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She must have gotten caught sneaking into the linen closet with the butler one too many times. In this live feed from January 12, 2002, Matt, debuting as an Insex dom, sufficiently punishes az for her crime. Leather tight around her neck, az, clad in a frilly French maid’s uniform, anxiously awaits her fate. Giving her relief from her torturous six-inch heels, Matt orders his sexy servant to clean the floor. With wrists and ankles cuffed, she waddles around on hands and knees as she sweeps and mops the floor, then scrubs it with a brush in her mouth. Once she has finished with her cleaning, she is allowed to rest on the floor. She languishes in extreme bondage positions for the remainder of the pre-show.

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When I first came to Insex I had no idea what to expect. Everything was new and I was intimidated. I was scared and nervous but excited to try something I had no experience with. He dressed me in black floral dress and made me sit on chair in the middle of the room. I was trying to read a book to take my mind away from the nervousness that was starting to overwhelm me. I didn’t know how I should act. He began to ask me questions, my name, my age, basic things. Even those I didn’t know how to answer. He made me put on black heels…

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I kneeled in front of him and offered myself. He didn’t ask me to do it. It was my idea. But after that, after I signed the contract, he blindfolded me. Then he put me in a car and drove me somewhere. When he took me out, he led me through a door, then down stairs. The air was cool, damp. It smelled old. “Take off your clothes.” His voice echoed like we were in a big room. Chills ran up my arms and sides as I pulled my sweater over my head and dropped it at my feet. “Your skirt.” I loved his voice, his touch, his way with me. I wanted him to squeeze my breasts, tug them, slap them back and forth. I wanted him to pinch my nipples. If only he’d push me to the floor, hold my hands over my head, and force his cock into me…..

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The critters in this case were 50 hungry leeches. All i can say now is i’m soooo glad it’s over and all 51 of us came out alive. This was the hardest shoot i’ve done–submerged in the cold (yes, COLD) water, i was completely isolated and at the mercy of the frisky, blood-thirsty creatures. It was one of the few moments i have felt truly terrified in a scene. Though logically i knew the setup was safe, i could not help but dwell on the fact that there is no safewording on a leech……

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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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I sneaked a look at the monitor and saw myself…crucified there, vulnerable and humiliated. It looked beautiful. I couldn’t believe that was me up there. The hope that the audience was enjoying the scene was the main thought going through my head. Other than the pressure on my feet from the pipes, the position was not too difficult to endure. Pd knew this, and decided to make the scene more intense. He sprayed my body with water, which felt quite cold. I imagined little droplets of water assaulting my body. Amazing how such a simple thing can be such torture…..

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She has a sweet pussy meant to be used. Her smooth young body is a tease for anyone watching. Her pretty flesh is a fresh contrast to the hard cold metal table that her body surrenders to. The position of her legs, strapped and spread wide open, gives Cyd the advantage of having his way with her…..

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Master is always full of surprises. Like tonight, when he comes home with a large, ripe pumpkin in hand. “Trick or treat?” he whispers devilishly, pulling harshly at my long ponytail. Gagged already, I shrug my shoulders, as if I have any choice in the matter. As if I ever have a choice when he’s in this kind of mood.

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Silky and sensual, 331 makes a visit to the farm with PD. She whimpers and moans while PD fingers her pussy – as she’s hanging in a cage, shackled to a post, on her knees locked in metal stocks, and bound in the hay with her knees to her shoulders. A model submissive in Haypussy, 331 allows everything. For her reward, she’s comes and comes and comes.

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101! That zany wench is locked into unforgiving, heavy, restrictive metal bondage. The inquisition-style collar is slowly tightened until she can’t speak, can’t swallow, can barely breathe. Saliva foams from her lips. Her milky skin, large eyes, excessive breasts, and that lovely 101 smile. All of this and Molly locked in a box. To top it off, Sir Kai spanks 101’s sassy ass. The bondage is terrifying, disastrous. It so becomes 101.

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