We get to meet a lot of beautiful girls, but Olive Glass is something else. Between her gorgeous slim body, pert tits, and expressive face, Matt Williams and Syren De Mer can't wait to get their hands all over her for Sexually Broken. Matt makes full use of her perfect mouth, shoving his cock into her as she drools and gags. Then it's Syren's turn as Olive struggles to take her strap on dildo deep in her throat. The pair take turns tormenting poor Olive, who loves every minute of it. Finally they give her what she's been craving, and Olive get fucked hard from both sides as she giggles with pleasure. She's a true slut and the noises she makes leave no doubt how much this girl loves cock! Olive is chained up, bent over, on her back; she takes it in every position and like a greedy little slut, she just can't get enough. When she's not gagging on cock, she's grinning from ear to ear. It's truly a joy to watch.
Water torture is one of the most insidious ways of breaking someone there is. It relies on the slow, steady drumming of small drops of water, something no one would be afraid of naturally. But after a few minutes it hurts like hell.
My arms were pulled so high, I really couldn’t speak or make a sound. All I could do was cry and take the pain. The big ball, the tight crotch rope and pulled back hair, the clover clamps and the cold water added to the pain but the arms were the primary reason. After leaving me in that position for a little bit, Martin takes my arms down, ties my elbows together, then attaches my ponytail to my elbows. Now I’m left to manage that.
I never should have agreed to go to the music festival. I never should have trusted my so called friends. Abandoned with no phone, no money, and no idea where I was I was at the mercy of strangers. That was the only reason I agreed to go home with OT. He seemed nice enough and he offered me water and a place to hang out.
He told me he was a photographer. He said he just wanted to take a couple pictures of my ass. It is my best feature. I thought for a moment that it might be cool, but something about the way he touched me without asking. Something about how he moaned.
Apparently he didn't like that I wanted to leave. He didn't want me to go. He wanted to keep me. Now I have no choice. My body is his. He uses me how he wants. He's cruel to me. He likes to hurt me. I like it too. I'll never leave him.
Brutal torture of slaves, piercing, wax, cigarette burns genitals, extinguishing the candles, mistreatment of a slave, torture with electricity, whipping with nettles, the girls are suffering hellish torment.
The adjustable metal collar is a good contender. It locks into an iron framework that allows us to raise or lower her ass, giving us unfettered access to her ass and pussy.
What’s there not to love about tonight’s live show!? Naked in heels, in my favorite position, soaking wet and all over the dirty, wet ground! Ball gagged, elbows crushed, pussy roped and rolling around while Martin makes sure I stay completely drenched!
Martin used leather straps around to crush my elbows, bind my legs and ankles together, then one more for my throat and around my waist. He used a very punishing leather head harness with a plug for my mouth so he could gain access to one of my slutty holes. Clover clamps were clamped on my nipples and the head harness was tied to the ceiling so I was f0rced in a stationary standing position. Very strict and very punishing for such a simplistic position.