Endurance is my master’s pleasure for a carnival of nasty delights. My submission almost defies life. To submit is to ignore that voice inside your head that is urging you to run out of the room. And it takes all my strength not to run.
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An evaluation, he said during the phone interview. An evaluation. He sits her in a chair. “You’ve done this before?” The chair is hard. Wood. She shifts. “A little. You know. With friends.” She doesn’t understand the difference. She’s thinking of rope that remains loose, rope that forgives. And him fumbling with knots. She doesn’t know what she’s thinking.
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I sat down naked on the wood chair in the middle of the studio, feet cold but room warm, feeling anxious. I am curious as to what PD has decided to do with me this evening. I wonder how much torment I will go through to please him, can I do what he asks of me? How much pain will pay the price of my freedom? PD walked up to me with a slow stride and a half smile, looking at my meek body fumbling in the chair. I looked up and him and blushed, embarrassed by my impolite fidgeting, hoping that he didn’t notice.
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He patiently tests and trains each one. Teaches them to submit, to process their pain, to accept their fate. In 822’s shoot, the blonde bombshell takes her lessons seriously and succeeds in mastering all that she is taught…..
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At INSEX I discovered my new favorite therapy: xtasy through torture. Throughout my life I have always enjoyed the feeling of a blade slipping through my flesh or a needle sticking in a vein, and yet, I never went beyond these particular experiences. Only now, after my visit with INSEX, am I beginning to realize where I can go with those natural tendencies of mine and what pleasure may be in store.
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I have to admit, I love my master. I love him for disciplining, teaching, and nurturing me into the bondage slut that I am today. In every moment of my life I long for his approval, wanting so much to hear him say “Good job”, or “I am proud of you”. I have no greater satisfaction then I do in those moments.
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The A to Z of torture, featuring the beautiful, sumptuous, and amazingly flexible az. She bobs for wooden balls upon which are written the letters of the alphabet. She is tortured accordingly, suffering nine grueling scenes in eight hours.
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Statuesque and supple are his dolls – so lifelike, almost real. And together, as a set, they enhance each other’s beauty. Bound, tormented, and rubberized, mila and yx share a shoot filled with pain and pleasure.
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Face covered with a rubber mask, wrists and ankles restrained in cuffs, yx struggles to wriggle her way out of a wooden doghouse. Rubberized in panties, stockings, and a tightly cinched corset, she is lifted up onto her tiptoes, legs wobbling as she balances precariously on a pair of toe boots. A dildo is shoved between wide-spread legs while a vibrator stimulates her hard, swollen clit.
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In the darkness, my fear is heightened. The anticipation of what’s to come builds inside my gut. In the darkness, I submit control. Acting on instinct, I take no responsibility for my actions. In the darkness, I see a little more clearly. I can no longer feel the mask that keeps me in the dark. My barrier from reality has become a part of me. It has become….comfortable.
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