2011-Nov-3 - Strapped down and Suffering
The other leg is tied off and raised toward the ceiling. Once she is bound securely in place the rarely used Fucksall makes an appearance in her cunt. Once it gets started, and we get a look at her face, one can't tell if that's a look of disgust or.....and then, I think, resignation sets in. The Fucksall hard at work pumping that pussy while she just grits her teeth in compliance. Occasionally, she leans her head back and shuts her eyes. Other times she has a look that tells you she wants this to be over with. The Hitachi comes out and starts to work her clit over. This brings more of a reaction out of her than the Fucksall did. She starts to squirm a bit now, testing her bindings. I was barely able to get a confirmation out of her that it "feels pretty good". Yes, this is a chick who loathes speaking to you. About her body, what feels good, being vulnerable in anyway. We start to see these full lips close and purse. Wet lips. Lips that are easy to imagine on your cock. Just every once in awhile, just for a second, you can see pleasure on her face and then it's gone. Fleeting. She can't let go. She just can't let herself enjoy the moment. It does start to get the better of her for a moment though. We start to hear some moans, some murmurs. Except for that one leg pulled up to the ceiling, she's severely bound to the post like a board lying atop another board. She has no movement. Her eyes are closed and her head is titled back. Little sounds escape. Vulnerable sounds. But soon it turns into pain, a distraction. Her face is not one of pleasure but of discomfort. She's now squirming to get away. The sounds she makes are those of pain. She really wants to get away now....or does she? Next up for Ryan is a strappado on the floor with her legs spread outward. Her big toes are tied off to keep her legs well spread. Her elbows are brought very close together and her wrists are then pulled up high and tied off to the ceiling. The riding crop comes out and whips her ass. And I whip that thing pretty darn hard. I make certain we get things right up to her limit. At one point I stop and ask her to look at you, The Viewer, and tell you that "my ass looks so good it must be punished". This just throws her into a tailspin. She cannot understand the thinking behind this. It also goes right at the heart of something she is very self-conscious about --talking about her body, her sexuality. It takes Ryan a good three minutes of constant encouragement with the riding crop to finally accomplish this task. And when she did it she was terribly embarrassed to do so. After punishing her ass a bit more the Hitachi gets popped onto her cunt. I make her tell me how it feels. Again, something she abhors doing. The whole process of being used in front of strangers leaves her almost paralyzed with fear and embarrassment. So I punish her even more with the riding crop in her prone position. I whip her until she has to suck in air and grit her teeth to keep from screaming out. When I place a vib on her clit she tells me it doesn't help one bit. But I leave it on there anyway --and she looks fucking gorgeous with her arms in this strappado. And that's how I leave her. Now we find Ryan in the Objectification chair. Bound in an ultimately exposed position, arms and legs spread out, breast tie and bit gag. She has her upper thighs beaten with the riding crop. Her thighs are whipped until she begs for it to stop. Until her hands are fists and the grimace on her face finally relents and she asks me to stop. She hates that. I pull out the Hitachi and work her cunt over. I make it so sensitive she's squirming for release. I pull out the Eroscillator and target that clit. The Hi-Def camera gets right up in her box and shows you her cunt. It shows you the Eroscillator working that clit over in fine detail. And we also see she's having a reaction to it. Shoulders all heaved upward, hands opening and closing sporadically, eyes closed, head titled back again, a look of painful discomfort on her face. Her torso bucks around and her head flops back and forth. She tests her bonds and we see a bit of drool run down her lower lip. There is exasperation and pain on her face. Her foot rocks back and forth in some unheard rhythm. I'm not sure if she likes this at all... Finally we see Ryan out back, in the garden. She's there, bound into a yoga position, elbows and wrists closely brought together. A rope around her neck forces her to lean forward slightly, placing a great amount of pressure on her back. I like to think she's Zen-ing out. A ring gag insures copious amounts of drool. Ryan is simply left in this position. To endure it until she states the safe word. As we watch her we hear chickadees singing in the background. A plane high above streaming by. Bugs and birds out and about on this early September morning. A nice day to be bound up and left in the garden. She looks fucking fantastic out here in nature. Brown skin that beckons your touch. It's so smooth and silky. Whoops, a bug just flew by and we see her freak out a little as she turns her head to follow it. She can't turn all the way around, however. Now she's a little on edge. After a few minutes her back starts to bother her. She can't lean backwards and leaning forward doesn't relieve the pressure. It's beginning to weigh on her now. We can see her tongue through the ring gag moving about; I suppose in an effort to sop up all the spit in her mouth before it runs out onto her lovely brown body. She tests her arms in the tie and tries to gain some form of comfort there; attempting to rearrange the configuration without success. Drool is running out now, copious amounts from both the upper and lower lips. We hear her breathing pick up. She starts to rock one leg and then the foot as well. Yes, things are beginning to weigh on her now. She struggles to gain some comfort. She is as stoic as she can be though. Very quiet in her discomfort. It's delicious, this type of quiet, reserved longing. Her stoic struggle. How she handles it all by herself. It's bad enough that we're all watching her.....did she just say her safe word?
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2011-Nov-3 - 27 year old Ryan starts the day off having her torso, arms and one leg tightly bound to a wooden post.
The other leg is tied off and raised toward the ceiling. Once she is bound securely in place the rarely used Fucksall makes an appearance in her cunt. Once it gets started, and we get a look at her face, one cant tell if thats a look of disgust or.....and then, I think, resignation sets in. The Fucksall hard at work pumping that pussy while she just grits her teeth in compliance. Occasionally, she leans her head back and shuts her eyes. Other times she has a look that tells you she wants this to be over with. The Hitachi comes out and starts to work her clit over. This brings more of a reaction out of her than the Fucksall did. She starts to squirm a bit now, testing her bindings. I was barely able to get a confirmation out of her that it "feels pretty good". Yes, this is a chick who loathes speaking to you. About her body, what feels good, being vulnerable in anyway. We start to see these full lips close and purse. Wet lips. Lips that are easy to imagine on your cock. Just every once in awhile, just for a second, you can see pleasure on her face and then its gone. Fleeting. She cant let go. She just cant let herself enjoy the moment. It does start to get the better of her for a moment though. We start to hear some moans, some murmurs. Except for that one leg pulled up to the ceiling, shes severely bound to the post like a board lying atop another board. She has no movement. Her eyes are closed and her head is titled back. Little sounds escape. Vulnerable sounds. But soon it turns into pain, a distraction. Her face is not one of pleasure but of discomfort. Shes now squirming to get away. The sounds she makes are those of pain. She really wants to get away now....or does she? Next up for Ryan is a strappado on the floor with her legs spread outward. Her big toes are tied off to keep her legs well spread. Her elbows are brought very close together and her wrists are then pulled up high and tied off to the ceiling. The riding crop comes out and whips her ass. And I whip that thing pretty darn hard. I make certain we get things right up to her limit. At one point I stop and ask her to look at you, The Viewer, and tell you that "my ass looks so good it must be punished". This just throws her into a tailspin. She cannot understand the thinking behind this. It also goes right at the heart of something she is very self-conscious about --talking about her body, her sexuality. It takes Ryan a good three minutes of constant encouragement with the riding crop to finally accomplish this task. And when she did it she was terribly embarrassed to do so. After punishing her ass a bit more the Hitachi gets popped onto her cunt. I make her tell me how it feels. Again, something she abhors doing. The whole process of being used in front of strangers leaves her almost paralyzed with fear and embarrassment. So I punish her even more with the riding crop in her prone position. I whip her until she has to suck in air and grit her teeth to keep from screaming