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Peaches

Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 18-02-2017

peaches_06_05Ophelia 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.

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Mila

Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 28-01-2017

When I first arrived at the studio, for the day of my first shoot, I was a bit nervous. This was due to what I had witnessed the night before during SX’s live feed. For reasons unknown this feeling quickly left me and was replaced by a more comfortable one. I guess there was some excitement that had build up in me, to be the victim of PD’s imagination.

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Peaches’ Live

Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 30-08-2016

Red haired peaches looking very sensuous with her skin tight blue jeans and red halter top sits bound. Her round natural tits hang out from her too tight top. Pd caresses her body like a hungry lover. She welcomes his hands enticing him to touch her more. He goes easy on her and begins by tickling her feet. She seems so playful and they laugh together, But the mood changes quickly when some breath play takes place.

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CunTree

Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 13-08-2016

Their bodies talk to me, telling me what they need. That’s how I choose my girls. Tight skirts. Panty-lines. Nipples and spandex. And that girl smell. I feel bad for them, of course I do. They’re so young and soft and fresh, and I’m hard on them. I have to pull the ropes tight.

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YX’s Test

Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 07-05-2016

When my flight landed today, my stomach was very unsettled. Unsettled because I don t like flying, yes; however, the butterflies I had due to my anxiousness worsened my state. I had no idea what to expect. Well, the experiences of the day went beyond my wildest imagination.

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Violet Live

Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 22-03-2016

The night started with perhaps the worst audio torture I’ve ever had to endure, the chorus of Air Supply’s “All out of Love” repeated over and over again. At first it was just annoying, then it got monotonous, and then it was downright torture. I tried wiggling my arms, stomping my feet and made several attempts to dislodge the headphones from my ears.

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Susie

Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 15-03-2016

Hi, It is I, susie, re-appearing from my disappearance. Well, since I’ve “disappeared” from the insex scene I’ve worked for quite a few different bondage photographers and bondage pornographers, and it’s been quite a disappointing experience. They all pay good money, and that’s nice, but the work they do is not particularly erotic, interesting, or creative. Never mind the final presentation…

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Forest

Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 16-02-2016

Tyler gets dragged into the great outdoors, tied to logs and trees by the nipples and wrists, pussy flogged and fingerfucked. Bugs and dirt give a nice woodsy feel to Tyler’s special day out in the cunt-tree.

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Bj’s 24

Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 17-11-2015

Bj’s back, shackled and looking so hot in her lace panties an bra, her sexy body lies on the floor ready for anything. Sir Barry’s expert caning amuses her and she doesn’t seem nervous at all. Cocky bj yells with a smirk in her voice “I’m a bondage slut.”

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Violet

Filed Under (Articles) by Admin on 30-06-2015

I entered the studio, feeling confident in my wicked little outfit. Every aspect was meant to draw attention to me from my purple hair, to my naughty little dress, to the stockings and garters that could be glimpsed as I walked up the stairs. On the street, I am confident in my armor, a blur of purple and black, with the occasional glint of silver from the metal on my boots. I would later come to regret wearing those particular boots to the shoot, as much as I usually enjoy the attention they afford me.

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