Marica Hase told the men she didn’t like the taste of cum. “No cumming in my mouth” she said … and they promised they wouldn’t put a penis within six inches of her mouth.
They are assholes.
They kept their promise — technically. But with that bit gag in her mouth, when they ejaculate on it from a height, she can’t help tasting rather a lot:
Photos are from House of Taboo / DDF Network.
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When use of hands is prohibited, a properly well-run eating contest will require that the contestants’ hands are bound, usually with something rather twee, like handkerchiefs or very soft drapery-pull ropes. Does this not look like a well-run contest to you? Because it does to me:
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If you are into serious slave fantasies or chained-in-the-dungeon scenarios, it’s quite rare to find anything like a heavy-enough collar for sale. Most collars are decorative or symbolic, but not at all secure; they wouldn’t take ten seconds to remove with a hacksaw blade and a Leatherman multi-tool.
This heavy polished stainless steel collar from The Stockroom is a clear exception. Sure, you might want to replace the standard Phillips screw with one that has a head-pattern that’s not so standard, but otherwise, this will make your collared person feel much more secure than previously:
It may be tough to restrain your excitement when you realize how securely you can restrain your favorite sub in the Heavy Polished Stainless Steel Collar. Solid stainless steel truly makes the wearer feel the weight of the world and think about all their naughty deeds as it sits heavily around their fragile neck. A hinge on the side makes it easy to open, but a flush mounted screw on the opposite side means that escape isn’t possible until the master commands it. The smooth form of the collar is broken up by the harsh restraint possibilities afforded by the lead ring up front. Attach your favorite leash to make sure that your pet follows you to even the darkest of places…
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Whatever in particular is going on when the cover of a French pulp proclaims Mariage Avec La Mort, it’s probably not going well for the luscious bride chained to a table by gibbering goons:
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The illustration above is from a story in the June 1961 Adam magazine about being held captive by Algerian rebels:
I had Just started wriggling my way on my backside toward the woman when a sharp stab of light flashed on. For a few seconds I was completely blinded by the brilliance of the incandescent bulb burning in the ceiling. I had another three or four seconds to take in my surroundings before the door immediately to my left opened outwards and two men I recognised at once as Algerians entered.
The one in front moved to the woman. I saw that she was maybe 25 years or so, a blonde who would have been very good looking except for the dirt and partly dried blood on her face…
