgasm power makes her destroy things as she cums. The sybian that we have her hair trigger pussy on is the worlds most powerful vibrator, and deepthroating dick while on it is no easy feat. We dont care. The one two three combination of bondage, deepthroat and orgasms cause London to lose it completely. It is a good thing she is as secured as she is, or her hulked out orgasm super power would be destroying everything around her. As it is, all she can do is cum and suck, suck and cum. Like the well trained pet she is, London drools all over the dick. She knows her place. There are still more positions to go, the only question is if London can last the length of the show. Her vacant blue eyes stare off into the distance as she twitches in her restraints. This is what sexually broken looks like. Stay tuned and see if this fuckpuppet can go the distance...
friend Dee has a soft spot for hot women in tight bondage. It makes her want to see if she can make Tricia Oaks scream. For her part, she is not with friend Dee long before the bruises begin to show.
He doesn’t even have a plan to take over or make millions. In fact all he has is a desire to make Rain suffer.Most villains take the time to explain their evil plan.