London River and O.T. are expecting a new face on Infernal Restraints today. From what London says she is a real professional, and London cautions O.T. not to be too rude to her and insult her or scare her away. He's not so sure about the whole thing, but he's willing to exert some self restraint if it will get the website some good content. When the model arrives, she introduces herself as India Summer, and that is about as pleasant as she gets over the course of her visit. Immediately she starts requesting that people go on coffee runs for her, asking for ridiculous no one could remember the whole name of. And worst of all, when she's on the phone with one of her friend she starts making rude remarks, referring to her experiences in the studio as "amateur hour." Well O.T. is about to show her who is the real amateur. He locks her up in metal bondage, standing on a pole in high heels, praying to God she doesn't slip and fall off and hurt herself. O.T. takes her apart. He bends her over, he beats her, he bruises her, he torments her until she can't take it anymore. Maybe next time she'll think twice before badmouthing a man with a dungeon.
When gorgeous Nickey Huntsman is snatched by an underground erotic slave trader, she wakes up in the dungeon, being assessed by the man who will judge her worth on the sexual market. Tommy Pistol works over the beautiful and nubile Nickey Huntsman with hard bondage, chains, face fucking and rough anal sex.
Rain DeGrey doesn't take challenges like that lightly. She has been known to take girls to the absolute limit of their tolerance before bringing them to the most amazing climax of their lives.
All Alyssa Lynn wants in the world is to join her heroes in entering the porn community and, more specifically and importantly, becoming an Insex girl. She says about as much to O.T. when she texts him asking, or maybe begging, for him to try her out for the show. He gives her specific instructions:
He tells her to undress, piling her discarded clothing onto the bag she brought with her. Then she is to get up on a box and kneel with her feet hovering over her feet and her hands folded behind her head. She has to wait there, un-moving. We have high standards here at Insex and if she moves so much as an inch we have no use for her.
Lucky for us and for her, she doesn't, which means we can try her out on a few things. O.T. will be running her through the motions, seeing how she reacts to a few of the things we tend to use on our girls. He whacks and taps Alyssa's feet and her ass and her huge, round tits with a cane, seeing how she shifts and figuring out what kind of sounds she makes. Then he wants to compare that to what happens if he sticks a pussy hook in her and vibrates her clit with the celebrator. Doing interviews with new girls is one of the best parts of the job.
Delirious Hunter had such a good idea for a grand finale that we couldn't just let it go. She came to us pretty much begging for the most intense girl-on-girl bdsm experience.
Trips to the county fair are always resourceful. The animals are wonderful and there is that undertone of care and love they receive. The tools of husbandry are especially interesting and one device has always fired my imagination: the grooming table. It is with such delight and reflection I stand over her now, enjoying a good Camel smoke. She is most beautiful with a black latex smother hood stretched over her head. It is a nice contrast from that painted face mounted in the wall a few days back. I inserted a couple rubber tubes up her nose holes to ensure there is no mishap with breathing. This was a safety measure as she has been locked on all fours stewing since sunrise. My knees are killing me!!! The only relief is to carefully hang my weight from that damnable ass hook he seems to love so much. I’m sweating from this exertion. I feel the sweat squishing around my chin and mouth. The tubes jammed up my nose are maddening and my breath is labored because of them. I am engulfed in an oppressive, sticky blackness. The pressure, which was a mere sensation when he pulled it over my head, is aching now. The wickedest tickling and pricking assaults my skin; I imagine it must be flies or mosquitos feasting. I hear the door slam. Though I cannot see or hear his movements, I am sure he is up to something. My mind swirls with imaginings of what he is about to do. My head screams, “Please do something!” The terror of what my own thoughts conjure reverberate in this smothering blackness. Do I sense that he is close? I hold my breath to empty any sound in my head. Suddenly an acrid stench assaults my nose when I finally inhale. That fucker is blowing smoke at me. I can’t avert my head as it is locked at the neck. With every inhale I receive another dose. I cannot escape it; I feel dizzy -- my body tingles and trembles.
What is Sensual Pain? Here at Sensualpain, you will find the documented, real life journey of Master James and His alpha-slave abigail (Abigail Dupree).