April 15th, 2009 by admin

Some toys are best left in the box when you play with them and this bitch is one of those. PD has her locked away in a box and iron mask as he forces her to down a whole bucket of water. Whenever she spills, even just one drop, PD is there with the cattle prod to make sure she learns better. Once she gets it all down the mask comes off and PD reminds the little cunt of her place.Next come the ring gag and a tongue clamp. A plastic bag over the head makes a great overture for a few lessons in self control. First the bitch is forced to endure the cattle prod until she can take the shocks in silence. After she is given the vibrator and makes the mistake of cumming without asking for permission. PD makes sure his toy knows better for next time. PD lays her out nicely exposed on a cross of ingenious. First he fits her for a nice big cock for her twat then he rams another one down her throat while she gags and sputters. She tries to resist so PD canes her ass until she remembers her place. Wenona begs to get that dildo back in her mouth hole. Afterwards she screams and cries while PD takes his cane to her again. Finally, locked onto a post and blinded a by a hood, the little bitch gets to play with PD’s other toys. A whip, the cattle prod, and the sparker all come out to play. After they have their fun, the cunt is laid on the ground with legs spread and a dildo deep inside of her. Wenona forced to cum on the floor with a vibrator buzzing away on her clit.

Box and iron mask (12 photos)

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March 30th, 2009 by admin

Melody with her perfect pale skin is locked in the trunk of a car, her wrists and ankles cuffed. When the car stops, she’s yanked out and dragged down a storm cellar. She disappears into darkness. Her wrists are cuffed behind a pole. She slowly sinks to the floor, sitting on cold concrete. He manhandles her a bit, just to let her know who’s boss. Then he kneels over her, his crotch in her face. He vibrates her until she comes. It’s a way of owning everything, even her pleasure. He leaves her. She settles in for the night. Cold concrete floor, implacable steel around her wrists and ankles. Like part of a long ago dream, her toenails are painted red. It’s a nightmare, really. She wakes up lying in a puddle of her piss. He dumps a pile of grain on the floor. She eats. He drops a pail of water near her head. Then it’s time for a little breathplay by inflating a dildo deep in her throat. He makes her come again, writhing and screaming. From relief? From dread? When he leaves her this time, she can’t lie down, only sit and wait. He wants her to come to his bed willingly. But she won’t.Metal shackles and chain. A metal gag in her mouth. A stim locked inside her. Move those stones over there, he says. She clatters as she walks. He’s wearing a jacket in the cold air. She’s naked. She slogs through muck barefoot, slipping from stone to stone, limping. Then he orders her to lie face down in the muck. What choice does she have? Of course it’s humiliating. Maybe if she agreed to sleep in his bed, it would end. Certainly there’s a point at which she will break. We have to assume that she will. Of course.

Metal shackles, chain and chastity belt (12 photos)

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March 25th, 2009 by admin

With bright pink hair and dress, Cherrytorn finds herself locked into a dentist chair. PD applies a dental gag and pokes the tender skin of her gums, tongue, and pussy. With her knees strapped wide, she begs to come, the horny girl. Afterward, PD bags her in burlap. As night comes, she finds herself shackled in a cage with the Pear inside her cunt. He lowers her, cage and all, into a dark metal box and closes the lid. We hear her moans as though she’s far away, beyond rescue. Lost in suffocating darkness.

Cherrytorn locked into a dentist chair (12 photos)

