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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It’s Tyler and 822 versus Time. Five predicament tortures allotted twenty minutes each, steadily increase in pain to see who breaks. Tyler takes clothespins, a torturous hogtie suspension from ankles and wrists, and a barbecue in which she’s the meat. Enfant terrible 822, fights and fusses her way through a predicament that involves nipple clamps, a hair tie, and a bucket of water.
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She’s sexy, hot. He watches her through her windows. And that night in particular, he waiting for when her lights go out. He sees her leave her apartment and walk down the street, her short, tight skirt showing the lines of her ass, her spike heels giving him a hard-on.
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For her life feed, 120 has 33 by her side, taking the same torment, the same agony, both hogtied, both suspended by the hair and then the ankles. But inevitably, 33 is locked in a cage and 120 has to go it on her own, locked down into an “electric” chair for her interrogation. Orgasms on the rack mark the grand finale, and 120 does those up to the nines while fucked with inquisition-style implements.
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Bewitching moonshine sparkles in her first live feed.
Stepping out in tall, tough boots, stockings, and a ruffled black dress, she is first tested with a tight steel collar connected to a chain that runs between her legs and hooks in front at her cuffed wrists. Moonshine performs a delicate balancing act to reduce the pressure on her crotch and save herself from strangling. PD gradually intensifies her predicament, removing the boots to force her on tiptoe then pulling one leg up so that she must support her weight on a single pointed foot.
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The farmer leads in the last of his stock and checks his herd for the night. All five are locked into metal containment. Crickets chirp. Girls moan. Oh the country life.
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Blood red lips, lush, lithe, and long-legged. 322 looks great throttled. She looks even better fucked. Slim and sultry, 322 appears to have perfected an in-your-face stance. The attitude doesn’t last long once rope winds around her slender neck, bringing her to her toes. She’s 23, five foot nine inches tall, and doesn’t wear underwear. It’s so much easier to apply the crotch rope that way.
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After submitting to PD, 49 reveals her naughty side, showing off her own skills with rope and whip. Bent over with arms bound to legs, 49 waddles around the studio, lead by a rope running through her crotch. Balled up on the ground, her ass and pussy are offered perfectly for a leather paddle…
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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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I want to do what I want to do. I don’t need no loud mouth, spoiled brat telling me what to do. I want someone who won’t bitch and moan all the time making me miserable! And I make sure she understands this! I want what I want ! When I decide to spend some time with her, if she complains about anything, I’ll put her aside with the others until she shuts her big mouth up!
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