Helpless and disoriented, Angelica and 731 are driven far from help and sucked into the singular world of a man intent on tormenting them according to his whim.
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Helpless and disoriented, Angelica and 731 are driven far from help and sucked into the singular world of a man intent on tormenting them according to his whim.
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411’s 48-hour live feed from May 17-19 in 2002 is titled The Chair because the centerpiece (secondary to 411, of course) is a metal chair upon which she experiences torture and pleasure for the next 48 hours.
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Small, flexible 129 charms her way through her interview and goes on to get really fucked as she’s bound splayed out in an impossible position. A merciless caning, then an excessive needle scene (her first ever, involving a bottle of hot sauce) ends with blood dripping from her breasts. 129 is finished off with cupping, all the while bound in a manner that maximizes pain to the cunt.
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912 explodes onto Insex, sustaining electricity, breast suspension, and a savage caning of her double D cup breasts. She begins strapped to a chair, as though prepped for an electrocution. She wears a red sweater, red panties, red heels and matching red fingernails. The straps above and below her well-endowed breasts accentuate their predominance.
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Sitting with bound arms to legs, a brown haired cunt moans. Her face is covered by a black leather hood. A rubber tube comes crashing into her. Tickling and fondling her tits, the hood comes off. Without wasting any time her eyes are covered. pd’s intent is to humiliate this bitch to no avail.
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Gorgeous, graceful, and insect-phobic 120 makes her first trip to the farm, unaware that Mr. Pogo has taken a well-earned vacation. 120 loses her obsession with bugs when Mr. Pogo’s replacement gets her attention. Bound in fuckable positions, she is caned. A little softening up, as they say. Then the sound of a zipper, and before you know it, she’s fucked in alternating holes.
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The night started with perhaps the worst audio torture I’ve ever had to endure, the chorus of Air Supply’s “All out of Love” repeated over and over again. At first it was just annoying, then it got monotonous, and then it was downright torture. I tried wiggling my arms, stomping my feet and made several attempts to dislodge the headphones from my ears.
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Hi, It is I, susie, re-appearing from my disappearance. Well, since I’ve “disappeared” from the insex scene I’ve worked for quite a few different bondage photographers and bondage pornographers, and it’s been quite a disappointing experience. They all pay good money, and that’s nice, but the work they do is not particularly erotic, interesting, or creative. Never mind the final presentation…
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Cowgirl’s shopping excursion is cut short when she finds herself alone in a car at the hands of a mysterious man in black. Immediately jumping into the backseat next to his target, PD manhandles cowgirl and restrains her with chains and cuffs. Quelling her pathetic protestations, he stuffs a rag in her mouth and secures it with tape.
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This story begins with a pale autumn moon; hunting season has begun. Piglet is dressed all in blushing pink, shackled and helpless. Her chains clank as pd slaps her surprised face. She sits obediently in a chair, eyes wandering all around the bare hay-strewn room as she nervously awaits her fate.
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