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March 12th, 2009 by admin

PD’s little slut is trotted in, hooded and bound, and shackled to her post. she may be struggling to breathe but her pussy is dripping wet. she moans and screams for PD’s pleasure constantly while he canes her tits, thighs and pussy. It only takes a little bit of tape to completely cut off her airways. The slut even cums at PD’s command, shackled and screaming through her tiny air hole. PD’s cock and balls take a tour of sister dee’s mouth while she kneels before him. she sucks his cock like it’s her mission in life, taking it all the way down her throat. her blow job well done gets the reward it deserves, PD’s load all over her face and a seat in a very special chair. dee’s tits are cuffed and her clit and tongue are clamped. Bound tightly she’s subject to another attack of the vibrator. After PD has heard enough of her moans, he goes after a few screams. With a ring gag firmly in place, dee’s head is covered in a sack flies. They buzz around her, and as she screams, begging and pleading, they even crawl into her mouth. Trapped in the floor, first dee gets the ring gag then she gets Mr. Pogo. PD decides that there isn’t enough flavor and throws her hair into her mouth, too. she has her face distorted into a grotesque mask by PD’s clamps and hooks. He gets her soaked then he shocks her with his cattle prod. Finally, chained to the mattress, sister dee is set up to take Mr. Pogo in her ass while PD takes her pussy. Then it’s PD’s turn to violate her sore little back door. When PD asks if she’s ready to suffer for him, he means it. she gets Mr.Pogo in the pussy, but she also gets the cane across her feet. When she’s screamed enough for him again, PD takes her pussy until he covers her face in another load of his jizz.

Infernal Restraints gallery (12 photos)

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March 2nd, 2009 by admin

Gravity plus mass plus steel equals torture. As everyone at Infernal Restraints prepares for the shoot, PD preps Erika, locking her in metal and leaving her to languish. Her neck is clamped inside a collar held away from the wall by a metal arm. Her wrists, pulled up in a stressful strappado behind her, keep her on her toes. It is her own weight that applies the pressure against her throat. PD ignores her except to raise her up a few more inches, increasing the drag downward. It’s nothing really, a simple matter of mathematics. A pair of scissors snips at her tuft of pussy hair. PD shreds Erika’s T-shirt. Snip, snip goes her bra. The tip of a singletail rips at her tummy and chest, and at that little tuft of pussy hair. Then she’s turned so that she faces the wall. The whip targets her ass and back. And as she fusses, trying to pull away from the tip of the whip, her back arches. Her body is beautiful in profile as she strains against the metal – and gravity. Erika’s wrists are shackled behind and tied to a thick, scratchy rope that’s dragged through her crotch (a nasty little agony) and tied upward. Nipple clamps pull her tits up also. Gravity takes its toll, a sublime moment of truth, the pain of inhabiting a body. A new torture device makes its debut. Erika stands on a wooden crossbeam with her head and wrists locked in stocks. His fingers investigate her holes. Then a cane smacks her ass, thighs, and feet. Erika keeps up a continuous stream of cries, like some secretive animal that screams all night. A board slides between her thighs. Then the beam beneath her feet is removed. Now her weight rests there – upon her cunt. Gravity wins. Hanging in a very small cage, a dental gag holds Erika’s mouth open. Drool runs from her lips to her cunt where white pussy juice wets her hole. The fucking machine stands at the ready. She’s positioned and penetrated, as though it is her cunt that serves the machine. It pounds away inside of her. And Erika’s cries create such a clamor. He’s done with her now. The machine is silent. The cage slides along a rail until it hangs over an awaiting box. Erika’s dropped inside, cage and all. The lid slams shut, latched, and a breathing pipe screwed in place. Erika’s constant stream of noise goes on, more distant now. Far away. A world apart.

Gravity plus mass plus steel equals torture (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)

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March 2nd, 2009 by admin

Her wrists are cuffed and hoisted high behind her. She’s hooded and shackled. PD lets her fuss and sweat for a while. After some caning and a little breathplay, Kendra’s allowed to sit. This is the real beginning, when the torture starts. Hundreds of spikes on the seat, back, and arm rests of the chair bite into her soft flesh. A metal collar attached to the chair immobilizes her neck. When she refuses to drink from a water bottle, a harness is strapped onto her head, forcing a tube into her mouth. He pours water into a funnel, choking her – somewhat like drowning. She complains that she has to pee. It dribbles out from the crotch of her pantyhose, pattering against the metal of a bucket beneath her. Her back is chained tightly to the spikes of the chair. Mr. Pogo fucks her mouth and cunt, and a vibrator hums against her pussy. She tries to stay still, but it’s impossible. The spikes make multiple marks on her skin. She comes, mewing like a cat. Chained to a metal bed, she can’t get comfortable. He thrusts her pelvis upward with a huge block of wood. Whipped on her pussy then vibrated, her body twists and pulls against the chains. She gulps at the air. Kendra comes again, her pussy flushed and rosy.

