After Sita finished getting dressed, we took her to a large space so she could walk around. The 16cm solid steel plug inside her made Sita very uncomfortable at first, but soon other emotions were mixed in! Never have you seen a girl torn between feelings like Sita. Locked in a tight rigid style chastity belt with a vaginal plug inside, Sita thinks she should be feeling angry, ashamed, or helpless.
Jack Hammer plays with her pussy while she stands as still as possible in her bondage. His hands run roughly over her breasts and legs, getting a good feel for the curves of her body.
Natasha Nice came over after hearing her friends had a blast getting tied up and fucked! The dirty little whore that she is couldn;t resist having her arms and legs bound and her mouth gagged as we put her little 18 year old pussy up against our fuck machine! We vacuum sucked her tits and ran an intense vibrating dildo across her entire body, including her dripping wet clit! We almost busted a huge nut on her face after hearing her moan and scream so much!!
After the awful man had finished using his cane on me, he left me dangling helplessly from my wrists for several minutes. Relieved as I was that the caning was over and that I was alone for the time being, I was absolutely desperate to get my hands free and see if they could be of any comfort at all to my poor bottom, which honestly felt as though lines of fire were burning across it. As I stood, miserably facing the wall, I hoped with all my heart that he’d had enough of hurting me now, and that the nightmarish quality of the last half hour would soon fade…..
Suddenly he was back, untying my hands and allowing me to collapse to the floor of the dungeon. Then, hideously (and I can’t believe this actually happened, it was more humiliating than I can bear to explain) he attached a lead to my collar and coldly made it clear that he expected me to crawl from now on, all across the dungeon and up the stairs. With the caning still fresh in my mind it seemed too risky to resist, so I reluctantly picked my way across the hard concrete floor to the flight of stairs. At this point I realized with mounting horror that as I crawled up the stairs with him behind me; if he chose he’d be able to enjoy a full view of the area between my legs and there was nothing at all that I could do to prevent it. My face was bright red with embarrassment by the time I reached the first floor.
Upstairs really was fairly pleasant; and when he gave me a bottle of aloe vera gel and left me alone to rub it on the stripes across my bottom, I wondered if perhaps the worst might be over. He’d demonstrated some kind of human feeling, after all, and I hoped that perhaps soon he’d give me my clothes back and the ghastly time in the dungeon (and the talk of ‘demerits’) would be forgotten. The awful burning started to fade and I sat carefully on the comfortable looking leather sofa in the corner. For a moment I wondered if perhaps that might be against the rules; but I never signed up for being treated like an animal! He’d just need to learn to respect me a little…..
Oh heavens, he was back, and from the look on his face, I’d got it wrong – I wasn’t allowed on the sofa…. It was probably the memory of the cane, or possibly something to do with that horrible black strap he seemed to always keep clipped to his belt – but I found myself actually frightened when he pointed out that I’d got oily marks all over the black leather….
When he merely ordered me to clean it off, it was almost a relief; until I realized that he wasn’t planning to unbind my hands. Humiliation almost got the better of me again when, a couple of minutes later, I found myself holding a damp cloth in my mouth, scrubbing the sofa without the use of my hands…. Naturally he seemed delighted to loom over me throughout; I was beginning to hate him!
Then he led me into a rather lovely dressing room and commanded me to redo my makeup. This really did infuriate me. I’d looked perfectly alright till he’d made me strip, crawl, clean furniture with my mouth; until he’d whipped me and made me cry! And when it emerged that even for this, my hands weren’t to be released – I could have cried again. Or kicked him somewhere sensitive – I wasn’t sure which would be best.
But I’d started to suspect that he was a type of person I needed to be wary of, at least until I’d learned more. Honestly, for now, pleasing him seemed to be my safest option in a vile situation. But as I finished my makeup and gazed at my own scared face in the dressing room mirror, I very much doubted that I’d really be able to please a man like this. And I wondered, with more trepidation than I’d ever felt before – what would the next 24 hours bring?
There is nothing quite like a sybian. It is the world’s most powerful vibrator and rumbles like a jet plane. The magic it does to pussies is undeniable. Today we are going to create some magic with Chanel Preston, her big tits, bondage and two hard cocks. Let’s do this! Chanel is bound down on the sybian with leather belts and metal shackles. Her tattooed pussy is firmly pressed down on the giant vibrator and then we flip the switch. Once the orgasms wash over her and Chanel opens her mouth to gasp, we add in the dick in a tag team takedown of her mouth hole. This is not meant to be easy. And it is not. Chanel is not given a chance to get on top of it. We are aiming for a cock, bondage and orgasm overload and that is exactly what we deliver. We are relentless and without mercy as we deconstruct her with dick. Her eyes go glassy, her face goes slack and she cums over and over again. It is a beautiful sight to behold. In short order our busty porn star is reduced to a more honest version of herself. Orgasm overloads with bondage will often do that. That honesty is why we do what we do. Today? Today was a good day.
Whatever happened to Dominique!? Well there is some bad news and possibly some good news. Dominique did Not renew her contract in September, even though her mom Francis (and most members) wanted her to. She fell in love and wanted to meet this guy without her belt. Francis eventually agreed, if this was the love of Dominique’s life then a chastity belt would no longer be necessary. But now Dominique is single again, no boyfriend...
Fun and cute sorority pledges, Ivy Winters and Lea Lexis, find themselves in a hazing predicament when their sorority superiors inform them of a mandatory meeting. "Show up at this address at 2 pm and all will be revealed." Once the girls arrive, they find out their soon to be "" set them up for possibly more than they can handle. The confused girls are aggressively dominated by Mistress Gia, told to strip with no explanation. She shocks them with a pair of zappers, and then handcuffs them to each other. This submissive state gives Gia the opportunity to see just how bad these girls desire to be in the sorority. She tightly clamps their nipples, then wires them up so an intense amount of electricity can surge through the girls' sensitive nipples, inside their tight pussies and throughout the rest of their bodies. Through electric motivation and intense orgasms, Mistress Gia realizes that these girls will do anything to become the next generation of the college sorority elite.
Casey ignores her cleaning chores and goes to the pool in a skimpy bikini. Hoping to clean up and work on the house before her Daddy comes home. She is caught getting out of the shower with wet hair in a tiny thong. Pulled into the messy living room and straight across his lap for a spanking, protesting the whole time. Her bubbly little bottom jiggles under the onslaught of stinging swats. Wailing in distress, the swats get harder under her protest. Flashing red flesh under his big hands, Casey wishes she had done her chores like a good girl, her pretty face scrunched up in pain as her bottom is spanked long and hard.