out. When I place a vib on her clit she tells me it doesnt help one bit. But I leave it on there anyway --and she looks fucking gorgeous with her arms in this strappado. And thats how I leave her. Now we find Ryan in the Objectification chair. Bound in an ultimately exposed position, arms and legs spread out, breast tie and bit gag. She has her upper thighs beaten with the riding crop. Her thighs are whipped until she begs for it to stop. Until her hands are fists and the grimace on her face finally relents and she asks me to stop. She hates that. I pull out the Hitachi and work her cunt over. I make it so sensitive shes squirming for release. I pull out the Eroscillator and target that clit. The Hi-Def camera gets right up in her box and shows you her cunt. It shows you the Eroscillator working that clit over in fine detail. And we also see shes having a reaction to it. Shoulders all heaved upward, hands opening and closing sporadically, eyes closed, head titled back again, a look of painful discomfort on her face. Her torso bucks around and her head flops back and forth. She tests her bonds and we see a bit of drool run down her lower lip. There is exasperation and pain on her face. Her foot rocks back and forth in some unheard rhythm. Im not sure if she likes this at all... Finally we see Ryan out back, in the garden. Shes there, bound into a yoga position, elbows and wrists closely brought together. A rope around her neck forces her to lean forward slightly, placing a great amount of pressure on her back. I like to think shes Zen-ing out. A ring gag insures copious amounts of drool. Ryan is simply left in this position. To endure it until she states the safe word. As we watch her we hear chickadees singing in the background. A plane high above streaming by. Bugs and birds out and about on this early September morning. A nice day to be bound up and left in the garden. She looks fucking fantastic out here in nature. Brown skin that beckons your touch. Its so smooth and silky. Whoops, a bug just flew by and we see her freak out a little as she turns her head to follow it. She cant turn all the way around, however. Now shes a little on edge. After a few minutes her back starts to bother her. She cant lean backwards and leaning forward doesnt relieve the pressure. Its beginning to weigh on her now. We can see her tongue through the ring gag moving about; I suppose in an effort to sop up all the spit in her mouth before it runs out onto her lovely brown body. She tests her arms in the tie and tries to gain some form of comfort there; attempting to rearrange the configuration without success. Drool is running out now, copious amounts from both the upper and lower lips. We hear her breathing pick up. She starts to rock one leg and then the foot as well. Yes, things are beginning to weigh on her now. She struggles to gain some comfort. She is as stoic as she can be though. Very quiet in her discomfort. Its delicious, this type of quiet, reserved longing. Her stoic struggle. How she handles it all by herself. Its bad enough that were all watching her.....did she just say her safe word?
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2011-Nov-3 - Suffering Ryan
The other leg is tied off and raised toward the ceiling. Once she is bound securely in place the rarely used Fucksall makes an appearance in her cunt. Once it gets started, and we get a look at her face, one cant tell if thats a look of disgust or.....and then, I think, resignation sets in. The Fucksall hard at work pumping that pussy while she just grits her teeth in compliance. Occasionally, she leans her head back and shuts her eyes. Other times she has a look that tells you she wants this to be over with. The Hitachi comes out and starts to work her clit over. This brings more of a reaction out of her than the Fucksall did. She starts to squirm a bit now, testing her bindings. I was barely able to get a confirmation out of her that it "feels pretty good". Yes, this is a chick who loathes speaking to you. About her body, what feels good, being vulnerable in anyway. We start to see these full lips close and purse. Wet lips. Lips that are easy to imagine on your cock. Just every once in awhile, just for a second, you can see pleasure on her face and then its gone. Fleeting. She cant let go. She just cant let herself enjoy the moment. It does start to get the better of her for a moment though. We start to hear some moans, some murmurs. Except for that one leg pulled up to the ceiling, shes severely bound to the post like a board lying atop another board. She has no movement. Her eyes are closed and her head is titled back. Little sounds escape. Vulnerable sounds. But soon it turns into pain, a distraction. Her face is not one of pleasure but of discomfort. Shes now squirming to get away. The sounds she makes are those of pain. She really wants to get away now....or does she? Next up for Ryan is a strappado on the floor with her legs spread outward. Her big toes are tied off to keep her legs well spread. Her elbows are brought very close together and her wrists are then pulled up high and tied off to the ceiling. The riding crop comes out and whips her ass. And I whip that thing pretty darn hard. I make certain we get things right up to her limit. At one point I stop and ask her to look at you, The Viewer, and tell you that "my ass looks so good it must be punished". This just throws her into a tailspin. She cannot understand the thinking behind this. It also goes right at the heart of something she is very self-conscious about --talking about her body, her sexuality. It takes Ryan a good three minutes of constant encouragement with the riding crop to finally accomplish this task. And when she did it she was terribly embarrassed to do so. After punishing her ass a bit more the Hitachi gets popped onto her cunt. I make her tell me how it feels. Again, something she abhors doing. The whole process of being used in front of strangers leaves her almost paralyzed with fear and embarrassment. So I punish her even more with the riding crop in her prone position. I whip her until she has to suck in air and grit her teeth to keep from screaming out. When I place a vib on her clit she tells me it doesnt help one bit. But I leave it on there anyway --and she looks fucking gorgeous with her arms in this strappado. And thats how I leave her. Now we find Ryan in the Objectification chair. Bound in an ultimately exposed position, arms and legs spread out, breast tie and bit gag. She has her upper thighs beaten with the riding crop. Her thighs are whipped until she begs for it to stop. Until her hands are fists and the grimace on her face finally relents and she asks me to stop. She hates that. I pull out the Hitachi and work her cunt over. I make it so sensitive shes squirming for release. I pull out the Eroscillator and target that clit. The Hi-Def camera gets right up in her box and shows you her cunt. It shows you the Eroscillator working that clit over in fine detail. And we also see shes having a reaction to it. Shoulders all heaved upward, hands opening and closing sporadically, eyes closed, head titled back again, a look of painful discomfort on her face. Her torso bucks around and her head flops back and forth. She tests her bonds and we see a bit of drool run down her lower lip. There is exasperation and pain on her face. Her foot rocks back and forth in some unheard rhythm. Im not sure if she likes this at all... Finally we see Ryan out back, in the garden. Shes there, bound into a yoga position, elbows and wrists closely brought together. A rope around her neck forces her to lean forward slightly, placing a great amount of pressure on her back. I like to think shes Zen-ing out. A ring gag insures copious amounts of drool. Ryan is simply left in this position. To endure it until she states the safe word. As we watch her we hear chickadees singing in the background. A plane high above streaming by. Bugs and birds out and about on this early September morning. A nice day to be bound up and left in the garden. She looks fucking fantastic out here in nature. Brown skin that beckons your touch. Its so smooth and silky. Whoops, a bug just flew by and we see her freak out a little as she turns her head to follow it. She cant turn all the way around, however. Now shes a little on edge. After a few minutes her back starts to bother her. She cant lean backwards and leaning forward doesnt relieve the pressure. Its beginning to weigh on her now. We can see her tongue through the ring gag moving about; I suppose in an effort to sop up all the spit in her mouth before it runs out onto her lovely brown body. She tests her arms in the tie and tries to gain some form of comfort there; attempting to rearrange the configuration without success. Drool is running out now, copious amounts from both the upper and lower lips. We hear her breathing pick up. She starts to rock one leg and then the foot as well. Yes, things are beginning to weigh on her now. She struggles to gain some comfort. She is as stoic as she can be though. Very quiet in her discomfort. Its delicious, this type of quiet, reserved longing. Her stoic struggle. How she handles it all by herself. Its bad enough that were all watching her.....did she just say her safe word?
