June 7th, 2009 by admin
Bloodangel Adira bound on a euro-pallet by Lady Victora Valente
Bloodangel Adira bound on a euro-pallet (12 photos)
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April 24th, 2009 by admin
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April 9th, 2009 by admin
Cherry Torn on the farm (part two)
Left dangling in a difficult suspension and then tied to a cross, lovely Cherry finally gets to come. Hanging from a beam in the barn, Cherry sucks rubber cock as PD canes her breasts. Fucked and vibrated, Cherry begs to come. And after she’s lashed to a cross, her bound breasts go purple. A big dildo plunges deep into her cunt. She comes again, hysterical, begging PD to stop.
Cherry Torn on the farm (12 photos)
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March 2nd, 2009 by admin
Two girls. Two pussies. Two bodies to torture and make come. Lavender and Mariah are lovers. So PD binds them in compromising positions, using the taser to keep their tongues licking and their hips humping. Before long, they’re a writhing mass of “girl,” tied up tight but sucking and fucking each other into sweet surrender.
Two girls bondage (12 photos)
February 26th, 2009 by admin
PD forces Kali to the floor and locks her into a pair of cuffs, a rope tight around her throat. Dragging her to a post, he lashes her ankles over her head then tromps, slaps, and canes her. As PD smothers her with his crotch, Kali bites! So he ties her tighter, giving her a good dose of the cane while Mr. Pogo fucks her. PD bends Kali at the waist, head down and ass sticking out, perfect for a good flogging. All the rough treatment just makes her hotter. When she comes, it’s sweet. But PD’s still in the mood. He keeps her bound to the post and torments her with an after-sex cigarette.
Hardtied "Kali bondage" 12 photos
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February 22nd, 2009 by admin
Beautiful, tempting girl Milena in outdoor bondage.
Milena - Outdoor bondage (9 photos)
February 16th, 2009 by admin
Slutty little kali gets off on her humiliation. While PD has her locked up to the wall by her mouth he really lets her have it. Hands behind her back, kali takes the nose hooks and a tongue clamp, leaving a trail of drool all down her chest. He plays with her eyes, nose, tits and pussy, reminding her that she’ll do anything he commands. That includes jerking off his cock and stripping naked on the wall. she takes his cock first, then she takes his cane, across her tits, legs and pussy. Hung upside down from the ceiling, kali gets a working demonstration of how cruel PD’s whip can be. He takes her mouth with his cock, but when the slut no longer provides enough entertainment with her tongue, he whips her more. Encouraged now, she takes a face full of PD’s jizz. Now, shackled in irons, she is on the floor, struggling when PD tells her to move. She doesn’t obey fast enough and PD’s cattle prod reminds her exactly whose bitch she is. He drags her to his iron arrangement and locks her in by the throat. Barely able to stand, the slut gets another helping of PD’s cock in her mouth. Lavendar, the new jailer orders brina to get into the cage in the floor. “I’m sorry,” she says as she locks down the top. “But he told me I had to.” lavendar’s efficient in her new job because tonight, she gets to sleep with PD.
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February 16th, 2009 by admin
You’d never know what went on behind closed doors to look at these people. Or as the case may be, inside barns and out in the empty farmlands. Another ordinary day of work, on the outside, the house looks nice and welcoming, the land looks like it’s being worked on. Pass through the doors, immediately you’re assaulted with visions of things you wouldn’t have dreamed of. The bag of ropes, toys, tools lying open on the ground. As you move further in, the pulley system in the kitchen, the cage in the dining room, restraints lying around all over. And you start thinking to yourself, what really goes on behind closed doors? You peek into the barn; it looks like any other barn from the outside, but no sound except some sort of mechanical buzz, but you’re not entirely sure, and you see to your surprise, it’s been converted into some sort of metalworking and woodworking workshop, with tons and tons of devices around. Come out the back of the barn, and all you see is a pond, farmlands, and up in the hills, some cows grazing. Come out in puzzlement, wondering what is going on here? See a familiar figure, or maybe not, working over a piece of wood, and he waves hello; it’s your average joe (at least you thought). He says, “Welcome to the farm.”
