BrutalMaster – Emily Addams – Cunt Busted Bitch (02.27.24)


New Meat in HELL!

Destroyed, that is the only way to describe this cunt’s painhole, destroyed.

Meet Emily Addams, New Meat in HELL!, and she is a true masochistic piece of shit coming to HELL! from Germany. She is here for the sole purpose of amusing you, entertaining you, with her abject suffering and degradation.

She arrived in HELL! and very soon was licking ass, tongue-cleaning dirty boots, and begging to be beaten, and in this case, have her cunt busted by BrutalMaster.

Several members have asked for a true cunt-busting spike and this is it, the whore’s worthless pain-hole is kicked and kicked and kicked until it is raw and bleeding.

This is just the beginning of her 24 hour Ordeal of Agony, there is so much more coming. When the bitch left, she has to wear sunglasses and cover herself head to toe because she was so destroyed.
LIke we said, the only word to truly describe this movie, and this bitch, is destroyed.

Emily Addams, Cunt Busted Bitch, Welcome to HELL!

2.91 GB | 1920 x 1080 | mp4 | 00:21:39

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[AXDVD-0187R] 被虐熟女調教四時間 志摩紫光選集 / Masochism Mature Torture Four Hours Shima SHIKOH Anthology


BDSM, SM, Cruel Expression, Restraints, Training, Shibari, Nasty, Hardcore, Humiliation, Enema, Abuse, Outdoor, Best, Omnibus, Married Woman

3.31 GB | 640 x 480 | mp4 | 03:58:05

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InfernalRestraints – 112 – Livefeed (INSEX – Remastered) (03.24.23)


John never did get it. The sexual stuff, I mean. Like how I wanted him to tie me up. How I wanted to be helpless. I wanted him to use me, use my “holes”, all of them, for his gratification. Put anything you want inside of me, I said to him. Treat me dirty.

When we first got married, he tried a few things with me. But then he got disgusted, saying I was crazy. A pervert.

John has no idea what I’m doing this weekend. He’s gone for three days on a business trip. I’m on the train to New York.

I have my instructions.

A friend made the arrangements for me. She’d been a collared slave several years ago, so she had some contacts, some people she trusted.

I feel sick. My hands are shaking. I hit the bathroom for the third time since I left home. But I keep imagining my hands bound, my legs bound also, spread wide. I fantasize, hearing a voice in my mind telling me that I’m nothing but a toy, something kept for sexual amusement. I’m a prisoner. I’m to be kept as long as I satisfy. And he kneads my breasts, twisting my nipples. He plunges inside of me.

When I detrain at Penn Station, my legs are weak. I lean against a column in the main terminal.

After my friend made the initial contact, a questionnaire arrived in my e-mail. Imagine that! It asked all sorts of things. Things I’d never imagined in all my wildest dreams.

I’m a novice, I wrote in the ‘additional comments’ part of the questionnaire. I have no real experience. I’m a complete idiot.

I wander through Penn Station, following the exit signs. What the hell am I doing? I must be as sick as John said, because I’m putting myself in the hands of a total stranger. My instructions were clear about the fact that I would give over control of everything. All of me. Someone else would decide when I ate, slept, how much I could move, see, speak. And how, when, and where I would be allowed to go to the bathroom.

I feel myself drip between my legs.

Not only am I an idiot, I’m definitely a pervert.

All the way on the train, I got more and more wet in expectation. I felt my clit and labia swell, drooling. And I worried, because my instructions were clear about what I was to wear. A tight, thin top that shows my breasts and nipples, a short skirt, and sandals. No underwear. I worried that my skirt would be wet clear through in the back. And I smelled myself the whole time, pulling at my skirt, trying to make it cover better.

Out on the street I hail a cab. He drops me at the café specified in my instructions. I go inside and wait, checking my watch every few minutes. Some of the men stare at me. I think they must know what I’m doing. I think that everybody knows. It’s written all over me in big, red lettering. PERVERT. But the men smile at me hopefully when I meet their eyes. I see they’re watching my nipples, hard, stimulated by the tight top that I’m wearing. My thoughts are filled with the images of being whipped, slapped, spanked, hung upside down. I want my nipples pulled, pinched, pierced. I want to be penetrated, filled, fucked. I want him to take everything.

My cell phone rings. I jump, then grope in my purse.

“A car is waiting outside on the street. A black Camry with dark windows. Enter through the rear car door.”