Kendra James - Torture chair (12 photos)

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February 24th, 2009 by admin

A dentist’s chair sits empty, waiting. Blindfolded and handcuffed, she’s led to the chair. He sits her down and cuffs lock her ankles and wrists in place. Her clothes are ripped and cut off her body. He gropes her breasts then slides cord through her nipple rings to her collar, pulling the cord tight, stretching her nipples. Her body twists against the metal holding her in place. A new metal face-hole creation fits between her teeth. He canes her breasts. Drool runs in a stream. He uses it to lube her pussy. The Fish, a double metal hook, slips into her cunt, prying her open. A vibrator nestles between the folds of her inner labia. Her hips start a rhythmic motion. Because now she wants what he’s doing to her. She wants it very much. You can see it in her eyes and her face, in the softened shape of her mouth. With PD, it’s always more straps. He tightens them around her chest, her neck, and her forehead. She’s reclined. Her ankles are strapped to the armrests so that her cunt is lifted and her legs spread. Clips tied to her toes stretch her labia. Her pussy opens, pink and juicy. Mr. Pogo pushes into her cunt. PD canes her foot as she comes. A gas mask encloses her head. PD attaches a tube and bellows. This is her task for the next few hours. Breathing. He places the bellows between her knees so that she can pump it. If she drops it she’s done, a goner – breathless. He vibrates her again, but sometimes she forgets to pump the bellows. Because it takes concentration, coming and breathing all at the same time. He laughs. Don’t forget to breathe, he says. It’s subtle, the game he plays with her. He makes her come many times. And then he leaves. And she’s trying to remember to pump the bellows. It’s all about oxygen.

Infernal Restraints (12 photos)

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February 24th, 2009 by admin

The Farm – the Holy Grail of Bondage, Cherry says. PD has just removed her from a cage after her night spent with the Pear inside of her. Now she wears metal high heels screwed to the floor. It’s just the beginning of a long ordeal. Metal cock cranked into her cunt, pussy hook, wrists and neck shackled to the floor, her tits tied until they go blue. And the finale, she’s on her knees locked onto his torture table. She’s milked, hook in her ass, the fucking machine, Mr. Pogo in her mouth, cum on her face, and a huge orgasm. The Holy Grail of bondage. . .  Her mascara runs.

Metal high heels - 12 photos

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February 22nd, 2009 by admin

Mei is put to the test, confronted with tortures she’s not faced in prior shoots and devices not seen since the long ago days of Insex. Restrained and gagged in a small water tank where, many years ago, leeches swam in the water, mei’s body heat fogs the glass. PD bolts the door closed. Then he opens the top hole and sprays Mei. As the tank slowly fills, mei strains her neck against the chain that holds her down. Water creeps above her chin. Panic fills her eyes. After PD has drained out the water, Mei sits and shivers. Waiting. Cable-tied to the gyn table, Mei’s blindfolded and pussy-whipped until her cunt begins to weep. PD tapes a small vibrator onto her clit. His gloved, lubed finger pushes into her ass. An inflatable assplug slides in and expands so that Mei cannot expel it. PD closes off her nostrils and connects the tube of the assplug to the tube of her gag. He ramps up the vibrator. Mei comes, breathing out the ass. The ends of a pair of jumper cables appear in PD’s hands. PD fits Mei’s mouth with a dental gag and attaches one electrode. He slips a long metal dilator into her vagina. Now he has his second contact point. Drenching her pussy and cunt with water, he shocks her poor cunt. Then, voila, PD holds the metal ball wand that was used so many years ago on YX and before that with Katrina. He runs it along Mei’s clit and nipples. Just for the record, it feels like the slice of a knife. And there’s nothing at all to smother Mei’s scream. Mei’s rewards are the fucking machine, the goat milker, and a vibrator. You know Mei’s had one hell of an orgasm when it’s a fucking machine-stopper.

Restrained and gagged in a small water tank (12 photos)

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