I put my slave through a lot of rigorous tests and physically challenging situations... A lot of which are not exactly the most enjoyable... even for her and her need for suffering. But when W?we first met and began to taste of one another, there was a dance that took place that was foundational. Old fashioned and rudimentary. Calculated and intrinsic. Primal and telling.
Naked blonde Bella wakes up bound and gagged on her sofa. Her clothes are gone and she is left with nothing on but her stiletto boots. She struggles to get herself free, but the tight ropes cut into her flesh and won't budge. Bella's elbows around crushed together and her booted ankles bound along with a tight pussy splitting crotch rope. She tries to reach around to loosen the crotch rope, but her efforts are useless. Bella attempts to get up but winds up on the floor rolling and wiggling her body to attempt to get to the door. She looks around to make sure no one is watching as she makes to slow journey to the front door. Finally she makes it to the door and wrestles with the lock with her booted feet. The door doesn't budge and Bella grunts and groans in frustration. Finally she manages to stand upright and grab the lock to open the door. She's almost outside when I seize the opportunity to ambush her efforts. I sneak up behind the naked beauty as she tries to hop outside and I pull her back into the house. Oh my pretty litte prey, where do you think you're going missy? I put poor helpless Bella back on the floor and add more rope to her bound body. I bind her wrists and put her in a tight hogtie. I roll Bella over and grope her pretty lithe body. I have a surprise for you sweetie. I grab a vibrator and stimulate her pussy. Open those legs little one I purr. I press it right up into her pussy and insert the vibrator into her crotch rope. I take a seat on the couch to watchh helpless Bella cum over and over and over.
They made them better in Texas. Ella Novas sweet nature, lush curves and eager holes are inviting as they get, and we are more then happy to oblige. With an overload of cock. Today this sweet Southern girl gets the sexually broken treatment. It will be a day that she will not be forgetting anytime soon… Bound down and restrained with leather belts on a custom made wooden bondage device, Ella is arched into a painful curve. Leather strips bind and swell up her youthful tits. She wears nothing but thigh high stockings, heels and baby oil. Both ends are deliciously exposed for the epic dicking down she is about to receive. We warm her up with a potent dildo?vibrator combination while a cock is jammed down her facepussy. Ella cums hard, fiercely, almost immediately. This slut can not help herself. She loves the dick. Enough warm up. We pick up the pace. Time to break this bitch. The cocks are relentless, stuffing her up to the brim, never slowing down or letting her get on top of it. Her pussy and mouth are stopped up with an epic serving of dick. The orgasms and bondage do the trick as Ella slides off into sexual subspace. It is an overload while being restrained in a brutal back arch. She moans and gasps as her holes are thoroughly owned. A final slamming home of BBC sends one last orgasm rippling though Ellas flesh. Her makeup and hair are destroyed, her eyes glazed over. Only her bondage keeps her in place as her limp body twitches. This is what sexually broken looks like. You are welcome Ella...
Shit, now he is fondling me — I mustn't show that I am scared. I don’t dare say anything that will excite him — I have to play along. If I confront him, and it is my worst fear, I will have no place to go.
Extreme Rope Bondage and tight Latex! Bondage that knows no boundaries as both mistress and slave end up in restrictive predicaments. The tables are turned as the whipper becomes the whipped and all these ladies will find out how a server a case of rope burn can become!
O.T. is like a high level fashion designer of the BDSM world. Sierra Cirque is his model and she is going to display the newest line in bondage for him. Steel cable is going to have all the tops and bottoms talking. Lacking the soft warmth of rope, cable binds without comfort, holding tightly and digging into the skin whenever an unruly submissive gets it into her mind to try to struggle too much. It doesn't just make for beautiful adornment, either. Cables are as effective as canes when it comes to leaving marks on this beauty's body. A small loop stings like hell as it makes welts across her ass and thighs. They match the bruises from the canes and restraining cables perfectly, turning her body into a canvas that will display his art even when she has gone home.
Catherine DeSade is terrified of the look of things. It is a dark room with no windows and the man she sees before her is wearing a wicked grin. She wants today to be over. She just wishes this would all end before she cannot take anymore. The torments are not just painful, they make her feel cheap and used. His hands on her make her feel dirty and whenever he hurts her she wants to scream. It is like being between a rock and a hard place. He wants her to call out. She knows it and part of her wants to give him that, just praying that it will make him stop. But she knows that that is just a false hope. Nothing she can do will make him stop.