He hangs up. Was that his voice, the one who’s going to finally do what I’ve always wanted? I tremble. I think I might get sick again, but it passes. And now I feel odd. I feel electric. I’m burning. My skirt is drenched. It’s sticking to the back of my thighs. My lips are numb, but my nipples hurt. They’re so clenched, so painfully wanting whatever he’s decides to do with me.

I’m on the street, looking. I don’t know a Camry from a Corvette. A car is double parked on 8th Avenue right in front of me. I can’t see into the car. I wait for a moment, but the car doesn’t move. So I walk forward and open the rear door. A woman is driving. Her face is turned away from me.

“Excuse me. . .”

“You were not instructed to speak,” she says.

I bite my lip. My knees go weak. I take the final step. No going back now. I sit in the car and shut the door. She drives.

“In the bag on the seat, you’ll find a gag, a hood, and handcuffs.” She’s wearing sunglasses. All I can see is the back of her head and the dark glasses in the rear view mirror. “You will put the gag in first. If it is not tight enough when he checks you over, you will be punished. After you have the gag in, the hood goes on. Then you will handcuff yourself with your hands behind your back.”

I feel a drip of sweat run between my breasts. I swallow.

“Am I not making myself clear?”

“No. . .I mean, yes.” My voice is too loud. I try to calm myself.

“Put in the gag now,” she says.

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RealTimeBondage – Spacegirl – Electric Love (INSEX – Remastered) (17.09.22)


The plank of wood is snugly tied to my outstretched arms, I feel its weight on my shoulders and walk gingerly in the high spike heels. He pushes me to the floor, the pressure on my knees and shins is unbearable. At first I remain very still, holding out as long as I can, and then: he begins to command me to move, insulting me, even kicking me as I am tied helpless. As I feel the blush rise to my cheeks, I can feel the delicious heat run through my body as well. I am objectified now, I am a doll, a toy. And the games that will be played will be played in order to break me.

My experiences of pain have always been merely accidental, unsummoned, unrelated to my own will. As I realized that I was to be tied up and whipped I felt an immediate surge of adrenalin: not only fear, but a kind of curiosity. I wondered: would I be able to withstand it? Would my mind find a way to master my body, suppressing the inevitable panic? When the pain began, I was swept off with it, like a sudden wind or a wave, and all thought was banished from my mind- there was only the fierce and insistent pain. Then there was a voice in my ear, he was giving me a clue- what I had to learn in order to endure this- he told me to stop resisting it. By this point I was already half-tranced, my mind trying to creep back into an almost-sleep world; I tried not to recognize the breasts that were covered in vicious red welts, a few of them lightly breaking the skin. The thighs being whipped, the pussy exposed and red from the clamps, the whip, the cane…but this was my body. I learned not to resist the pain, but to suffer: and this suffering was beautiful because it brought me to a foreign place, an Other place. This was a place I had never visited in my normal painless existence. It was not that the whip ceased to hurt me, it was that the immediate pain was transformed into something permanent: with this pain I was alive, electric.

I had not thought, before my show, that I would enjoy the pain. In this I was correct. But now, months later, I find that it was that very element that I had not considered before that has remained with me. While I have used bondage and submission to create a world of pleasure, of potentials, of anticipations and denials; I had not realized that there were other places still unexplored, other places I had not been. When I watch the scene of the whipping, I can catch a glimpse of this place through my tear-stained face. I can hear it in my hard short breaths, through my wide open mouth. It is there, in my eyes- gazing out but not focused, seeing a world that only I can see.

2.05 GB | 3840 x 2160 | mp4 | 00:58:14

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RealTimeBondage – Spacegirl – Evil Box 2 (INSEX – Remastered) (03.09.22)


The memories stagger in upon me chaotically, as in a dream. Insects stinging, drawing blood. My hands, my breasts, trapped in unyielding metal. My movements secured with hooks buried deep inside my body: I am filled, I am owned. I walk like a marionette, with every step the hooks pull with cruelty inside my ass and my pussy. When I am released it is only to be stretched over a log and staked out in the grass; again I am left vulnerable, unable to protect myself from insects, biting my open body. My head secured in place with stakes and a gag. Shrieking as a worm is dangled over my face, crawling into my nose, squirming its slippery flesh over my tongue and my lips. And yet one memory towers above the rest of my torment; he called it the mala mansio.

In the box, this mind is a shell.
Where is my torrent of dream? Here is the silence that follows the thunder and blood?
I breathe in this space, four corners no light- four corners that bind me
and
I am strapped into this place.
I am held here like a moon in helpless orbit.

