In this bondage and predicament short, our little creature is hooded, bound, and nicely on display in the upstairs attic bedroom! As the stream begins we find Greyhound hooded and bound on the bed upstairs with her legs spread wide with her clamped pussy and plugged ass nicely on display, bound and helpless she has her pussy and ass teased with the crop then is left to languish in her bondage!
316 MB | 1280 x 720 | mp4 | 00:20:03
In this bondage and predicament short, your favorite creature goes for a ride in the anal chair! Nicely hooded with her wrists mitted and secured to the arms of the chair and her ankles strapped and secured to the legs of the chair leaves Greyhound nicely displayed and ready for a little anal invasion from the fucking machine mounted just below the anal chair. Sit back and enjoy the show as the fucking machine springs to life and fucks are little slaves ass and quickly turns her into a dripping and drooly mess!
299 MB | 1280 x 720 | mp4 | 00:18:52
In this predicament stream, our little Greyhound gets locked away in her standing cage for a little bondage and pussy torment! Hooded and bit gagged with a heavy steel collar locked around her neck chained to the top of her cage with her hands locked behind her back leaves Greyhound completely helpless when she has a suction tube attached to her clit. Watch as the suction tube gets inflated and deflated several times which torments our little creature and makes her pussy drip!
320 MB | 1280 x 720 | mp4 | 00:20:14
SM, BDSM, Cruel Expression, Torture, Restraints, Shibari, Humiliation, Amateur, Submissive Woman
本映像はSMマニア・黒井守氏の元を訪れたマゾ女性たちの責め●教の記録です。
【黒井氏より】有馬早智子(仮名)は、ピアノ教師でお仕置き/スパンキング願望の持ち主でした。そんな彼女はS男性と出会い、主従関係を結だのですが、紆余曲折があり破局。彼女に残されたのは被●の悦びを知ってしまい、苦痛を切望してしまう心と体だけでした。止むにやまれぬ願望を抱えた彼女は縁あって私を知り、●教志願をしてきました。大量の金属クリップ、洗濯ばさみの叩き落としや仏壇ロウソク責め、電気責めなどを行いました。クリップに挟まれたヴァギナから愛液が垂らす有様はまさに真性マゾという感じでした。
This video is a record of the torture of masochist women who visited SM enthusiast Mamoru Kuroi.
[From Mr. Kuroi] Sachiko Arima (pseudonym) was a piano teacher who had a desire for punishment/spanking. She met a sadistic man and formed a master-servant relationship, but due to her twists and turns, they broke up. All she had left was her mind and her body, which knew the pleasure of being her subject and longed for her pain. With her unavoidable desire, she got to know me and volunteered to be her teacher. She used a large amount of metal clips, knocked off clothespins, attacked her with a Buddhist altar candle, and assaulted her with electricity. The way the love juice dripped from the vagina between the clips was like a true masochist.
4.61 GB | 1920 x 1080 | mp4 | 02:38:55
The night before the shoot, right before I went to bed, I started getting a little nervous. It was 5:00 in the a.m., and I was a bit tired. “Cherry,” I told myself, “you just need some sleep to restore your mind to its natural state.” I took my own advice, and upon awakening, felt much better; I was actually excited for the show.
You see, I’m usually the dominant one; I am a professional domina. I did have one lover three years ago whom I switched with, but that was about the extent of my excursions into submission. And he was nowhere near as severe or experienced as pd. So the prospect of being on the receiving end of the pain to such a qualified top made me shiver with anticipation.
10:00 pm came rather quickly. Standing there in front of the cameras, knowing that you were all watching, anticipating the show as much as I was made me extremely excited. I am an exhibitionist by nature, so the thought of so many eyes on me was very pleasing.
As I was made to stand on one leg, arms tied behind my back, I felt my body begin to weaken. My mind soon followed suit. I began to tremble. I wondered if my leg would buckle under the strain? It was such a relief when I was allowed to switch to the other leg. (Thanks!)
