There’s this game she played with the neighbor girl. Fumbling with shoelaces and string, the young innocents would tie each other up and imagine all the evil things a kidnapper could do to them. Eighteen years later, to the delight of Insex members around the world, spacegirl finds herself playing a similar game. Of course, the rules have changed since then.
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As we sat at our computers around the world we saw a young woman being tortured. We saw her stripped naked. She was put into a frame and she was caned. Hard, brutal strokes, leaving vicious looking weals. She screamed repeatedly. She begged for the caning to stop. But the assault on her helpless body continued.
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Interlude is the edited footage of a live feed with Spacegirl and Moonshine, shot in three segments, July 12, 2003.
The first half of Interlude explores the imago and predicament of long term containment.
The second half follows Moonshine into the barn for intense bondage, torment, and pleasure.
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When spacegirl scheduled another modeling session, she had no idea what she was getting herself into: a prolonged endurance scene that tests her stamina and submissiveness. Handcuffed to a tree, she stands and waits, oblivious of what’s to come. Her nipples are tugged together so her supple breasts hug the trunk while she wallows in the treacherous wilderness.
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Spacegirl gets fed, exercised, stimulated, abused, and humiliated on her return trip to Insex.
Rolled out in a cage, she begs to piss; a vibrator quells her whining. She is then allowed pee onto a tray of crackers under her cage. Thin cord squeezes her nipples and stretches her tits. Wooden sticks clamp her throbbing pussy.
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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.
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You have to admit she looks better dressed in ropes, a hard ball gag forcing her jaw wide. Take a gander at that wholesome freckled face, that sweet country-girl look. And breath deep, get yourself a lung full of the salty scent rising from her open crotch. Take your time with her, because she’s not going anywhere now that you’ve got a noose at her neck and you’ve trussed her like a calf…
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Ophelia Found Perhaps this is the manner in which she saves herself. Because all that she senses outside of herself is nothingness. So she goes to him. His use of her makes her solid, heavy, like bodies are intended to be heavy, and how souls contain infinite mass. His brutal management of her breasts encourages her out of her unnatural sleep. Pain is a voice of the spirit rousing itself. Ropes grow luminous in a mind gone dim.
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Red haired peaches looking very sensuous with her skin tight blue jeans and red halter top sits bound. Her round natural tits hang out from her too tight top. Pd caresses her body like a hungry lover. She welcomes his hands enticing him to touch her more. He goes easy on her and begins by tickling her feet. She seems so playful and they laugh together, But the mood changes quickly when some breath play takes place.
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The night started with perhaps the worst audio torture I’ve ever had to endure, the chorus of Air Supply’s “All out of Love” repeated over and over again. At first it was just annoying, then it got monotonous, and then it was downright torture. I tried wiggling my arms, stomping my feet and made several attempts to dislodge the headphones from my ears….
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