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…
865 MB | 960 x 720 | mp4 | 00:39:07
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.
808 MB | 960 x 720 | mp4 | 00:41:55
Peaches studies web design and saw insex on the internet. She has never done bondage before but wants to try it out. What better place to start then insex? Tied to a chair, a huge ballgag is forced into her mouth, while pd reveals all assets this beautifull redhead brought along.
1.41 GB | 960 x 720 | mp4 | 01:06:12
Like the jaws of a giant metal snap trap, the Iron Maiden lies open waiting for fresh meat. He places her inside and closes it over her body. Eight thick metal rungs are loosened one by one and dropped tight against her flesh. Hoisting up his new creation, he hangs his sculpture of metal and meat in the air. She can wiggle her fingers just a little. Otherwise, she can’t move at all. He canes her. Holding a vibrator against her pussy, he continues to cane her, mixing those two old poisons – pleasure and pain. Her body quakes. Her eyes roll back. She comes. After penetrating her in cunt and ass, he’s relentless, tearing at her skin with a singletail. Her body, folded, is locked into a different metal device. He sits her on a bed of spikes and tightens the wide collar at her throat until her breath rasps. Now sucking dick, gasping for air, she struggles. It makes him hard. After coming in her mouth and face, he leaves her. She watches him go, a strange desperate need in her eyes.
2.63 GB | 1280 x 720 | mp4 | 00:49:25
Jul 3, 2020
Dia has been through it all. She’s tired and sore from her work outside. She’s back in the barn and locked to the spike chair. From her scared look she knows it’s going to be another painful experience. Her tits are clamped hard.His handling of Dia is playful, almost experimental. He tries a little of this and a little of that. He even giggles as his torments really get to Dia. She screams and cries. That makes him happy.
She needs another change of setting. She’s taken down to the horse stall. Chained up in heavy metal she’s supposed to sleep, but he just can’t help interrupting her slumber for a good old suck and squeeze.
2.24 GB | 1280 x 720 | mp4 | 00:41:51
Genre: BDSM, Bondage, Hardtied, Fetish, Domination – M On F, Dungeon, Compilation
Starring: Dillon, Dan Hawke, Trina, Natalia Ashe, Tyler Scot, Victoria Vega, Rhiannon
It is the third installment of his popular Interludes of Agony series, is probably the hottest of this series yet. First of all it features a scene with exciting Rhiannon that alone is worth the price of admission. But that’s not all, Dan has five other great scenes each featuring a different model!
Filesize: 1.36 GB Duration: 01:28:06
Video: AVC (avc1), 640×480, 29.850 FPS, 2066 kb/s
Audio: AAC LC, 44.1 kHz, 129 kb/s, 2 channels
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