When I saw the ball gag coming, I was not a happy camper; I don’t exactly like my jaw feels when wearing one. But that was nothing – the real challenge came with the addition of the 10 LB weight. I had to suffer through it or rip out my nipple rings. And then came the first of many tears. I started to feel very surrendered. I was heading into the sub zone. Holding the weight with my mouth was the worst part for me since it was constant strain, not staggered like the forthcoming electric play or caning.
Electricity is something that I had never experienced, but have often masturbated to. I shared this secret with Pd immediately wondering if I had made a mistake. Thanks to Ghost’s lovely suggestion, I got to straddle a copper pole, trying like hell not to touch it. As it grazed my inner thighs I thought, “This isn’t so bad.” But when it hit my inner labia I shrieked – it was a very intense pain. But the endorphins it released in me made the temporary pain worth it. I was also happy to be fulfilling one of my fantasies.
I’ve also thought about sewing my mouth shut. As a photographer, I thought it would make a cool visual, sort of a “speak no evil’ kind of motif. So we decided go with it. What I didn’t know was that there was to be an electric current attached to it. It wasn’t so bad in the mouth except when it hit my teeth – that felt really strange.
Next was what I call the “little dick” contraption. I felt very vulnerable shackled in like that with my engorged clit exposed for play. When I saw the vibrator in PD’s hand I was stoked. I knew I was gong to orgasm quickly. Not only was I way turned on, but my entire clit (which by most standards is pretty large) was available for manipulation. But I made a little mistake. I forgot to ask permission to come. I couldn’t believe it, as I make people beg for release all the time! Guess I’m not used to being on the begging end.
When he was finally done with me, I not only felt relieved, but very accomplished. I was done. I had gotten through it. No matter what I felt on Saturday night, I knew I had to deal with it, because I wanted to take it. I wanted to prove myself, to please you all, to make pd happy, and also make myself happy. Physical pain is temporal, fleeting. I learned this by getting so many tattoos. If something that you really want hurts you, your mind forces you to suffer through it. And you are stronger for having gotten through it.
All of your support during the show helped as well. Knowing that you were all enjoying my suffering, that you all thought it was beautiful, helped to carry me through it. Afterwards in the chat hearing from you all what a great job I did, offering me words of encouragement and support, made me feel like a million bucks. I was ecstatic.
1.27 GB | 3840 x 2160 | mp4 | 00:36:00
The night before the shoot, right before I went to bed, I started getting a little nervous. It was 5:00 in the a.m., and I was a bit tired. “Cherry,” I told myself, “you just need some sleep to restore your mind to its natural state.” I took my own advice, and upon awakening, felt much better; I was actually excited for the show.
You see, I’m usually the dominant one; I am a professional domina. I did have one lover three years ago whom I switched with, but that was about the extent of my excursions into submission. And he was nowhere near as severe or experienced as pd. So the prospect of being on the receiving end of the pain to such a qualified top made me shiver with anticipation.
10:00 pm came rather quickly. Standing there in front of the cameras, knowing that you were all watching, anticipating the show as much as I was made me extremely excited. I am an exhibitionist by nature, so the thought of so many eyes on me was very pleasing.
As I was made to stand on one leg, arms tied behind my back, I felt my body begin to weaken. My mind soon followed suit. I began to tremble. I wondered if my leg would buckle under the strain? It was such a relief when I was allowed to switch to the other leg. (Thanks!)
When I saw the ball gag coming, I was not a happy camper; I don’t exactly like my jaw feels when wearing one. But that was nothing – the real challenge came with the addition of the 10 LB weight. I had to suffer through it or rip out my nipple rings. And then came the first of many tears. I started to feel very surrendered. I was heading into the sub zone. Holding the weight with my mouth was the worst part for me since it was constant strain, not staggered like the forthcoming electric play or caning.
Electricity is something that I had never experienced, but have often masturbated to. I shared this secret with Pd immediately wondering if I had made a mistake. Thanks to Ghost’s lovely suggestion, I got to straddle a copper pole, trying like hell not to touch it. As it grazed my inner thighs I thought, “This isn’t so bad.” But when it hit my inner labia I shrieked – it was a very intense pain. But the endorphins it released in me made the temporary pain worth it. I was also happy to be fulfilling one of my fantasies.
