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.

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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.

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InfernalRestraints – Cowgirl – Shopping (INSEX – Remastered) (01.26.23)

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.

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Kinkycore Hilde from S.Master Session 753

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RealTimeBondage – Peaches (07.13.23)

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. Flogging rectifies balance, each strike conspicuous, bright points like Christmas lights strung about her limbs. He decorates her like a tree. He dangles her from her stretched, aching breasts as though she is a dark angel. He walls her into her soft, supple flesh and tastes her like a vintner tests wine. Made manifest on the eve of her destruction, the birthing of her body is more about difficulty than ease. And in her weightless condition of diseased dreams, she must be brought back to herself by the use of extremes.

Ropes and straps binding her ankles, knees, wrists, arms, and neck are neither reality nor sleep. The prying open of her mouth with hooks and the compression of her breasts between metallic rungs, anchor her in the realm of the living because of dread and excitement, the electricities of flesh. And pain, that corrective stress, infuses her with breath.

As she hangs upon her racked breasts, helpless, bound hand and foot, she calculates the weight of desire. She does not experience relief, only the dead find that. For her, it is dark ecstasy and vague preternatural stirrings, the emergence of life.

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Katarina – sybian milking

Katarina has produced milk before, it is just a matter of inducing her again, which we will try to do here at the farm! She is a very well trained HuCow, and she is very eager to get milk out of her huge swollen natural udders, so Katarina usually doesn’t need any restraints. She just needs to be challenged! With a tight udder clamp on her huge udders we try to push the milk more forward, as Katarina operates the milking machine to get her flow back. A sybian will help to release hormones, stimulating her production. She will need a few more sessions, but that’s no problem. We love milking Katarina! Look at the size of her nipples after this session!

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Arabella – udder press

The farmer has Arabella locked in a super tight metal corset. Her udders are in the udder press, designed to squeeze more milk towards the nipples. He keeps tightening the udder press! Arabella is helpless to stop him, as she gets chained to the milking stand, ready for her daily session. The milking process is quite painful when your udders are clamped tightly. This makes the nipples more erect and they get sucked further into the cups. Arabella gets gagged with a massive 2 inch gag. Her life is now only milking and udder torture. She is getting used to it.

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