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2011-Nov-3 - Punished Ass
The other leg is tied off and raised toward the ceiling. Once she is bound securely in place the rarely used Fucksall makes an appearance in her cunt. Once it gets started, and we get a look at her face, one can't tell if that's a look of disgust or.....and then, I think, resignation sets in. The Fucksall hard at work pumping that pussy while she just grits her teeth in compliance. Occasionally, she leans her head back and shuts her eyes. Other times she has a look that tells you she wants this to be over with. The Hitachi comes out and starts to work her clit over. This brings more of a reaction out of her than the Fucksall did. She starts to squirm a bit now, testing her bindings. I was barely able to get a confirmation out of her that it "feels pretty good". Yes, this is a chick who loathes speaking to you. About her body, what feels good, being vulnerable in anyway. We start to see these full lips close and purse. Wet lips. Lips that are easy to imagine on your cock. Just every once in awhile, just for a second, you can see pleasure on her face and then it's gone. Fleeting. She can't let go. She just can't let herself enjoy the moment. It does start to get the better of her for a moment though. We start to hear some moans, some murmurs. Except for that one leg pulled up to the ceiling, she's severely bound to the post like a board lying atop another board. She has no movement. Her eyes are closed and her head is titled back. Little sounds escape. Vulnerable sounds. But soon it turns into pain, a distraction. Her face is not one of pleasure but of discomfort. She's now squirming to get away. The sounds she makes are those of pain. She really wants to get away now....or does she? Next up for Ryan is a strappado on the floor with her legs spread outward. Her big toes are tied off to keep her legs well spread. Her elbows are brought very close together and her wrists are then pulled up high and tied off to the ceiling. The riding crop comes out and whips her ass. And I whip that thing pretty darn hard. I make certain we get things right up to her limit. At one point I stop and ask her to look at you, The Viewer, and tell you that "my ass looks so good it must be punished". This just throws her into a tailspin. She cannot understand the thinking behind this. It also goes right at the heart of something she is very self-conscious about --talking about her body, her sexuality. It takes Ryan a good three minutes of constant encouragement with the riding crop to finally accomplish this task. And when she did it she was terribly embarrassed to do so. After punishing her ass a bit more the Hitachi gets popped onto her cunt. I make her tell me how it feels. Again, something she abhors doing. The whole process of being used in front of strangers leaves her almost paralyzed with fear and embarrassment. So I punish her even more with the riding crop in her prone position. I whip her until she has to suck in air and grit her teeth to keep from screaming out. When I place a vib on her clit she tells me it doesn't help one bit. But I leave it on there anyway --and she looks fucking gorgeous with her arms in this strappado. And that's how I leave her. Now we find Ryan in the Objectification chair. Bound in an ultimately exposed position, arms and legs spread out, breast tie and bit gag. She has her upper thighs beaten with the riding crop. Her thighs are whipped until she begs for it to stop. Until her hands are fists and the grimace on her face finally relents and she asks me to stop. She hates that. I pull out the Hitachi and work her cunt over. I make it so sensitive she's squirming for release. I pull out the Eroscillator and target that clit. The Hi-Def camera gets right up in her box and shows you her cunt. It shows you the Eroscillator working that clit over in fine detail. And we also see she's having a reaction to it. Shoulders all heaved upward, hands opening and closing sporadically, eyes closed, head titled back again, a look of painful discomfort on her face. Her torso bucks around and her head flops back and forth. She tests her bonds and we see a bit of drool run down her lower lip. There is exasperation and pain on her face. Her foot rocks back and forth in some unheard rhythm. I'm not sure if she likes this at all... Finally we see Ryan out back, in the garden. She's there, bound into a yoga position, elbows and wrists closely brought together. A rope around her neck forces her to lean forward slightly, placing a great amount of pressure on her back. I like to think she's Zen-ing out. A ring gag insures copious amounts of drool. Ryan is simply left in this position. To endure it until she states the safe word. As we watch her we hear chickadees singing in the background. A plane high above streaming by. Bugs and birds out and about on this early September morning. A nice day to be bound up and left in the garden. She looks fucking fantastic out here in nature. Brown skin that beckons your touch. It's so smooth and silky. Whoops, a bug just flew by and we see her freak out a little as she turns her head to follow it. She can't turn all the way around, however. Now she's a little on edge. After a few minutes her back starts to bother her. She can't lean backwards and leaning forward doesn't relieve the pressure. It's beginning to weigh on her now. We can see her tongue through the ring gag moving about; I suppose in an effort to sop up all the spit in her mouth before it runs out onto her lovely brown body. She tests her arms in the tie and tries to gain some form of comfort there; attempting to rearrange the configuration without success. Drool is running out now, copious amounts from both the upper and lower lips. We hear her breathing pick up. She starts to rock one leg and then the foot as well. Yes, things are beginning to weigh on her now. She struggles to gain some comfort. She is as stoic as she can be though. Very quiet in her discomfort. It's delicious, this type of quiet, reserved longing. Her stoic struggle. How she handles it all by herself. It's bad enough that we're all watching her.....did she just say her safe word?
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2011-Nov-3 - Roughly Fucked Ryan
The other leg is tied off and raised toward the ceiling. Once she is bound securely in place the rarely used Fucksall makes an appearance in her cunt. Once it gets started, and we get a look at her face, one can't tell if that's a look of disgust or.....and then, I think, resignation sets in. The Fucksall hard at work pumping that pussy while she just grits her teeth in compliance. Occasionally, she leans her head back and shuts her eyes. Other times she has a look that tells you she wants this to be over with. The Hitachi comes out and starts to work her clit over. This brings more of a reaction out of her than the Fucksall did. She starts to squirm a bit now, testing her bindings. I was barely able to get a confirmation out of her that it "feels pretty good". Yes, this is a chick who loathes speaking to you. About her body, what feels good, being vulnerable in anyway. We start to see these full lips close and purse. Wet lips. Lips that are easy to imagine on your cock. Just every once in awhile, just for a second, you can see pleasure on her face and then it's gone. Fleeting. She can't let go. She just can't let herself enjoy the moment. It does start to get the better of her for a moment though. We start to hear some moans, some murmurs. Except for that one leg pulled up to the ceiling, she's severely bound to the post like a board lying atop another board. She has no movement. Her eyes are closed and her head is titled back. Little sounds escape. Vulnerable sounds. But soon it turns into pain, a distraction. Her face is not one of pleasure but of discomfort. She's now squirming to get away. The sounds she makes are those of pain. She really wants to get away now....or does she? Next up for Ryan is a strappado on the floor with her legs spread outward. Her big toes are tied off to keep her legs well spread. Her elbows are brought very close together and her wrists are then pulled up high and tied off to the ceiling. The riding crop comes out and whips her ass. And I whip that thing pretty darn hard. I make certain we get things right up to her limit. At one point I stop and ask her to look at you, The Viewer, and tell you that "my ass looks so good it must be punished". This just throws her into a tailspin. She cannot understand the thinking behind this. It also goes right at the heart of something she is very self-conscious about --talking about her body, her sexuality. It takes Ryan a good three minutes of constant encouragement with the riding crop to finally accomplish this task. And when she did it she was terribly embarrassed to do so. After punishing her ass a bit more the Hitachi gets popped onto her cunt. I make her tell me how it feels. Again, something she abhors doing. The whole process of being used in front of strangers leaves her almost paralyzed with fear and embarrassment. So I punish her even more with the riding crop in her prone position. I whip her until she has to suck in air and grit her teeth to keep from screaming out. When I place a vib on