I’ve also thought about sewing my mouth shut. As a photographer, I thought it would make a cool visual, sort of a “speak no evil’ kind of motif. So we decided go with it. What I didn’t know was that there was to be an electric current attached to it. It wasn’t so bad in the mouth except when it hit my teeth – that felt really strange.
Next was what I call the “little dick” contraption. I felt very vulnerable shackled in like that with my engorged clit exposed for play. When I saw the vibrator in PD’s hand I was stoked. I knew I was gong to orgasm quickly. Not only was I way turned on, but my entire clit (which by most standards is pretty large) was available for manipulation. But I made a little mistake. I forgot to ask permission to come. I couldn’t believe it, as I make people beg for release all the time! Guess I’m not used to being on the begging end.
When he was finally done with me, I not only felt relieved, but very accomplished. I was done. I had gotten through it. No matter what I felt on Saturday night, I knew I had to deal with it, because I wanted to take it. I wanted to prove myself, to please you all, to make pd happy, and also make myself happy. Physical pain is temporal, fleeting. I learned this by getting so many tattoos. If something that you really want hurts you, your mind forces you to suffer through it. And you are stronger for having gotten through it.
All of your support during the show helped as well. Knowing that you were all enjoying my suffering, that you all thought it was beautiful, helped to carry me through it. Afterwards in the chat hearing from you all what a great job I did, offering me words of encouragement and support, made me feel like a million bucks. I was ecstatic.
1.24 GB | 3840 x 2160 | mp4 | 00:35:08
Genre: BDSM, Bondage, Extreme, Fetish, Femdom – F On F, Humiliation, Chastity, Punishment
Starring: Kiki Isobel, Sasha Wet Dreams, Millyonaire
Kiki Isobel is a bratty young girl with more interest in video games than her hot girlfriend, Sasha Wetdream. After Sasha tries to seduce her but gets nothing from her, she decides to take matters into her own hands. Locked up in chastity and transformed into a bondage gimp. Sasha brings home a new hot girl from a nightclub – Millyonaire. She makes Kiki watch in a game of jealousy as she is now a cuckold chastity slave.
Filesize: 1.16 GB Duration: 00:30:27
Video: AVC (avc1), 1920×1080, 25.000 FPS, 5201 kb/s
Audio: AAC LC, 48.0 kHz, 265 kb/s, 2 channels
My dreams curdle the night, the heavy, wet November night. Outside, the rustle of corn in the fields, silage of dreams, of a man’s want. And inside, my boner poking up against the sheet. Lightening far off, breaking out the night. The whispering of the house, conversations of ghosts. And the howls. That pack of dogs is come sniffing around the barn again. They always know when I got me another girl.
I got me two of them a couple days ago, their pussies ripe and glittery-wet like jewels, nipples as tight and hard as nuggets, cold enough to ripple the skin. November’s got a chill around these parts. When a girl shivers it bones me up fat and hard, strong enough to squirt.
Ripe pussy. Oh yes. You got to ripen a cunt. You don’t pick a cunt from the vine till it’s bursting, till it’s just perfect, young and tender and wide-eyed, with silky breasts and smooth white ass and oh those cold, tight tits that are enough to make you piss your pants. You grab that piece of pussy when she’s not looking, and stuff her mouth, and tape a plastic bag over her head. Then you tie her arms and legs so tight that pussy can’t wiggle a toe or twitch a finger. You make her hurt with rope.
Then you got to improve the flavor. You got to hang that pussy in the barn a day or two, let the ropes do their work. You tie your new pussy spread-eagle wide and tight, then cane her ass and those bulbous pale drupes, those pussy boobs. You spank and slap. You soften that pussy up.
Yep. That first night when I was lying here in bed, I could hear them both a-sobbing and moaning. That brought the dogs nosing the barn door, whining and clawing the padlock, scaring them two girls enough to make them cream, was my guess. I left the two of them up in the hay mow, one tied down on her back to a corn crib, the other dangling above so’s she’d piss the face of that younger brat. Oh she was a fighter, that one. But I wrung it out of her.
