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He thinks of the Insex set as an autopsy room, where bodies are laid out, sliced, and cracked open. He thinks of the show as vivisection, as a method of discovery, every ounce of female flesh – a book. And her hair falling down about her throat, her painted lips and eyes, the endless fabric of young skin, her limbs, fingers, hair, cunt – a library. He studies her. He tests her endurance during the first hour with metal, the next hour with wrap after wrap of rope, and for the third hour, rubber. He weighs her down, ties her body into knots, encases her, then relents. After he is finished with the first torments, he begins.

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411 is transformed into not much more than a torso with all four limbs stumped tightly in clear latex and set into what appear to be prosthetic cups topping the four corners of a metal stand. A clear rubber corset accentuates her delicious female curves and ass. The bubble hood finishes her transformation. She becomes nothing but a toy made of flesh. Ass hook, Mr. Pogo, and breast suction. Tubes run every which way, from breasts and multiple orifices…..

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When I enter the room, my host, who has been gracious and lively all evening, holds the heavy door for me. My eyes fall upon the central column. First glance. A figure, human-like, appears to be bound there. “My most recent sculpture,” my host says as the door clicks shut behind us, a dull sound that echoes throughout the large, open space.

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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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Vita heard about insex from her roommate friend. She is a newbie to bondage and figured she would like to give it a try. As pd questions her and begins the scene mindfucking her with a shiny pair of scissors, she sits terrorized as he tells her that he just might cut off her nipples . The tears begin to flow. A posture collar tightens around her long neck making her voice all squeaky and high pitched, next in goes a rubber ballgag with a pump thingy attached to it. She tries to push it out, but that’s not going to happen. He leaves her to sit for awhile in bondage, alone to ponder in horror of the unknown, what will happen next… and this is only the beginning.

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He likes to strap me down in metal. The steel ankle cuffs are tight on the tendons and I’m always surprised they don’t snap under the pressure. Steel is icy cold when you first put it on. And real heavy on the tits. He pulls each tit through a metal bra and clamps them down.

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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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Feels weird to wear this uniform again. Like I should be back in high school smoking cigarettes at the gas station before practice and teasing the boys by “accidentally” forgetting to cross my legs. In a way, this show is like tryouts.

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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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It was like an awakening for me. Like I had never seen or felt anything real until that moment. And suddenly, it was all very clear. I was immersed in reality, swimming in it. And there was nothing to do but embrace it.

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