This looks like a scenario in which Lady Sonia is punishing our sweet blonde the lazy low-effort way: with a bondage fucking machine. Just set it and forget it, like a cheap infomercial rotisserie:
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Morning quicky, BDSM style:
The next minute one was bent over the bench while being held in place by the bloody collar, as He slid his fingers, first into the cunt for moisture and then into the arse, as one small slave squirmed and squeaked in protest.
Then just as the arse was starting to relax and the sensation began to feel pleasurable, one was frog marched off into the bedroom, where one was hustled onto the bed arse up. To add insult to injury one was ordered to masturbate while He fucked one in the arse. An arse fucking was done with enough enthusiasm on His part to make one squeak even louder. Then just as it was starting to feel quite promising He came…
That was how one ended up being taken to work horny, with an arse full of cum…
The sales copy for this shoot reads thusly:
Penny Pax plays a naive blonde girl who is very excited to take her first trip out of the country — to Mexico. Unfortunately for her, she ends up in the wrong hostel at the wrong time and gets taken to the station for possession of drugs. They aren’t even hers! Scared, in a foreign country, unable to understand what is being said about her or what is going to be done to her, Penny struggles to get free but is defeated and brutally fucked by the corrupt gang of cops.
She gets pretty sticky by the time it’s all said and done:
Don’t miss the video for members — because corrupt cops LOVE to capture their exploits on video, right? Fantasy is a tough mistress, she demands much in the “suspension of disbelief” department!
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This gleaming chrome steel dungeon rack is drawn by Robert Bishop (of course):
Racks: they don’t all have to be medieval wood and wrought iron, y’know!
Via Spanking Blog.
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Bondage links. It’s been awhile. Here ya go:
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So I found this blog called Down The Rabbit Hole where Master’s Piece (who refers to herself as “one”) is blogging about the pleasures of one of those anal hooks with the big pleasure ball on it. Sounds like a big win:
It was at that point when one made an interesting discovery. Apart from the fact that the body completely overlooked the tail end of the hook as it laid on it… that tail rubbed along the bed in sync to the fucking. It was like being double penetrated by the most superbly synchronised duo in history. In fact it triggered an orgasm so long one was actually begging Him to stop in the end. It is a strange fact that men do not understand, but an orgasm can reach the point of no longer being enjoyable. Of course He didn’t stop there, but eventually he gave into the pleading for mercy.
On the condition that one mentioned it in the blog…
Yes. He made one beg for mercy… during sex.
An interesting discovery indeed!
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I don’t think I’ve ever linked to a story involving bondage and the family dog before. But I thought this one had its points of amusement value:
She could tell it was work, likely his overseas contact. Occasional Mandarin scattered through his conversation. With her head upside down, she watched him tuck his cock away, and seem to forget her, tied here. He went into the kitchen and she heard the fridge open and close, heard him talking, then the slap of the backdoor, and his voice receding.
“Well, doesn’t that suck,” she said to no one. She tugged her left arm, her right, but she was tied tightly. Her legs didn’t so much as wiggle, her knees tied widely apart. Her tits ached from the clamps pressing on her nipples, but he hadn’t tightened them and for now it was bearable.
But she was almost unbearably horny. She could see the Hitachi in the corner, plugged in and laying as ignored as she was. Her pussy clenched as her nipples throbbed.
“I need to be fucked.” Her neck was starting to ache just a bit. She felt warm breath on her inner thigh.
“What the? Barney? No. NO! Go…git outta here. Go see Daddy. Daddy is in the kitchen. Go. NO, Bad dog. NO!”
Yet the inquisitive pooch was sniffing her…
Story is Ignored by Vanillamom.
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