her clit she tells me it doesn't help one bit. But I leave it on there anyway --and she looks fucking gorgeous with her arms in this strappado. And that's how I leave her. Now we find Ryan in the Objectification chair. Bound in an ultimately exposed position, arms and legs spread out, breast tie and bit gag. She has her upper thighs beaten with the riding crop. Her thighs are whipped until she begs for it to stop. Until her hands are fists and the grimace on her face finally relents and she asks me to stop. She hates that. I pull out the Hitachi and work her cunt over. I make it so sensitive she's squirming for release. I pull out the Eroscillator and target that clit. The Hi-Def camera gets right up in her box and shows you her cunt. It shows you the Eroscillator working that clit over in fine detail. And we also see she's having a reaction to it. Shoulders all heaved upward, hands opening and closing sporadically, eyes closed, head titled back again, a look of painful discomfort on her face. Her torso bucks around and her head flops back and forth. She tests her bonds and we see a bit of drool run down her lower lip. There is exasperation and pain on her face. Her foot rocks back and forth in some unheard rhythm. I'm not sure if she likes this at all... Finally we see Ryan out back, in the garden. She's there, bound into a yoga position, elbows and wrists closely brought together. A rope around her neck forces her to lean forward slightly, placing a great amount of pressure on her back. I like to think she's Zen-ing out. A ring gag insures copious amounts of drool. Ryan is simply left in this position. To endure it until she states the safe word. As we watch her we hear chickadees singing in the background. A plane high above streaming by. Bugs and birds out and about on this early September morning. A nice day to be bound up and left in the garden. She looks fucking fantastic out here in nature. Brown skin that beckons your touch. It's so smooth and silky. Whoops, a bug just flew by and we see her freak out a little as she turns her head to follow it. She can't turn all the way around, however. Now she's a little on edge. After a few minutes her back starts to bother her. She can't lean backwards and leaning forward doesn't relieve the pressure. It's beginning to weigh on her now. We can see her tongue through the ring gag moving about; I suppose in an effort to sop up all the spit in her mouth before it runs out onto her lovely brown body. She tests her arms in the tie and tries to gain some form of comfort there; attempting to rearrange the configuration without success. Drool is running out now, copious amounts from both the upper and lower lips. We hear her breathing pick up. She starts to rock one leg and then the foot as well. Yes, things are beginning to weigh on her now. She struggles to gain some comfort. She is as stoic as she can be though. Very quiet in her discomfort. It's delicious, this type of quiet, reserved longing. Her stoic struggle. How she handles it all by herself. It's bad enough that we're all watching her.....did she just say her safe word?
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2011-Nov-3 - Punished Babe Loves it
The other leg is tied off and raised toward the ceiling. Once she is bound securely in place the rarely used Fucksall makes an appearance in her cunt. Once it gets started, and we get a look at her face, one cant tell if thats a look of disgust or.....and then, I think, resignation sets in. The Fucksall hard at work pumping that pussy while she just grits her teeth in compliance. Occasionally, she leans her head back and shuts her eyes. Other times she has a look that tells you she wants this to be over with. The Hitachi comes out and starts to work her clit over. This brings more of a reaction out of her than the Fucksall did. She starts to squirm a bit now, testing her bindings. I was barely able to get a confirmation out of her that it "feels pretty good". Yes, this is a chick who loathes speaking to you. About her body, what feels good, being vulnerable in anyway. We start to see these full lips close and purse. Wet lips. Lips that are easy to imagine on your cock. Just every once in awhile, just for a second, you can see pleasure on her face and then its gone. Fleeting. She cant let go. She just cant let herself enjoy the moment. It does start to get the better of her for a moment though. We start to hear some moans, some murmurs. Except for that one leg pulled up to the ceiling, shes severely bound to the post like a board lying atop another board. She has no movement. Her eyes are closed and her head is titled back. Little sounds escape. Vulnerable sounds. But soon it turns into pain, a distraction. Her face is not one of pleasure but of discomfort. Shes now squirming to get away. The sounds she makes are those of pain. She really wants to get away now....or does she? Next up for Ryan is a strappado on the floor with her legs spread outward. Her big toes are tied off to keep her legs well spread. Her elbows are brought very close together and her wrists are then pulled up high and tied off to the ceiling. The riding crop comes out and whips her ass. And I whip that thing pretty darn hard. I make certain we get things right up to her limit. At one point I stop and ask her to look at you, The Viewer, and tell you that "my ass looks so good it must be punished". This just throws her into a tailspin. She cannot understand the thinking behind this. It also goes right at the heart of something she is very self-conscious about --talking about her body, her sexuality. It takes Ryan a good three minutes of constant encouragement with the riding crop to finally accomplish this task. And when she did it she was terribly embarrassed to do so. After punishing her ass a bit more the Hitachi gets popped onto her cunt. I make her tell me how it feels. Again, something she abhors doing. The whole process of being used in front of strangers leaves her almost paralyzed with fear and embarrassment. So I punish her even more with the riding crop in her prone position. I whip her until she has to suck in air and grit her teeth to keep from screaming out. When I place a vib on her clit she tells me it doesnt help one bit. But I leave it on there anyway --and she looks fucking gorgeous with her arms in this strappado. And thats how I leave her. Now we find Ryan in the Objectification chair. Bound in an ultimately exposed position, arms and legs spread out, breast tie and bit gag. She has her upper thighs beaten with the riding crop. Her thighs are whipped until she begs for it to stop. Until her hands are fists and the grimace on her face finally relents and she asks me to stop. She hates that. I pull out the Hitachi and work her cunt over. I make it so sensitive shes squirming for release. I pull out the Eroscillator and target that clit. The Hi-Def camera gets right up in her box and shows you her cunt. It shows you the Eroscillator working that clit over in fine detail. And we also see shes having a reaction to it. Shoulders all heaved upward, hands opening and closing sporadically, eyes closed, head titled back again, a look of painful discomfort on her face. Her torso bucks around and her head flops back and forth. She tests her bonds and we see a bit of drool run down her lower lip. There is exasperation and pain on her face. Her foot rocks back and forth in some unheard rhythm. Im not sure if she likes this at all... Finally we see Ryan out back, in the garden. Shes there, bound into a yoga position, elbows and wrists closely brought together. A rope around her neck forces her to lean forward slightly, placing a great amount of pressure on her back. I like to think shes Zen-ing out. A ring gag insures copious amounts of drool. Ryan is simply left in this position. To endure it until she states the safe word. As we watch her we hear chickadees singing in the background. A plane high above streaming by. Bugs and birds out and about on this early September morning. A nice day to be bound up and left in the garden. She looks fucking fantastic out here in nature. Brown skin that beckons your touch. Its so smooth and silky. Whoops, a bug just flew by and we see her freak out a little as she turns her head to follow it. She cant turn all the way around, however. Now shes a little on edge. After a few minutes her back starts to bother her. She cant lean backwards and leaning forward doesnt relieve the pressure. Its beginning to weigh on her now. We can see her tongue through the ring gag moving about; I suppose in an effort to sop up all the spit in her mouth before it runs out onto her lovely brown body. She tests her arms in the tie and tries to gain some form of comfort there; attempting to rearrange the configuration without success. Drool is running out now, copious amounts from both the upper and lower lips. We hear her breathing pick up. She starts to rock one leg and then the foot as well. Yes, things are beginning to weigh on her now. She struggles to gain some comfort. She is as stoic as she can be though. Very quiet in her discomfort. Its delicious, this type of quiet, reserved longing. Her stoic struggle. How she handles it all by herself. Its bad enough that were all watching her.....did she just say her safe word?
