We know slave girls aren't made to be stored in a comfortable position. Today while Master gets some rest, he left Chrissy bound in an excruciatingly tight and inescapable hogtie! He even crotch roped her and hogtied her pigtails to her opposite heels so that she can't put her head down to sleep. Wearing nothing by thigh high stockings she struggles and attempts to find a comfortable position as the jennings gag prying her mouth wide open starts to make her drool uncontrollably. She grunts, wiggles and whimpers in agony, hoping Master will come back to release her soon!
The cruelest thing we do is ask these girls if they are ready for what is about to happen. The only replies we ever receive are enthusiastic consents. “I was born ready,” she'll say. Or “You bet.” But they are never ready.
The good sub does more than just obey commands and expect orgasms. The good sub delights in her master using her body, whether to give her pleasure or pain. The good sub is a pet, certainly, to be cared for, but a toy, also, to be played with. Electra Rayne is a good sub. Other subs may have little collars of leather or lace, adorned with little ornaments befitting their station in life. Electra's is made of cold, iron pipes, heavy as a yoke, and she wears it proudly for O.T., to show her dedication to serving him. Other subs also get the privilege of being fucked, but that isn't in the cards for Electra, at least not today. Instead she is going to perform for him, in all of the ways that she has been trained. When she is bent over, her ass in the air, being by Mr. Pogo, she doesn't complain or struggle. Instead she just takes it, accepting her fate as a single tear rolls down her face. She gave up her will and her agency a long time ago. Every good sub does.
Electra Rayne is a good slave. When her Master orders her to a stranger's hotel room she's on time and dressed sexy. Master is watching her every move and telling her exactly how to please the stranger. "Strip for him." "Crawl to him." "Get him off." After the stranger has dropped his load on her gyrating ass he's got a proposition for her. She's invited to a bondage party. She hesitates, but her Master is quick to correct her. In the box, in the hood, with handcuffs, she's taken away to a dungeon. She can't see where she is or who she's with. There's a new stranger and her Master is no longer talking to her. Her holes are and she's interrogated. On the spot she has no idea what to say. She's punished for every word. When it's time to give her an orgasm she's reluctant. She needs her Master's permission. What will she do?
"Who are you?" "What's your problem?" "Why are you doing this?" "What's wrong with you?" His lack of response was deafening. I tried to struggle. I tried to get him to respond, but he said nothing. I came here to pick up a package. I wish I had never come. I didn't even need the stupid thing. When he finally came to tie my wrists I fought with everything I had, but the more I struggled the tighter the ropes got. When he tied my ankles I had nothing else to struggle with. My body was his. His disgusting hands fumbled over my young tight body. He removed my clothes. He smelled me. What a creep! I had almost forgotten about the taxi driver. When he came in to find me I was so glad to see him. I thought maybe he would untie me, but he's more creepy than the other guy. To see what he did to me go to S...
In this fantasy role play, Cassandra Nix gets kidnapped and held for ransom. Amy Brooke, a very beautiful and wealthy friend agrees to make the payment for her release and meets the kidnapper in an abandon warehouse. Unfortunately the girls are dealing with a mad man who wants more than just the cash. He ties Amy down and makes her watch video footage of Cassandra being sexually brutalized. Amy is filled with horror as she watches but she is unable to stop her pussy from getting wet as he rips her clothes off and gropes her. She watches on as Cassandra gets throats fucked and ass fucked while in inescapable bondage and then she receives the same rough treatment. Finally, the two girls are reunited and all of their holes are used!
Two hours in silence and darkness, bound in painful steel and weighed down by what seems like immeasurable burden... One becomes a part of their situation as if it were reality and not something within the grasp of their control. Master James finds a demented glee in the research of His victims breaking points. The more he tests His slave abigail the harder it gets for Him to find that sweet spot, but without fail, he will always find it. Adorned with an eerie gunny sack that covers an even more criminally eerie gimp hood... slave abigail sits bound and in darkness on a high stool. She is prompted to perform what seems like a simple task outside of her many distracting predicaments. "Tell me a story" Master James urges. And right out of the gate, slave abigail finds herself challenged in a way that she hadn't predicted. Struggling at her first attempt to entertain her captor, her story fails abruptly when it leads down a dead end road on Vanilla Lane. Master James has a way of motivating his slave to greatness though so she begins again.. She finds a tiny crack into His psyche when she begins to tell a story that mirrors his own twisted beginnings and His increasing appetite for larger and larger prey. As her story would slow as she studied His reactions he would urge her to continue on with one of His many motivational tools. You know...like flame throwers and explosives or power tools with abrasive modifications or the bone chilling shower of water... the sounds of metal scraping on metal and flesh and the unmistakable sound of a large sickle being honed of its rust before being dragged across her skin. Dehumanized, weighed down, bound, wet, cold and then suddenly burning, pressured to perform and entertain, tired, hungry and challenged at every point. A truly spectacular vision to witness as this interaction unfolds organically.
Beautifully adorned Billy Nix is trussed up and dropped off on the doorstep of O.T. with a nice note telling him to have his way with her. She's bound and gagged, but it says that it's from her and so who is he to doubt it?