Decked out in latex there was only one place for Ludella which was on display. With her arms bound behind her neck and legs tied she certainly is quite a sight. I let her struggle for a while before topping her binds with a nice big ballgag and tethering her to a ceiling hook. We can't have her falling over! It's in this vulnerable position that I discover how deliciously ticklish she is. Ludella eventually tries to make an escape, but I like her just where she is. I'm sure you do as well!
Angel Allwood needs a place to get her rope bondage fix. There is no place better than here. Jack Hammer is an expert, an absolute master of hemp and jute. Everything does comes with a little bit of a price, though. Jack isn't content to just tie her up and leave her alone. He wants to hear her scream a bit, make her suffer a bit, and see her cum a bit.
Angel's hot, long blonde hair and body that is all ass and titties. They're the perfect size for tying them off. Cut off the blood flow and they'll turn into a pair of super sensitive targets. Even when the bondage is gone the pain remains. The whip tends to leave a strong memory to go along with the bright red marks. Memories that will probably fuel her masturbation fantasies on lonely nights.
Everyone has their weakness and for Stormy, well, she's extremely ticklish. Frogtied with one arm tied to her leg, I tied her other arm to a ceiling anchor. Drooling from her ballgag she gave me a quizzical look but set her sights on getting free. I let her pull helplessly at the ropes while she wondered what I had in store for her. When I sat down next to her she then realized her predicament. With her arm anchored up high not only was she stuck, but her whole left side was wide open for my devilish fingers. The more I ticked the more she drooled over her spectacular tits, I just couldn't stop myself!
You've probably seen Ashley on our sites before. You've seen her take orgasms. You've seen her take pain. But does that necessarily mean you have any idea who Ashley Lane really is?
She's quiet, that's for sure. I'm quite sure that she is quite unsure of herself. In a young and clueless sort of way.
But let's hear it from her own mouth. Who does she think she is? How would she describe herself? Is she too unfamiliar with herself to satisfactorily answer those questions?
Only through the rigors of bondage are we given the opportunity to see glimpses of the real Ashley. Ashley without anxiety. Ashley without tension. Ashley without fear of embarrassment.
Ashley begins her journey in an asymmetrical rope tie and leather hood, being lead to the bed. One darkened footstep by another. She stands there silently as a near stranger gropes her body - not really having an opinion on the matter either way.
Once shoved onto the bed, Ashley is further secured in an erotically exposed spread. Removal of her clothing reveals a tight rope harness that snugly crafts a very pretty pink rose bud pussy. It's difficult not to play with that pussy.
Let's stand this tall drink of water up on her feet and see what she can do. Her vision is blacked out, her legs spread, and her pussy clamped with electrics. After placing Ashley into a standing arched back position, she graciously waits for the whip. My whip really likes her pale skin.
Time to bend her over. I need more from her. I need to see that she can share a deeper side of herself with me. She's not making this easy, so it's time to grab a cane. Time to cane some real emotion right out of Ashley Lane.
Strip by strip, layer by layer the duct tape criss-crossed across her arms and wrists. Once JEM is gagged she struggles and grunts against the tape but held fast to the wall. I add even more tape to her dismay as she continues to tug and pull. Will she have the strength to pull free or will she run out of steam?
Determination is an attribute always worthy of admiration and Star has plenty of it. She takes her time at first, testing the chains and links for avenues of escape. I of course don't make things easy for her as I discover how tickling she really is. The chains hold fast as I start with her feet and completely unable to wiggle away. Ever more determined to avoid the next wave of tickling she continues her escape attempt. Unfortunately for Star, determination is usually no match for hard steel.