Rose dressed in a custom stretch-satin House of Gord maid uniform attempts to perform her duties. Mistress Liliyana is not pleased when Rose makes quite a mess on the floor.
Another vignette by Trinity in the pure bondage theme. In her favourite pink catsuit, Trinity graces the stand designed by the master himself, the late great Bob Bishop.
Sierra Cirque is mummified on the Bob Bishop Stand by The House of Gord's Russell. An Electrified Anal Plug is installed in her tight little ass and She's vibrated into submission and orgasm.
As Tara soon finds out, zipties are unforgiving little devils. Coiled around her body like snakes, their constriction never wanes. Her latex ring gag is in place just in case the strap comes a little loose. Even when scissors are given to her, they only serve to torment her. Her predicament so tight that using them is near impossible. Given her proclivity for tight elbow bondage, it's quite possible that escape is the last thing on her mind.
This clip starts where Part 3 ended. Ophelia K's nipples are clamped and then the clamps are pulled tight and tied off to her knees. I have a roll of black tape handy, so I tape up her hands which make her struggles even more futile. I leave her to endure her bondage. No matter which way she tries to move something tightens... her shoulders are strained if she tries to lean forward and her nipples are pulled if she tries to relieve her shoulders. She is also doing her best to breathe wearing a latex hood, posture collar, and cock gag. I return at the end of the clip to release her.
Petra had to have a go on the Ommph Ommph device. How can a guy refuse a gal who has been away for so long and looking for some serious fucking machine action?
Seven is molded in expanding foam so she can take her place as the House of Gord's new garden gnome. Unfortunately (for her) it is a blazing hot day. She's wearing a black hood that will absorb the sun, and cast in hot foam that won't allow any heat dissipation from the lower body. The life of a garden gnome is not always fun. Then, after chipping Seven out of her solidified partial body tomb, we decided she would probably want some relaxation. One of our fucking machines was the perfect solution.