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2011-Nov-3 - Suffering Outside
The other leg is tied off and raised toward the ceiling. Once she is bound securely in place the rarely used Fucksall makes an appearance in her cunt. Once it gets started, and we get a look at her face, one cant tell if thats a look of disgust or.....and then, I think, resignation sets in. The Fucksall hard at work pumping that pussy while she just grits her teeth in compliance. Occasionally, she leans her head back and shuts her eyes. Other times she has a look that tells you she wants this to be over with. The Hitachi comes out and starts to work her clit over. This brings more of a reaction out of her than the Fucksall did. She starts to squirm a bit now, testing her bindings. I was barely able to get a confirmation out of her that it "feels pretty good". Yes, this is a chick who loathes speaking to you. About her body, what feels good, being vulnerable in anyway. We start to see these full lips close and purse. Wet lips. Lips that are easy to imagine on your cock. Just every once in awhile, just for a second, you can see pleasure on her face and then its gone. Fleeting. She cant let go. She just cant let herself enjoy the moment. It does start to get the better of her for a moment though. We start to hear some moans, some murmurs. Except for that one leg pulled up to the ceiling, shes severely bound to the post like a board lying atop another board. She has no movement. Her eyes are closed and her head is titled back. Little sounds escape. Vulnerable sounds. But soon it turns into pain, a distraction. Her face is not one of pleasure but of discomfort. Shes now squirming to get away. The sounds she makes are those of pain. She really wants to get away now....or does she? Next up for Ryan is a strappado on the floor with her legs spread outward. Her big toes are tied off to keep her legs well spread. Her elbows are brought very close together and her wrists are then pulled up high and tied off to the ceiling. The riding crop comes out and whips her ass. And I whip that thing pretty darn hard. I make certain we get things right up to her limit. At one point I stop and ask her to look at you, The Viewer, and tell you that "my ass looks so good it must be punished". This just throws her into a tailspin. She cannot understand the thinking behind this. It also goes right at the heart of something she is very self-conscious about --talking about her body, her sexuality. It takes Ryan a good three minutes of constant encouragement with the riding crop to finally accomplish this task. And when she did it she was terribly embarrassed to do so. After punishing her ass a bit more the Hitachi gets popped onto her cunt. I make her tell me how it feels. Again, something she abhors doing. The whole process of being used in front of strangers leaves her almost paralyzed with fear and embarrassment. So I punish her even more with the riding crop in her prone position. I whip her until she has to suck in air and grit her teeth to keep from screaming out. When I place a vib on her clit she tells me it doesnt help one bit. But I leave it on there anyway --and she looks fucking gorgeous with her arms in this strappado. And thats how I leave her. Now we find Ryan in the Objectification chair. Bound in an ultimately exposed position, arms and legs spread out, breast tie and bit gag. She has her upper thighs beaten with the riding crop. Her thighs are whipped until she begs for it to stop. Until her hands are fists and the grimace on her face finally relents and she asks me to stop. She hates that. I pull out the Hitachi and work her cunt over. I make it so sensitive shes squirming for release. I pull out the Eroscillator and target that clit. The Hi-Def camera gets right up in her box and shows you her cunt. It shows you the Eroscillator working that clit over in fine detail. And we also see shes having a reaction to it. Shoulders all heaved upward, hands opening and closing sporadically, eyes closed, head titled back again, a look of painful discomfort on her face. Her torso bucks around and her head flops back and forth. She tests her bonds and we see a bit of drool run down her lower lip. There is exasperation and pain on her face. Her foot rocks back and forth in some unheard rhythm. Im not sure if she likes this at all... Finally we see Ryan out back, in the garden. Shes there, bound into a yoga position, elbows and wrists closely brought together. A rope around her neck forces her to lean forward slightly, placing a great amount of pressure on her back. I like to think shes Zen-ing out. A ring gag insures copious amounts of drool. Ryan is simply left in this position. To endure it until she states the safe word. As we watch her we hear chickadees singing in the background. A plane high above streaming by. Bugs and birds out and about on this early September morning. A nice day to be bound up and left in the garden. She looks fucking fantastic out here in nature. Brown skin that beckons your touch. Its so smooth and silky. Whoops, a bug just flew by and we see her freak out a little as she turns her head to follow it. She cant turn all the way around, however. Now shes a little on edge. After a few minutes her back starts to bother her. She cant lean backwards and leaning forward doesnt relieve the pressure. Its beginning to weigh on her now. We can see her tongue through the ring gag moving about; I suppose in an effort to sop up all the spit in her mouth before it runs out onto her lovely brown body. She tests her arms in the tie and tries to gain some form of comfort there; attempting to rearrange the configuration without success. Drool is running out now, copious amounts from both the upper and lower lips. We hear her breathing pick up. She starts to rock one leg and then the foot as well. Yes, things are beginning to weigh on her now. She struggles to gain some comfort. She is as stoic as she can be though. Very quiet in her discomfort. Its delicious, this type of quiet, reserved longing. Her stoic struggle. How she handles it all by herself. Its bad enough that were all watching her.....did she just say her safe word?
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2011-Nov-3 - Frogtie Caning
Then I bring the wrists up high and tie them off to a rope winding above her breasts. Once thats in place she gets her neck tied off to the ceiling while she stands on her tip toes. Lovely. From this position we get to hear what Elise has been up to lately. After peppering her with several personal questions I get busy seeing whether or not she is ticklish. I grab one foot and hold it still. I take the sharp end of a cane and begin lightly running it down the bottom of that foot. Yes, she is ticklish. She is hoping around now, on that one free foot. Which, of course, is still up on its tippy toes. A little dance if you will. Oh, and those toenails are all painted up nice and red. After toying with her a bit the focus turns toward caning her ass. Her perfect ass. So thats what happens. She seems to like it as she smiles through the whole thing. In spite of the pain, in spite of the obvious anguish she still seems to keep that smile. I mean, she actually starts to quiver there for a bit. After punishing her ass I pull up a stool and sit next to her, still strung up by the neck. I tell her to sit in my lap. She obviously cant believe what I just asked her since she will choke herself doing so. But I insist and she gives it a go. Yep, the rope is too short. Finally I take her down, have her sit in my lap and stick the vaginal stimulator in her box. That gets hooked up to the e-Stim device and Elise gets her first experience with electricity in her pussy. We run through several settings giving her pussy a good shocking. Then out with the Hitachi. Her pussy gets shocked and vibed until she cant take it anymore. Next up for Elise is a little time in a latex vacuum bed. But before placing her in there she gets the vaginal stimulator re-inserted and a tight crotch rope installed. A breast tie rounds out the decoration. Then into the bed. Her crotch rope is so tight she cant bend over. Once inside we seal her in and watch as the air is removed. The latex molds to her body like a second skin. She looks fantastic, amazing. Every nuance of her skin, her body, the ropes --even the fineness of her hair-- can be seen in perfect detail. The latex having molded itself so supremely to her body. So then I turn on the electricity. I send waves of power to her cunt. I shock it. I keep the power turned up the whole time. And then I bring out the Hitachi and vibe her pussy through the latex and through the crotch rope. She moans to the bittersweet pleasure. The frustration of the crotch rope combined with the sensual feel of the latex sends her into a crazed sort of bliss. She moans rather incessantly. She quivers. And we see it all in fine detail. Right through the latex. I bring her to the brink of orgasm several times. But instead of letting her orgasm she has been told to ask me to turn the power up in her pussy. And thats what I do. Orgasm denied. Finally, when she was ready to have one again I told her that if she asked me real nicely I would let her. So when the time came she did just that. She very nicely asked me if she could cum. I changed my mind. Orgasm denied. By this time the power to her pussy has been turned up so high that she cannot have an orgasm even if she wanted to. The desperate sounds emanating from her are constant. I lay the Hitachi in her crotch and leave her. Orgasms denied. Elise is now found with her arms bound to her legs. The elbows are tied at the knee and the wrists are tied at the ankles. A ring gag gets placed in her face hole. The Fucksall comes out and briefly terrorizes her. Each time it comes on the lights dim. A little intimidating I think. Shes then leaned back against the wall and her legs are tied up and outward back to the wall. Now she is exposed. The Fucksall makes an entrance. It starts to work her cunt over. Its brutal. So fast. It can pound that cunt at 150 thrusts a minute. We watch it. Up close. Relentlessly thrusting. Turning