I came to the farm with no real idea of what it would be like, who would all be here, or what would actually happen. In a strange way, I trusted these people before I came here. (It did help too though, that I’d actually met them before and worked with them before). After deplaning in NYC, I took an hour and 15 minute cab ride to Brooklyn, where I met with the man who would take me to the farm. Of course, already hearing it be referenced as the farm, I was a little apprehensive, a little nervous, and “the farm” sounded almost ominous, menacing. The man, who I’d met several times before, working on the set, had never really said much to me, so that made me a little nervous as well. Luckily, he did have a traveling companion with him though, his girlfriend, so there was not too much awkwardness traveling up. We made a few stops on our way up, for food (airlines don’t feed you!), and then coffee, before finally settling in for the long 3 hour drive to the village where the farm was located. It took an hour to get out of the city. That 3 hour drive gave me some insight into this couple’s relationship. It was interesting to watch, in a way. Whenever she wanted something, whatever she said, he would be completely absorbed in, would immediately pull over for her. It was something that would hold significance later on, I found. Once we got out of the city, the rest of the drive flew by. Since there really wasn’t any interaction between the couple and myself, I settled in to ponder what the farm would hold and dozed off. When I awoke, there was a thick fog, and the roads were dark and winding. Finally, in the distance, we saw lights, and as we pulled closer, it brought into view a beautiful white victorian house. We were at the farm.
The next morning got off to a slow start. Upon being awakened, we scurried out to breakfast, the couple wondering why the boss hadn’t waited to go together. We pulled into a little diner; where everyone knew everyone else. Already I was charmed by this little village. I went over to say hi and dine with the boss, and his friend. When we got back, we headed over to the barn to start shooting. In the daylight, the country was more beautiful than I’d realized the night before. Picturesque trees with their leaves turning shades of orange in the distant hills, cows grazing on a nearby green hill, so much farmland everywhere, the red barn. Around the back of the farm, a glistening blue pond, it was almost like a painting. (Can you tell I haven’t been in the country very often before? Really though, upstate is beautiful!)
We stepped inside the barn, and were immediately cooled off. It was a warm 80 degrees outside, so the coolness was a relief. If the weather had been any indication of what was to come, we would have known what to expect, perhaps, and been better prepared, but perhaps not. In any case, once inside, the boss and the man started to try out a few devices on me. After making all the necessary adjustments, we were ready to shoot. I don’t need to go into detail on the particulars of that shoot, but basically, it was an abduction scene, involving a huge truck, and lots of cable ties, and a snare device. Throughout the course of the day, the crew members worked to find a rhythm with each other. They basically left me snared and hanging onto the wall, when the rain started. They thought it would be a great idea to leave me there in the rain of course, and I, hating water as I did, resisted the idea. They won, and left me hanging there, screaming my lungs out. I hate water. The next scene involved me being forced into some sort of metal restraints, and ending up in an outdoor cage. Because I didn’t want to do what he wanted me to do. They of course thought it would be fun to leave me in the cage, and left me screaming all night. And then, finally, when he came back to let me out, (I thought), he threw rocks down at me. And then hosed me off. In the cage. I thought I was going to drown. Once again, I say; I hate water……..
Infernal Restraints gallery "BDSM Farm"
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February 15th, 2009 by admin
Wenona takes a good old-fashioned “everything goes” Insex-style shoot, emitting her signature ear-bursting squeals. She’s ultra-fit with the stamina to match PD as he takes her for a ride. Hogtie, caning, pussywhipping with a big nasty whip, dual Mr. Pogo’s in cunt and ass, and a huge orgasm are just the warm-up. PD pulls out all the stops, suctioning tits, breasts, and clit. Clamps on labia, penetrated in ass and cunt, and facial distortion send her into the zone with another orgasm. But she did not ask permission.
Wenona bondage "Insex-style"
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February 15th, 2009 by admin
Double girls, double fiddles, double shackles and stocks. And double Mr. Pogo’s dare a double filthy fuck. Crammed into a small cage, bronte and lavendar are shackled, collared, and thirsty. They moan and twist so that lavendar can get a mouthful of water. She shares it with bronte. And later, after lavendar takes a mouthful of PD’s jizz, she shares that with bronte too. After locking them in a series of doubled bondage devices, PD fixes the two girls side-by-side so that both necks are locked to a single steel bar. Their wrists and ankles are locked to another bar. Now they play the caning game. Both girls beg PD to cane that “dirty filthy slut next to me.” But when PD asks if they want to get fucked, there comes a resounding double “YES” resulting in double moans, double heavy breathing, and double the filthy, fucking fun.
Double girls bondage
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