Yesterday a cold wind was running down through the west field. I tossed that cunt in the bucket of my tractor and drove her out to the rocks. I chained her legs spread wide, and then screwed a brank into that sassy mouth. When the dogs found her, I bet they had a party sniffing and licking and nipping at her all night long. I like the thought of them dogs sticking their wet snouts in her fancy girl crotch and humping her any which way.
That works like a charm. After a night of that, any piece of ass will do exactly as I want. I had already made those two cunts suck each other’s pussy. I hung one upside down against the other. I made them suck right, till both their faces was creamy and sticky and smelled like cunt.
I moved them around in the dark tonight. Dangled the one head down from the blade of my backhoe. Transporting of pussy is easy if you got yourself a decent tractor.
Why do I do it? Cause its lots of fun. Besides, it gets me hard, so hard my dick cracks a cunt like I’m a butcher and splitting a side of beef right smack down the middle.
Lying in bed and thinking about what I’ve been doing to them makes me even harder. I reach down beside the bed and jerk on a chain. Her head pops up, the one that had such a sassy mouth before. I still got her wrists and ankles tied so that she’s no trouble. There’s nothing worse than a troublesome piece of pussy. But she knows what to do now. I throw the quilt off my rock hard cock. Ah. Nice, warm girl mouth on my big pecker, the flicking of her tongue over the stiff head, her lips sliding up and down. She’s got a good mouth, this one, wide and deep enough for everything I got.
She’s getting there. Another night chained out to that rock and by god, she’ll fall all over herself to do anything I want. I’ll stuff my whole cock in her mouth and tell her to work that mouth and tongue like a good cunt is supposed to work. I’ll make her sleep with my balls in her mouth. And when I’m eating, I’ll have her kneel under the table and hold my cock in her mouth just to keep it warm and hard.
Ahh. Girl mouth and the heavy, wet night. Distant thunder. And when I come, bright lights, whispers in the walls and floors. Good ripe pussy. Soft pussy. Uncut silage rustling in the fields, silage of dream. Wet girl mouth, slick tongue, damp cunt ready and waiting.
1.53 GB | 3840 x 2160 | mp4 | 00:44:10
Cowgirl’s shopping excursion is cut short when she finds herself alone in a car at the hands of a mysterious man in black.
Immediately jumping into the backseat next to his target, PD manhandles cowgirl and restrains her with chains and cuffs. Quelling her pathetic protestations, he stuffs a rag in her mouth and secures it with tape. He takes advantage of her helplessness, unbuttoning her blouse and pulling up her suit skirt to fondle and grope as the car drives on.
The bound bombshell is delivered to a garage to be prepared for her new life as a subservient sex object and plaything. PD manhandles her out of the car and puts her on display in stockings and heels with ankles cuffed, wrist held overhead. After shoving a ball gag in her face, he lifts her into a wrist suspension. Dangling in agony, she promises to do anything to be let down. Lowered, she quivers precariously, balancing stockinged feet on a weighted ball.
Lifted midair once more, she is given a thorough, cold hose down. Drenched, miserable, she is cuffed into a metal chair with legs spread. A scrub brush completes the cleaning process, its rough bristles irritating her tender girl skin. With a rubber hood encasing her head, she is forced to sit and wait in anticipation of what her captor has in store.
His next evil plans leave her on her back on the floor with arms tied to bent, spread legs. He steps on her bound, bulging breasts then leaves her alone again, panting in terror. Later, she is trained in toe shoes. Back arched, she spins gracefully on a single pointed foot. Wobbling awkwardly at times, she maintains her position, holding arms up and bent leg in attitude behind her back.
Grief-stricken, face covered in a leather hood, cowgirl stands with wrists and ankles cuffed while PD assembles his next evil device. Spread wide, she is fettered to a wooden X and pulled high into the air, exposing her pussy for Mr. Pogo’s penetration. Left hanging by herself, she takes the opportunity to pee.
Entrapped in a metal gibbet for another test, the defenseless victim is hung with legs held open, relentless steel digging into her limbs, abdomen, and cunt. PD beats her milky white ass and metal-bound tits then provides a brief moment of relief, vibrating her clit through its metal enclosure.
1.75 GB | 3840 x 2160 | mp4 | 00:50:57
