The air chair gets another work out. This time by the mysterious rubber sheathed Zo. Patrick was there just in case I needed back-up. I think that was more an excuse for him to be around and watch Zo get her brains fucked out.
I also like to take a common nail (not a fingernail -- a nail like you'd use a hammer with) and scratch it lightly across the surface of a slave's breast her areolae. Not enough to draw -- just enough to hurt. And then let's not forget biting.
Anything to enhance the sensations. And anything to make it weirder for her. I want her to remember that she is the slave... and I want her to remember who her Master is. I rule! She is, in comparison, a worthless piece of, and I want her to remember that.
I love pussy-whippings. I don't indulge in them very often, but when I do, it gets my juices boiling in my balls. I look at that juicy crimson slit and aim my whip in the direction I am looking.
Gimped, we all know what that means. It is when a person is turned into something less than. Gimps are hooded, bound, caged or boxed. It is also an overt manifestation of utter and total servitude. A gimp is ignored, usually isolate, until someone superior wants to use the gimp. Then they are led, still uNable to see, to wherever the use will happen. When the superior is finished with the gimp, they are put back, or simply left bound. They are a gimp, after all, and their “needs” or feelings or, really, anything about them is simply immaterial. It is not so much they are there to serve, as they exist only when someone has a use for them. Aside from that, they are essentially invisible. They are nothing when not being used. That is the state Cupcake SinClair finds herself in. She is a gimp in Hell! and today her use is actually punishment. Brutalmaster beats her with a cane, among other things. We can’t even remember the reason, it just is. Just as a Cupcake SinClair just is while being beaten, tortured, and humiliated until she becomes nothing again.
Her bondage doesn't start out too difficult. Just a frogtie with her elbows and wrists secured. When the neck rope is added, though, Paisleigh has to pull herself high on her knees to keep the pressure off. She tries to struggle, but knows it won't help. There isn't much that can phase Paisleigh. Tight bondage, gags, predicaments; she can take them all on. Vibrators, however, leave her weak in the knees. She's in a situation that leaves her with a simple choice: Succumb to endless orgasms, or keep her neck rope loose. If only she could reach the power switch.
For a bondage newbie, Kaylee is as tough as nails. Starting right off with a heavy hardness pump gag her arms are tied above her head, and her legs spread apart. With pantyhose on her feet and hardwood floors under her, traction is at a minimum. Once everything is pulled tight, poor Kaylee is left on her toes struggling for purchase. A few pumps of her gag really get her struggling. Despite her very uncomfortable position, the magicwand has no problem in sending her to orgasmland in no time. They seem to keep her mind off her situation, so I see no need to stop. The gag only allows some muffled moans, so it's hard to tell if she wants more or wants free. I'll just assume that more is always better.