Seven suffers, strangles, and spews on her first trip to Insex. All business in a conservative skirt and blouse, the blonde beauty reveals her interest in both sides of BDSM play and tells tales of her childhood exploits. After her interview, she begins to bind herself, fastening leather cuffs around her ankles and wrists.
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33 tortured up close and personal as she goes one on one with PD and a 6 X 6 post. She’s close enough to lick, every inch of her skin, her pussy, those magnificent curves of her body. 33 is succulent, her breasts ripe like she’s fresh out of a French painting. You get to relish each moment of her anguish, tears, drool, screams, and welts. But it’s the nipple clamps she hates.
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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.
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Tests IX is another in a series of compilation articles cataloguing the introductory bondage interview and test of potential models.
The first girl admits she likes being overpowered. Cloth is packed into her mouth. Her dark eyes grow large and lamb-like…
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Spanky is a hard core masochist, so torture for her isn’t about how hard she is hit……
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211 visits Insex and receives the ultimate stress test, left to languish, not allowed to come, caned, fucked, hot wax, the onerous wall of bifurcation, and drowning. She goes from ultimate boredom to terror. She seems to prefer the terror. At least it holds her interest.
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I awoke at 4:30 this morning to the music of Aliens. My body was screaming from the aftershock but I was soaked. Then I remembered I’ve been dripping all day pacing around the dungeon. Just thinking about the sting of the flogger and offering myself for the next blow of the cane. The horror of the submissive stance in such a predicament and knowing its near.
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Dana is brought to the farm locked inside a carbon fiber sarcophagus. Almost as soon as the lid comes off, her disdain for her tormentor is obvious. She tries to resist, but she can hardly move, can she? Her exceptional pussy, sumptuous and naturally unfolding like its hungry for cock, quickly becomes the object of torment.
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912 likes it dirty and rough, as if she’s got “rape” written all over her. So PD goes psycho. You can almost hear him growl as he’s sucked into her heady sexual fog. Shackles, rope, and cock. In the end, she’s bound and buried up to the waist. Smoldering embers surround her. It’s night. Full moon. One plaintive long howl.
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202 sits in a chair, prim and proper with her hair tied back, white blouse, black skirt, high heels, and bound. Behind her, 912 is naked and locked into the 4X4 stocks. Two naked decorations, 114 and 117, sit side by side, caged. Soon a black leather head harness and inflatable gag are applied. Drool spills out of 202’s mouth. It is captured in a champagne flute for later use…
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