Young 731 takes a break from her hectic schedule to continue with her lessons in the art of pain and submission. Disguised in her street wear and glasses, the trained and trussed bondage slut wallows wantonly on the studio floor.
1.44 GB | 960 x 720 | mp4 | 01:09:02
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…
2.85 GB | 960 x 720 | mp4 | 01:18:19
The cage is His toy box and i am his toy. He keeps me in there to watch me languish as body weakens and mind breaks down. In the cage there is nowhere to hide. Every part is vulnerable and exposed. My bare skin presses up against the cold metal bars and my butt sticks through a gap in the floor. This is how he likes me, with everything accessible. I like it too, when he touches me and sticks things inside. But he only does this when he wants. For me there is nothing to do but wait. I hate waiting. Especially when I don’t know what it is I am waiting for.
2.60 GB | 960 x 720 | mp4 | 01:47:49
Would you know me if you saw me on the street? Would you recognize the animal lurking inside me, waiting to be released? Would you see it in my eyes? Would you tap your buddy on the shoulder, point, and whisper, “That, my friend, is a bondage slut?” Would you suspect that only two hours ago I was lying naked on a cold, concrete floor, bound and gagged and writhing in pain? Probably not. I wouldn’t believe it myself if I didn’t have the bruises to prove it.
1.14 GB | 960 x 720 | mp4 | 00:45:21
Here I was, back for yet another show. While I felt the usual excitement, I also felt quite nervous. There were so many of my past successful shows to ‘top.’ Pd heightened my nervousness by locking me into this complicated metal-bondage setup and torturous metal boots. Maybe it wasn’t so bad though.at least for this show I would be relieved of the anxiety that I usually felt during the beginning of a show. Normally, I think about all those watching and it makes me fidgety.
1.20 GB | 960 x 720 | mp4 | 00:51:16