My voice echoes so strangely from these aggressive corners.
Every moment my panic threatens to overtake and drown me.
He has kicked the door shut: the echo surges through my naked body.
Some booming metal doom.
And now- the moving pictures? The glory I was drenched in?
My eyes are open but there is only darkness.

The warped dreams begin: weird worlds for reflections to inhabit.
They stomp over my fear; leave me restless, electric.
This girl in the box- slippery and throbbing: can it be?
I envy the moment of my recognition, some towering bliss.
Rusty walls tremble upon me. My fingers reek animal fear.
Hell is so small.

I lean over the precipice of some dangerous understanding. The red drums And roarings seem so far away; is someone there? A voice rings hysterical- A scream: my own?

This haze somehow soothing- the metallic womb. I float free from the Ropes and tangles, free from the traps of reason. Free of any will: but this I have chosen.

1.60 GB | 1920 x 1080 | mp4 | 00:45:26

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BrutalMaster – Dirty Chai – Filthy Penance (02.21.24)


Such A Dirty Cunt

Dirty Chai may be the, well, dirtiest cunt to ever be degraded in HELL! In this session, the whore is bound to the Penance Bench for a beating. She wears a cruel gag and her filthy asshole is plugged as well.

Then the beating begins with a braided whip which looks almost harmless until you see the cruel marks it leaves. During all this, the cunt is whimpering and moaning and reminding us that she completely understands why she is in HELL!

While still bound, the plug comes out of her ass and yet another humiliation is in store for her.

This is a true piece of meat who understands that HELL! is the place for her.

Dirty Chai’s Filthy Penance, just for you.

2.00 GB | 1920 x 1080 | mp4 | 00:14:57

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BrutalMaster – Chienne – And Then He Pissed On Her (02.14.24)


Happy Valentine’s Day, Cunt

So much has happened to Chienne since coming to HELL! but this may be the most painful and degrading of all. The cunt, and she is a cunt, is chained to the one-plank rack. It is rough and punishing all by itself, but that is just the beginning.

Once secured, the whore is beaten, whipped, and tortured. You can see the look of resignation and anguish on its face-cunt, but the indignities have only begun for this piece of shit.

Chienne knows the one place she belongs is suffering in HELL! She has had a plug in her filthy ass-cunt for a long time so, of course, it is time to clean it off and what better place than a whore’s mouth.

Once off the rack, the bitch crawls to the drain in HELL!’s Dungeon where BrutalMaster urinates on her to remind her that she is nothing, as if she needed reminding.

Enjoy the absolute degradation of this cunt, Chienne, And Then He Pissed On Her.

2.78 GB | 1920 x 1080 | mp4 | 00:20:42

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[SRD-084] 志摩紫光調教シリーズ 女校生電流責め / Torture Blame Current Series Light Purple School Girl Shima


SM, BDSM, Cruel Expression, Training, Restraints, Shibari, Hardcore, Humiliation, School Girls, Enema, Abuse

324 MB | 720 x 480 | mp4 | 00:56:24

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BrutalMaster – Dog – Worked Over (02.08.24)


Two sadists, no waiting… for agony!

With our friend Bosh on the whip, Dog is worked over in the most brutal fashion. Bullwhipped as she dances around in agony. This cunt understands that it is not so much she deserves to suffer, as it is merely a fact that she suffers. And she suffers for your amusement. Her agony is just a bit of entertainment for you to enjoy, regardless of how much pain she may be in. That is the nature of a masochistic object.

The pain, the agony, is relentless as the whip lands on her over and over again.

The pain of torture is only enhanced by the humiliation of being nothing but a torture toy for the amusement of everyone watching. And, of course, there are two sadists working over this bitch, a sort of double feature of torment.

This is HELL!, that is why Dog is simply Worked Over like the piece of shit she is.

2.34 GB | 1920 x 1080 | mp4 | 00:17:28

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InfernalRestraints – Brina – Benched (INSEX – Remastered) (11.29.23)


Locked in a cage, her face is cock high. Whimpering, she reaches out of the cage and into his pants.

He straps her flat to a board and torments her feet. Desperate, she begs to suck his cock. It goes on this way back and forth – torment, cock-sucking, torment, cock-sucking. . . .

She’s fucked, vibrated, and choked. Brina comes and comes and comes.

Viciously caned with his cock deep in her throat, her screams ripple through his prick. . .

1.63 GB | 3840 x 2160 | mp4 | 00:47:58

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