her insides to jello. I take a very brief reprieve and pull it out. I take the opportunity to wipe the business end on her face, under her nose. I make her stick her tongue through the ring gag to lick it. Then back to fucking her. You see the whole thigh quiver as it pounds her box. The lights dim a bit and she constantly moans, trance like. I stop briefly and, in spite of the ring gag, make her tell me how it feels. How it feels to be pounded by this mechanical device. Then back to the fucking. She actually screams several times, when the Fucksall is at its highest TPM. When I finally stop she gasps. I waste no time getting the Hitachi on her clit. When it becomes too much for her I take the riding crop and beat the back of her thighs. Afterward, the small Hitachi gets popped on her clit. She lets us know she could cum from it. Oh my god, youd think she was over there dying or something. Apparently it feels good? I mean, it sounds like shes suffering. As a reprieve I stop and tickle the bottom of her feet before finally caning her ass. Once caned she gets the Eroscillator put on her clit. She again lets us know she can cum from the vib. But of course, thats denied. And when she is at the pinnacle of need I grab a clothespin and clip her clit with it. Then vib the clothespin. I torture that little clit. I manipulate it with the clothespin. Once I can see the little clit in there I take the Eroscillator to it. I mean thats got to hurt. It sure sounded like it hurt. Judging from her reaction Id say it hurt. When I went to remove the clothespin I tugged it off. Then I vibbed it again. She was shaking. One leg was off kicking like it had a mind of its own. So I stopped and clothespined both poo lips and then stuck the Hitachi on her cunt until she was screaming hysterically. She needed a moment to pull herself back together. Finally we find Elise hanging from the ceiling in a suspension. Shes horizontal, face down. Given that her ass is face up it gets canned once more. And after some delicious red marks are left I take a ruler to her ass --like what they used in Catholic school. Her ass is so perfect it simply must be punished. So it gets whacked with the ruler. And once I have that ass plenty red I spend a little time tickling her. Her whole body. From the bottom of her feet to the sides of her torso. She gets worked over in spite of all the bucking around she does to escape it. But then its time for Big Blue. She let me know it was the biggest thing shes ever had in her pussy. So I fuck her hard with it. I make her tell me how she likes it while fucking her with it. I fuck her so hard with it that juice runs out her hole. It makes a little river down, or, rather, up her waist toward her belly button. It has a mind of its own. Now that everything is all wet from her cunt I make her ask me to wipe Big Blue on her face. I get it all shiny. Then out comes the Hitachi on her clit. I work it over until she begs for an orgasm. This time she gets it. Two of them in fairly quick succession. Her cunt is wet and juicy.
Clean your jack-off towel cause youre gonna need a fresh one for this update.
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2011-Nov-3 - Vacuum Bed Fun
Then I bring the wrists up high and tie them off to a rope winding above her breasts. Once thats in place she gets her neck tied off to the ceiling while she stands on her tip toes. Lovely. From this position we get to hear what Elise has been up to lately. After peppering her with several personal questions I get busy seeing whether or not she is ticklish. I grab one foot and hold it still. I take the sharp end of a cane and begin lightly running it down the bottom of that foot. Yes, she is ticklish. She is hoping around now, on that one free foot. Which, of course, is still up on its tippy toes. A little dance if you will. Oh, and those toenails are all painted up nice and red. After toying with her a bit the focus turns toward caning her ass. Her perfect ass. So thats what happens. She seems to like it as she smiles through the whole thing. In spite of the pain, in spite of the obvious anguish she still seems to keep that smile. I mean, she actually starts to quiver there for a bit. After punishing her ass I pull up a stool and sit next to her, still strung up by the neck. I tell her to sit in my lap. She obviously cant believe what I just asked her since she will choke herself doing so. But I insist and she gives it a go. Yep, the rope is too short. Finally I take her down, have her sit in my lap and stick the vaginal stimulator in her box. That gets hooked up to the e-Stim device and Elise gets her first experience with electricity in her pussy. We run through several settings giving her pussy a good shocking. Then out with the Hitachi. Her pussy gets shocked and vibed until she cant take it anymore. Next up for Elise is a little time in a latex vacuum bed. But before placing her in there she gets the vaginal stimulator re-inserted and a tight crotch rope installed. A breast tie rounds out the decoration. Then into the bed. Her crotch rope is so tight she cant bend over. Once inside we seal her in and watch as the air is removed. The latex molds to her body like a second skin. She looks fantastic, amazing. Every nuance of her skin, her body, the ropes --even the fineness of her hair-- can be seen in perfect detail. The latex having molded itself so supremely to her body. So then I turn on the electricity. I send waves of power to her cunt. I shock it. I keep the power turned up the whole time. And then I bring out the Hitachi and vibe her pussy through the latex and through the crotch rope. She moans to the bittersweet pleasure. The frustration of the crotch rope combined with the sensual feel of the latex sends her into a crazed sort of bliss. She moans rather incessantly. She quivers. And we see it all in fine detail. Right through the latex. I bring her to the brink of orgasm several times. But instead of letting her orgasm she has been told to ask me to turn the power up in her pussy. And thats what I do. Orgasm denied. Finally, when she was ready to have one again I told her that if she asked me real nicely I would let her. So when the time came she did just that. She very nicely asked me if she could cum. I changed my mind. Orgasm denied. By this time the power to her pussy has been turned up so high that she cannot have an orgasm even if she wanted to. The desperate sounds emanating from her are constant. I lay the Hitachi in her crotch and leave her. Orgasms denied. Elise is now found with her arms bound to her legs. The elbows are tied at the knee and the wrists are tied at the ankles. A ring gag gets placed in her face hole. The Fucksall comes out and briefly terrorizes her. Each time it comes on the lights dim. A little intimidating I think. Shes then leaned back against the wall and her legs are tied up and outward back to the wall. Now she is exposed. The Fucksall makes an entrance. It starts to work her cunt over. Its brutal. So fast. It can pound that cunt at 150 thrusts a minute. We watch it. Up close. Relentlessly thrusting. Turning her insides to jello. I take a very brief reprieve and pull it out. I take the opportunity to wipe the business end on her face, under her nose. I make her stick her tongue through the ring gag to lick it. Then back to fucking her. You see the whole thigh quiver as it pounds her box. The lights dim a bit and she constantly moans, trance like. I stop briefly and, in spite of the ring gag, make her tell me how it feels. How it feels to be pounded by this mechanical device. Then back to the fucking. She actually screams several times, when the Fucksall is at its highest TPM. When I finally stop she gasps. I waste no time getting the Hitachi on her clit. When it becomes too much for her I take the riding crop and beat the back of her thighs. Afterward, the small Hitachi gets popped on her clit. She lets us know she could cum from it. Oh my god, youd think she was over there dying or something. Apparently it feels good? I mean, it sounds like shes suffering. As a reprieve I stop and tickle the bottom of her feet before finally caning her ass. Once caned she gets the Eroscillator put on her clit. She again lets us know she can cum from the vib. But of course, thats denied. And when she is at the pinnacle of need I grab a clothespin and clip her clit with it. Then vib the clothespin. I torture that little clit. I manipulate it with the clothespin. Once I can see the little clit in there I take the Eroscillator to it. I mean thats got to hurt. It sure sounded like it hurt. Judging from her reaction Id say it hurt. When I went to remove the clothespin I tugged it off. Then I vibbed it again. She was shaking. One leg was off kicking like it had a mind of its own. So I stopped and clothespined both poo lips and then stuck the Hitachi on her cunt until she was screaming hysterically. She needed a moment to pull herself back together. Finally we find Elise hanging from the ceiling in a suspension. Shes horizontal, face down. Given that her ass is face up it gets canned once more. And after some delicious red marks are left I take a ruler to her ass --like what they used in Catholic school. Her ass is so perfect it simply must be punished. So it gets whacked with the ruler. And once I have that ass plenty red I spend a little time tickling her. Her whole body. From the bottom of her feet to the sides of her torso. She gets worked over in spite of all the bucking around she does to escape it. But then its time for Big Blue. She let me know it was the biggest thing shes ever had in her pussy. So I fuck her hard with it. I make her tell me how she likes it while fucking her with it. I fuck her so hard with it that juice runs out her hole. It makes a little river down, or, rather, up her waist toward her belly button. It has a mind of its own. Now that everything is all wet from her cunt I make her ask me to wipe Big Blue on her face. I get it all shiny. Then out comes the Hitachi on her clit. I work it over until she begs for an orgasm. This time she gets it. Two of them in fairly quick succession. Her cunt is wet and juicy.
