Darcia returned to take her chance in the RELOADED version of your favorite pain game, in which the player can draw a new card once each round for an additional 10 strokes. However, the now card is final. The rest of the rules remain unchanged: “The player must distribute 100 strokes among 5 body parts. Each round is slightly changed by a “lucky card” that the player draws.” This time the two sexy dominas are Amanda and Tatjana.
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In this fun caging stream, Greyhound gets locked away in her standing cage while wearing some sexy black latex and high heels! Bound in a nice posture collar which is chained to the sides of the cage keeping her head looking straight at the camera, while wearing sexy latex elbow length gloves, garter belt, stockings and matching corset turns Greyhound into a nicely displayed object that is hot enough to melt your screens! Our sexy little creature eventually has two rubber bands placed around the base of her breasts which are then secured to a clip on the front ring of her collar then she has a nice hood placed over her head and has some nasty clamps attached to her pussy and labia’s to add to her torment then has more clips added that connect her nipple shackles together to add even more torment!
357 MB | 1280 x 720 | mp4 | 00:34:44
This little session of agony could have been called all sorts of things. Things like, “A Bitch Screaming,” or “Constant Pain,” or “How The Fuck Can She Take So Much Abuse?” You get the idea. This is not so much about it being electric torture, as it is just Filth in agony for an extended period of time. Think evil experiment or political prisoner type torture, where the bitch bound to that cot really makes no difference. Her suffering is immaterial to the question of how much she can take simply because she is going to take it. So, really, who cares. (Well, she might, but you understand, what she thinks, feels, suffers, does not really matter.)
Filth was already very battered prior to this, you can see her tortured, bruised, welted udders. She is close to being wrecked, broken, turned into nothing, which is what she is, after all.
This transcends mere torture, it is about seeing how low a worthless animal can be driven. Of course, worthless is not exactly accurate. This cunthole does have some worth. It’s worth is exactly the amount of entertainment you receive watching her brutal, agonizing, destruction.
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There is something about a red head that we just love in HELL!. To paraphrase the old saying, “red on the head, crazy in the.dungeon.” Well, something like that.
It also does not hurt when that red head is over six feet tall in heels. Or to be more accurate, it DOES hurt her, not us.
It is well known that red heads feel pain differently, perhaps more acutely. All this brings us to Angel Brat, an aptly named red headed bitch who clearly deserves all the pain and humiliation coming her slutty way because she is, in fact, a brat.
Of course, we enjoy brats in HELL! Do you know what we call them?
Targets.
And that is what Angel Brat and her brattiness are, a target.
Angel Brat is a Suffering Bitch.
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Sunny Cheex is a whore, just ask her, she will tell you. She is a piece of meat who strips, whores, you name it.
She also has a set of hanging tits that are in need of agonizing punishment and that is what happened in HELL!’s Dungeon.
Those delightful whore-udders of this cunt are worked over as she is chained against a stone pillar. To further her humiliation, she is dressed and made up to look about as slutty as you could imagine, just the way we like them in HELL!
1.55 GB | 1920 x 1080 | mp4 | 00:21:42
Another of our resident HuCows is Manuela. She is a HuCILF, but still promising even if she is not as young as most of the herd. The farmer has trained her well, and he is usually very harsh on her fat natural udders. Clamping those sensitive nipples, tieing up her udders in tight rope, slapping her udders, and using the hardest machines. Manuela is used to it now. She was always close to producing, but this time the farmer really turned up the intensity of the milking session by increasing the speed of the most powerful milker: the red cow milker. At high speed, lots of drops of milk are sucked out of Manuela’s udders. She keeps leaking after the session: a very good result today!
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We are so happy to have Denise in our herd permanently! She is young, so there is lots of time for development and training. Her udders are already big and juicy at such a young age, but her nipples need some more work, which is definitely not Denise’s favorite type of session! Today, the farmer put her on the nipple pulling machine for a good long time, elongating her nipples. Not easy, but it is necessary for Denise to become the perfect HuCow! The high power of the compact goat milker was then used to make her nipples puffy and red, and double the size! Of course, the farmer then put the nipple pulling machine back on, pulling Denise’s over-sensitized nipples again and again. A very harsh treatment, but even Denise understood it is part of the training. She has so much potential!
