Day 4 of 5 at the farm. Tracey Sweet is restless. She needs to burn off her excess energy. A made exercise session under the sting of the whip, followed by a tight hogtie serve to pacify her. The distraction won't last long - a few hours perhaps, maybe the afternoon. Tracey knows tomorrow she will be caned for the first time in her life. Perhaps all the anticipation explains why she's so restless in the first place...
The lady with the lovely legs was surprisingly easy to find again - and so was lots of rope. For as convincing as Crystal was in suggesting those bad investments, she is not nearly as good at convincing Ivan to let her go.
The Sybian is every girl's best friend. Or at least it is until they are strapped down to one with no place to go. Then, as Sarah Jane Ceylon is finding out, the vibration can become a bit much. The first few orgasms come quickly and easily. She screams and moans while they tear through her body. The next few are more of a challenge. We've attached castration bands to her nipples, rubber rings so tight that they cut off all circulation. She is humiliated by the words we've written on her, but with so much stimulation she hardly has time to worry about it. It isn't long before she is literally begging for the fun to be over.
And after the intensity of the Sybian, Sarah Jane thinks she may finally be done, but she has got a reality check coming. We have whips and canes and a desire to hear her scream some more. She can try to keep the sound down, thinking maybe we'll get bored, but we're going to keep going until we get the genuine reaction that we want.
Brutal torture of slaves, piercing, wax, cigarette burns genitals, extinguishing the candles, mistreatment of a slave, torture with electricity, whipping with nettles, the girls are suffering hellish torment. Studio SVP Productions represents an extreme BDSM and the one of the sites horror dedicated to BDSM.
Cast: Blake Rose, Mark Davis, Karlo Karrera, Ramon Nomar, John Strong, Kaci Star, Michael Bridalveil, Sherman
Kaci Star comes to Kink for her first bondage shoot ever, but begins to change her mind while she is in the greenroom. AS she goes to phone her agent and call the whole the off the boys hear her talking and decide to take her fate into their own hands. In one fowl swoop they have her up off the ground and down the stairs onto set. They cuff her hands behind her back and her legs together at the ankles. Then they proceed to fuck her face, pussy, and ass until she is cumming uncontrollably! In the end, I think she'll be pleased she had no choice in the matter.
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 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 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.