Clean your jack-off towel cause youre gonna need a fresh one for this update.
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2011-Nov-3 - Things get rolling for Elise by first binding her elbows and wrists together behind her back.
Then I bring the wrists up high and tie them off to a rope winding above her breasts. Once thats in place she gets her neck tied off to the ceiling while she stands on her tip toes. Lovely. From this position we get to hear what Elise has been up to lately. After peppering her with several personal questions I get busy seeing whether or not she is ticklish. I grab one foot and hold it still. I take the sharp end of a cane and begin lightly running it down the bottom of that foot. Yes, she is ticklish. She is hoping around now, on that one free foot. Which, of course, is still up on its tippy toes. A little dance if you will. Oh, and those toenails are all painted up nice and red. After toying with her a bit the focus turns toward caning her ass. Her perfect ass. So thats what happens. She seems to like it as she smiles through the whole thing. In spite of the pain, in spite of the obvious anguish she still seems to keep that smile. I mean, she actually starts to quiver there for a bit. After punishing her ass I pull up a stool and sit next to her, still strung up by the neck. I tell her to sit in my lap. She obviously cant believe what I just asked her since she will choke herself doing so. But I insist and she gives it a go. Yep, the rope is too short. Finally I take her down, have her sit in my lap and stick the vaginal stimulator in her box. That gets hooked up to the e-Stim device and Elise gets her first experience with electricity in her pussy. We run through several settings giving her pussy a good shocking. Then out with the Hitachi. Her pussy gets shocked and vibed until she cant take it anymore. Next up for Elise is a little time in a latex vacuum bed. But before placing her in there she gets the vaginal stimulator re-inserted and a tight crotch rope installed. A breast tie rounds out the decoration. Then into the bed. Her crotch rope is so tight she cant bend over. Once inside we seal her in and watch as the air is removed. The latex molds to her body like a second skin. She looks fantastic, amazing. Every nuance of her skin, her body, the ropes --even the fineness of her hair-- can be seen in perfect detail. The latex having molded itself so supremely to her body. So then I turn on the electricity. I send waves of power to her cunt. I shock it. I keep the power turned up the whole time. And then I bring out the Hitachi and vibe her pussy through the latex and through the crotch rope. She moans to the bittersweet pleasure. The frustration of the crotch rope combined with the sensual feel of the latex sends her into a crazed sort of bliss. She moans rather incessantly. She quivers. And we see it all in fine detail. Right through the latex. I bring her to the brink of orgasm several times. But instead of letting her orgasm she has been told to ask me to turn the power up in her pussy. And thats what I do. Orgasm denied. Finally, when she was ready to have one again I told her that if she asked me real nicely I would let her. So when the time came she did just that. She very nicely asked me if she could cum. I changed my mind. Orgasm denied. By this time the power to her pussy has been turned up so high that she cannot have an orgasm even if she wanted to. The desperate sounds emanating from her are constant. I lay the Hitachi in her crotch and leave her. Orgasms denied. Elise is now found with her arms bound to her legs. The elbows are tied at the knee and the wrists are tied at the ankles. A ring gag gets placed in her face hole. The Fucksall comes out and briefly terrorizes her. Each time it comes on the lights dim. A little intimidating I think. Shes then leaned back against the wall and her legs are tied up and outward back to the wall. Now she is exposed. The Fucksall makes an entrance. It starts to work her cunt over. Its brutal. So fast. It can pound that cunt at 150 thrusts a minute. We watch it. Up close. Relentlessly thrusting. Turning her insides to jello. I take a very brief reprieve and pull it out. I take the opportunity to wipe the business end on her face, under her nose. I make her stick her tongue through the ring gag to lick it. Then back to fucking her. You see the whole thigh quiver as it pounds her box. The lights dim a bit and she constantly moans, trance like. I stop briefly and, in spite of the ring gag, make her tell me how it feels. How it feels to be pounded by this mechanical device. Then back to the fucking. She actually screams several times, when the Fucksall is at its highest TPM. When I finally stop she gasps. I waste no time getting the Hitachi on her clit. When it becomes too much for her I take the riding crop and beat the back of her thighs. Afterward, the small Hitachi gets popped on her clit. She lets us know she could cum from it. Oh my god, youd think she was over there dying or something. Apparently it feels good? I mean, it sounds like shes suffering. As a reprieve I stop and tickle the bottom of her feet before finally caning her ass. Once caned she gets the Eroscillator put on her clit. She again lets us know she can cum from the vib. But of course, thats denied. And when she is at the pinnacle of need I grab a clothespin and clip her clit with it. Then vib the clothespin. I torture that little clit. I manipulate it with the clothespin. Once I can see the little clit in there I take the Eroscillator to it. I mean thats got to hurt. It sure sounded like it hurt. Judging from her reaction Id say it hurt. When I went to remove the clothespin I tugged it off. Then I vibbed it again. She was shaking. One leg was off kicking like it had a mind of its own. So I stopped and clothespined both poo lips and then stuck the Hitachi on her cunt until she was screaming hysterically. She needed a moment to pull herself back together. Finally we find Elise hanging from the ceiling in a suspension. Shes horizontal, face down. Given that her ass is face up it gets canned once more. And after some delicious red marks are left I take a ruler to her ass --like what they used in Catholic school. Her ass is so perfect it simply must be punished. So it gets whacked with the ruler. And once I have that ass plenty red I spend a little time tickling her. Her whole body. From the bottom of her feet to the sides of her torso. She gets worked over in spite of all the bucking around she does to escape it. But then its time for Big Blue. She let me know it was the biggest thing shes ever had in her pussy. So I fuck her hard with it. I make her tell me how she likes it while fucking her with it. I fuck her so hard with it that juice runs out her hole. It makes a little river down, or, rather, up her waist toward her belly button. It has a mind of its own. Now that everything is all wet from her cunt I make her ask me to wipe Big Blue on her face. I get it all shiny. Then out comes the Hitachi on her clit. I work it over until she begs for an orgasm. This time she gets it. Two of them in fairly quick succession. Her cunt is wet and juicy.
