Debbie finds herself once again in Jonny’s power, this time as a human fuck doll, a couple of smacks to her ass and a the hard cock of her master will fuck her pussy and mouth!
This session was rough. I couldn't believe it could be. The last time my Master had me in his grip, I left tired and weak, weary from all the orgasms he made me have. I've never screamed so much. This time I couldn't scream at all. If his dick was in my mouth, it was deep down my throat. If he was pounding my pussy in, he would pop the ball gag in my mouth or stretch my mouth open with his hands. That was my favorite part. All I could really do is endure it all and enjoy. My arms were tied behind my back, my legs trembling from being kept in his lair all night, waiting for him to use me. He kept plunging his dick into me, spit oozing from my mouth, cream dripping from my pussy. I love it when he does this to me. Why? This isn't normal. Is it?
It's so hard being a secretary for Johnny. I really do try my best. But, today, when I showed up wearing a shiny white blouse, navy blue pin striped skirt, stockings and high heels, I quickly realized I should have had one more cup of coffee. I barely fire up my computer before Johnny takes me to the garage and ties me into a snug chair tie with rope. Then, he puts a lot of duct tape over my mouth. He leaves me there to struggle with my panties and garters showing. I guess his work is more important than mine. Oh yeah, that's right, my job is to look cute and quiet while tied up and gagged. How could I forget? I get tied up at work enough. Well, at least I got that part right. I think my job is secure.
No one warned me of something like this. I've experimented sexually with a few boyfriends before, but I was always in control. I definitely had use of my hands and feet. I'm sure none of my guys would tie me to a crate, my left leg tied all the way back, nipple pumps aching my tits. I couldn't stop shivering. I wondered what he would do to me. I finally found out. He grabbed my head, turned it and filled my mouth with his cock. I couldn't push him away when he stayed in my throat for too long. I've never had so much spit ooze out of my mouth, hoping for a clear breath of air. The only time I did was he got my between my legs. My leg tied back gave him enough room and access for whatever he wanted. All I could do was watch. He kept moving back and forth, taking turns obliterating my throat and pussy. I was so turned on. I wanted him to use me more. But he surprised me with something special: a vibrator. He placed it on my clit. It was too much to handle. I couldn't control myself. He had to hold me down and gag me. I still continued jerking around and yelling as each orgasm built up for the next. He left me cum dizzy and shaking for hours.
So, it has been about six months since I have really been able to go to the office. I have been doing all my work from home. And, let's just say maybe I have gotten a little bit sloppier. My satin blouse is not tucked in. My hair is maybe not quite as springy as before. At any rate, Johnny has noticed the change in my performance. He surmises that I just don't seem to care as much about my appearance after months at home. Of course, Johnny is all action and not much talk, so he decides to do something about it. He catches me one day wearing a loose white satin blouse (not tucked in, naturally), blue skirt, stockings, garter belt, white satin panties and silver high heels. He decides to put me in my place, literally, at that very moment. He uses rope to tie me down to the chair and then a blue scarf to gag me effectively. And, what happens after that is amazing! I suddenly become the model secretary! As if you had any doubts I could pull it off.
Our hot and young Rose Red Tyrell, obedient BDSM sex slave, is still in the dungeon here at Sexual Disgrace. We definitely want to see if she can endure more rough anal sex. This time around, the sybian fucking machine is drilled on the floor and she's kept on with cuffs around her wrists and ankles down by her sides. Our Rose finally meets her Master again with a flip of a switch and the constant vibration of the sybian. Red struggles immediately to contain herself from all the orgasms it's causing. Her Master pushes her hips down, her pressed clit pulsed with intense vibrations, making her ride it. He chokes her a bit. That usually makes his sluts cum harder. She's doing well so far in her slave training. Maybe the anal hook deep up her asshole is helping her continue. Or her Master's cock deep down her throat. She's pulled off the machine and thrown onto a mattress. He fucks her pussy first, pounding her in rough and hard. Her Master wants to shove his long dick down her other pink. He pulls the hook out, lubes his cock and penetrates her, pushing his entire dick in a fun position. Rose is loving it all, begging for his cum. She's earned a load. He drops his spunk all over lips and in her mouth. She's such a pig, licking every drop on her face down her throat.
Device Bondage presents it’s first Fantasy Feature starring newcomer Sheena Rose. Sheena is a new model, and upon looking for work, she stumbles across a fetish site that is need of fresh meat. She applies, and instantly gets a call back. One of their directors had a cancellation, and needs a model to fill in for the day. She jumps at the opportunity to work, and rushes out the door to the studio. She arrives and is prepped for the shoot, but as her day goes on, she starts to become anxious about shooting. She keeps getting odd looks about her choice to shoot such a hardcore site without even looking at the site, but decides to trust in the fact that they are a reputable company, and she should be safe. The time comes to meet the crew and she shows some enthusiasm, only to find out that she still hasn’t met the director that she is working for, and heard about. Again she finds herself becoming nervous, but pushes on because she wants to have this experience. She agrees to go ahead with the shoot, and her day officially begins. She signed up for the experience, but what happens next may not be quite what she thought she was going to happen.