Lola Mai is the kind of nubile submissive fresh meat the The Pope craves. Lola surrenders completely to the sadistic appetites of her dominant master. The Pope wastes no time and begins the day by stretching his fuck-toy out in a rigorous standing position with her back arched over a wooden barrel and her arms restrained above her head with inescapable rope bondage. Lola is relentlessly tormented with every impact toy in the dungeon. First with a heavy leather flogger, then with a weighted baton, followed by a biting single tail whip, and concluding with The Pope’s massive man fists. We can hear her entire rib cage thump and shake as her master punches her over and over. Lola begs for more attention and more pain. The Pope is only too eager to oblige and every time he checks his toys tight little pussy he finds it to be dripping wet with delight. Lola is a pure pain slut. Next, we see Lola brutally tied and bent over with her perfect round ass on display. The Pope ruthlessly objectifies her booty and punishes it with severe corporal and impact play. He uses every implement at his disposal; hands, fists, cane, paddle, and baton, to elicit painful delight from his captive sex toy. Lola‘s ass radiates the perfect pink hue of a toy that has been used properly. To end the day, this eager slut has earned her reward. The Pope perches her on knees with her arms and legs securely restrained and immobilized. He applies several layers of rope around Lola’s fragile neck and slowly draws it upward with a block and tackle. His pet can breathe but only enough to rasp and beg for more torment and the ecstasy that arises from the of painful attention and salivating validation. The Pope blindfolds his toy and then repeatedly shocks every part of her body with the powerful zaps of a giant cattle prod. Lola gasps, moans, and quivers from delight every time she is punished with the electricity play. Eventually, The Pope is satisfied by the carnal sacrifices of his plaything and jams a vibrator onto Lola’s swollen and throbbing clit. She begs to cum but The Pope denies her until she is lost deep in sub space and pleads for sexual release. And, just when she is on the edge of ecstasy, The Pope allows her to cum and leaves her panting and sweating in a heap of delight.
The minute I started tying Crysta, I could tell it was going to be a good shoot. Bondage zones her out very quickly and throughout the shoot she would make noises of appreciation.
Scene 1Star is encased in pantyhose. Her ankle is folded to her thigh and pantyhose tightly bind the leg to itself in a nylon cocoon. A tight hug that makes most people feel comforted - is entirely violating to our blonde beauty. Leather is added as an extra measure of security. Her hands, wrists, and neck are too wrapped in tight leather and secured to the bar at her shoulders. Her face gets the same treatment. Fortunately for Star, her tongue is pierced. A jennings gag is added and Claire ties her toungue to her nipple clamps... bitch won't have an opinion now or ever in that predicament. Out comes the cane and the cattle prod. Worked over in her little safe harbor of nylon, this bitch breaks early on... the perfect state to be in for her next predicament.Scene 2Star is placed in metal bilbos and shackles with her feet and genitals exposed. Her head is encased in a breathing restricted latex hood. There is only a small hole that permits her to get air and push the used air out. If she gets over excited, the latex suctions to her face and she has a harder time getting the air she needs... perfect for torment. Claire grounds herself with the violet wand and goes after Star, with special attention to the feet and utilizing the wartenburg wheel for added discomfort. Since Star can't see anything as well as challenging breathing patterns, Claire clamps Star's cunt with the strongest clamps in the DB arsenal and uses them to suspend and hold in the large dick inserted into Star's cunt. Star is then given the ultimate in breathing challenges - orgasm games. As she gets more turned on and to the brink of orgasms, she starts herself! !Scene 3We turn the intensity up in the last scene with Star bound standing in the clear strap set. The vibrator/mic stand is brought out. Star thinks this is a pleasure item, but she could not be more wrong. Claire takes the mean black clips and covers Star's labia with them. She laces them together and wraps all the clamps the vibrator like a purse string. Any movement is painful for Star, even when she cums. Add caning, nipple clamps, and an intense pussy flogging and we have this bitch in a writing hot mess, not knowing which is better - cumming or not cumming!
Sinnamon Love has a curse. She cums too fast. The bondage adds to the effect; she tries desperately not to cum, as she knows once she does, her body cannot take the added stimulation. After I get the first orgasm out of her, the vibrator and dildos become torment devices. In the end she can’t continue the shoot unless I promise not to use the vibrator, so I fuck her with a huge dildo for the last hard orgasm. Tormenting a girl with sex is the best torment!
Odile has been begging for attention from Mz for months. Cunt should be more careful of what she wishes for. Displayed spread eagle in unforgiving restraints she is unable to appreciate her accessibility due to the punishing metal globe encasing her head. Failure seems to be the only option available to cunt as she struggles to deal with the cane, cattle prod and cruel nipple stretching clamps. Her only comfort is the echo of her own screams inside her metal prison. Unable to please Mz she is with tease, denial and harsh verbal humiliation and scolding. So disappointing...Clearly this bitch needs to be schooled. The punishment begins with the position in our second scene. Locked in a kneeling strappado, cunt endures a wooden breast vice, neck and wrist stocks and metal shackles. Feet, ass and cunt are exposed and worked over with precision by Mz, overwhelming cunt. A painful paddling and tight labial clamps push our pretty piece of meat to the edge and painful orgasm denial keeps her right on it.Finally cunt is bound in a face up modified frog position, held in place with tight leather. A head harness finally allows her to see the torments in store. Wax and nipple clamps get this pain party started. Her ripe pussy exposed for smacking and excruciating flicks before being stuffed full of a hard, steady fist. Cunt is and exhausted after the onslaught of orgasms that ensue. Guess she's only good for one thing- being a whore.
Within a week of posting my ad online and a few emails later Autumn was at my door, eager to help. Feigning any prior experience with rope I awkwardly invited her to so I could practice. After 20 minutes Autumn was more than secure in her ropes and it was more than obvious that I needed no practice. Before Autumn could say anything a gag is pushed into her mouth and left to find a way out. Counting the minutes until our hour session is up she does her best to free herself to no avail. Even if she could reach a knot, they are cinched so tight she couldn't undo them. As the hour nears I drop several hundred dollars on the floor sending her into panic. I'll be needing her for a bit longer than an hour.
Ya gotta wonder about the silly girls that come to play here at Waterbondage sometimes. Angeline asked specifically to play with the ever devious and wonderfully sadistic Sir C. Many times during the shoot, I’m sure Angeline was think about the old saying “,Be careful what you ask for!” By the end of the shoot of course we were all glad she did ask. Thanks for your beautiful suffering Angeline and thanks to Sir C for wonderfully sadistic fun.
It makes no sense to have a hot piece of ass like Nikki Darling around and not use her until she is ready to fall apart. She has 3 holes that could use a work out, and her body is one of the sexiest we have ever seen. We aren't in the habit of letting stunning pieces of ass get away without a few marks to remember us by.
The wooden apparatus that Jack Hammer uses to lock Nikki down into her bondage is pretty impressive. It has her ass up in the air so that he can whip the hell out of her. She's screaming her lungs out into that ball gag but there is no place to go. She has a look of relief in her eyes when he stops until she realizes that he just went to go get a massive ass hook for her.
What she can't see is the table full of canes he has waiting to take a crack at her ass. It's extensive and varied enough that she'll be able to tell each one of them apart when he starts going across her ass with them.