1.05 GB | 1920 x 1080 | mp4 | 00:09:53
Vina has come such a long way: from 19-year old shy aspiring HuCow to fully trained and developed, obedient docile HuCow with a 400% udder expansion, stimulation association, and a deep desire to be trained and milked forever. The farmer noticed something else too: Vina does not make much sound (probably the least of the herd), but it’s very easy to see when she gets turned on. Her face and neck get flushed, she even develops cow-like spots on her body when stimulated. Nothing better to turn her on than the fucking machine! And since she has been trained to produce more hormones when she gets milked AND stimulated at the same time. the result is clearly visible at the end of the session! Perfect training takes years, but Vina is a success story in our barn!
923 MB | 1920 x 1080 | mp4 | 00:08:27
The sky is pitch black when I shoot up in bed. My body is covered in sweat but I am shivering and cold. The nightmare was so vivid, almost real. It comes back to me in flashes. Like in a storm, how the lightening reveals everything for a brief moment. And then all is dark again.
I see a house in a small town I don’t recognize. A man in black grinning evilly as he throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underwear off. My friend tyler is in the bathtub moaning and convulsing with mouth taped and shirt over her head. There is nothing I can do to help her. I can’t even help myself.
I see myself alone, belted down to a card table, trembling in fear. He stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do now, what the next torture will be. The heat of his cigarette warms me when he nears. My skin is hungry to feel its burn. He touches it down to my breasts. Softly at first, then harder, so that red dotted rings appear around my nipples. Then he drags it slowly down across my stomach and presses it firmly into my clit. I moan and scream in ecstasy.
I am staked out with arms and legs spread wide and back arched over a thick, round log. Eyes closed, body motionless and drenched with oil. Exhausted and unable to struggle, I am nothing but a lifeless, slimy mass of flesh, an ornament for his lawn.
Then there’s a cabin surrounded by woods and that same man with that same grin. He strips us down and leads us into the wilderness like two dogs on a single leather leash. Our legs are held open with branches and he looks back to smirk at our silly waddling walk. The hard, splintery dildo shoved deep into my pussy pokes and prods with each step, searching for a tender spot. He tethers us to a tree and leaves us there, naked, vulnerable, and restrained. Only able to communicate with desperate eyes and muffled groans. Simultaneously, we strain to free ourselves.
I remember trees. Two of them, facing each other. And we are bound to them, forced to share our suffering. Mouths stuffed with wooden gags, our cries mingle to create a single, anguished tune. I watch tyler writhe under the ropes, rubbing her delicate skin against the tough, scratchy bark. I see the despair in her eyes. She is trapped. And so am I. He strikes her with a thin tree branch till tits and thighs are covered with red lashes. I cringe at the sound of each stroke and glance down at my own sensitive breasts, made purple and bulbous by the leather around them. My time will come soon enough.
The last thing I recall: he is grumbling and tossing me into a hole. ÒGotta bury the evidence, I think he said. He covers me in dirt packed tightly up to my neck. He brings tyler out, buries her head, and secures her feet with wooden stakes. After placing a ring gag in my mouth, he unzips his pants and relieves himself, spraying pee all over both of us. Then he walks away, abandoning us.
I am left with that picture in my mind. A disembodied head and a decapitated body baptized with the piss of our captor. Just the thought sends chills crawling down my spine. But I am safe at home. And there is no man in black. Because it was all just a dream. Right?
1.15 GB | 1920 x 1080 | mp4 | 00:32:34
BDSM, Cruel Expression, Restraints, Training, Hardcore, Enema, Humiliation, Outdoor, Abuse
1.11 GB | 640 x 480 | mp4 | 01:37:23