Clean your jack-off towel cause youre gonna need a fresh one for this update.
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2011-Nov-3 - Suspension Abuse
Then I bring the wrists up high and tie them off to a rope winding above her breasts. Once thats in place she gets her neck tied off to the ceiling while she stands on her tip toes. Lovely. From this position we get to hear what Elise has been up to lately. After peppering her with several personal questions I get busy seeing whether or not she is ticklish. I grab one foot and hold it still. I take the sharp end of a cane and begin lightly running it down the bottom of that foot. Yes, she is ticklish. She is hoping around now, on that one free foot. Which, of course, is still up on its tippy toes. A little dance if you will. Oh, and those toenails are all painted up nice and red. After toying with her a bit the focus turns toward caning her ass. Her perfect ass. So thats what happens. She seems to like it as she smiles through the whole thing. In spite of the pain, in spite of the obvious anguish she still seems to keep that smile. I mean, she actually starts to quiver there for a bit. After punishing her ass I pull up a stool and sit next to her, still strung up by the neck. I tell her to sit in my lap. She obviously cant believe what I just asked her since she will choke herself doing so. But I insist and she gives it a go. Yep, the rope is too short. Finally I take her down, have her sit in my lap and stick the vaginal stimulator in her box. That gets hooked up to the e-Stim device and Elise gets her first experience with electricity in her pussy. We run through several settings giving her pussy a good shocking. Then out with the Hitachi. Her pussy gets shocked and vibed until she cant take it anymore. Next up for Elise is a little time in a latex vacuum bed. But before placing her in there she gets the vaginal stimulator re-inserted and a tight crotch rope installed. A breast tie rounds out the decoration. Then into the bed. Her crotch rope is so tight she cant bend over. Once inside we seal her in and watch as the air is removed. The latex molds to her body like a second skin. She looks fantastic, amazing. Every nuance of her skin, her body, the ropes --even the fineness of her hair-- can be seen in perfect detail. The latex having molded itself so supremely to her body. So then I turn on the electricity. I send waves of power to her cunt. I shock it. I keep the power turned up the whole time. And then I bring out the Hitachi and vibe her pussy through the latex and through the crotch rope. She moans to the bittersweet pleasure. The frustration of the crotch rope combined with the sensual feel of the latex sends her into a crazed sort of bliss. She moans rather incessantly. She quivers. And we see it all in fine detail. Right through the latex. I bring her to the brink of orgasm several times. But instead of letting her orgasm she has been told to ask me to turn the power up in her pussy. And thats what I do. Orgasm denied. Finally, when she was ready to have one again I told her that if she asked me real nicely I would let her. So when the time came she did just that. She very nicely asked me if she could cum. I changed my mind. Orgasm denied. By this time the power to her pussy has been turned up so high that she cannot have an orgasm even if she wanted to. The desperate sounds emanating from her are constant. I lay the Hitachi in her crotch and leave her. Orgasms denied. Elise is now found with her arms bound to her legs. The elbows are tied at the knee and the wrists are tied at the ankles. A ring gag gets placed in her face hole. The Fucksall comes out and briefly terrorizes her. Each time it comes on the lights dim. A little intimidating I think. Shes then leaned back against the wall and her legs are tied up and outward back to the wall. Now she is exposed. The Fucksall makes an entrance. It starts to work her cunt over. Its brutal. So fast. It can pound that cunt at 150 thrusts a minute. We watch it. Up close. Relentlessly thrusting. Turning her insides to jello. I take a very brief reprieve and pull it out. I take the opportunity to wipe the business end on her face, under her nose. I make her stick her tongue through the ring gag to lick it. Then back to fucking her. You see the whole thigh quiver as it pounds her box. The lights dim a bit and she constantly moans, trance like. I stop briefly and, in spite of the ring gag, make her tell me how it feels. How it feels to be pounded by this mechanical device. Then back to the fucking. She actually screams several times, when the Fucksall is at its highest TPM. When I finally stop she gasps. I waste no time getting the Hitachi on her clit. When it becomes too much for her I take the riding crop and beat the back of her thighs. Afterward, the small Hitachi gets popped on her clit. She lets us know she could cum from it. Oh my god, youd think she was over there dying or something. Apparently it feels good? I mean, it sounds like shes suffering. As a reprieve I stop and tickle the bottom of her feet before finally caning her ass. Once caned she gets the Eroscillator put on her clit. She again lets us know she can cum from the vib. But of course, thats denied. And when she is at the pinnacle of need I grab a clothespin and clip her clit with it. Then vib the clothespin. I torture that little clit. I manipulate it with the clothespin. Once I can see the little clit in there I take the Eroscillator to it. I mean thats got to hurt. It sure sounded like it hurt. Judging from her reaction Id say it hurt. When I went to remove the clothespin I tugged it off. Then I vibbed it again. She was shaking. One leg was off kicking like it had a mind of its own. So I stopped and clothespined both poo lips and then stuck the Hitachi on her cunt until she was screaming hysterically. She needed a moment to pull herself back together. Finally we find Elise hanging from the ceiling in a suspension. Shes horizontal, face down. Given that her ass is face up it gets canned once more. And after some delicious red marks are left I take a ruler to her ass --like what they used in Catholic school. Her ass is so perfect it simply must be punished. So it gets whacked with the ruler. And once I have that ass plenty red I spend a little time tickling her. Her whole body. From the bottom of her feet to the sides of her torso. She gets worked over in spite of all the bucking around she does to escape it. But then its time for Big Blue. She let me know it was the biggest thing shes ever had in her pussy. So I fuck her hard with it. I make her tell me how she likes it while fucking her with it. I fuck her so hard with it that juice runs out her hole. It makes a little river down, or, rather, up her waist toward her belly button. It has a mind of its own. Now that everything is all wet from her cunt I make her ask me to wipe Big Blue on her face. I get it all shiny. Then out comes the Hitachi on her clit. I work it over until she begs for an orgasm. This time she gets it. Two of them in fairly quick succession. Her cunt is wet and juicy.
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2011-Nov-3 - Clit Torture
Then I bring the wrists up high and tie them off to a rope winding above her breasts. Once thats in place she gets her neck tied off to the ceiling while she stands on her tip toes. Lovely. From this position we get to hear what Elise has been up to lately. After peppering her with several personal questions I get busy seeing whether or not she is ticklish. I grab one foot and hold it still. I take the sharp end of a cane and begin lightly running it down the bottom of that foot. Yes, she is ticklish. She is hoping around now, on that one free foot. Which, of course, is still up on its tippy toes. A little dance if you will. Oh, and those toenails are all painted up nice and red. After toying with her a bit the focus turns toward caning her ass. Her perfect ass. So thats what happens. She seems to like it as she smiles through the whole thing. In spite of the pain, in spite of the obvious anguish she still seems to keep that smile. I mean, she actually starts to quiver there for a bit. After punishing her ass I pull up a stool and sit next to her, still strung up by the neck. I tell her to sit in my lap. She obviously cant believe what I just asked her since she will choke herself doing so. But I insist and she gives it a go. Yep, the rope is too short. Finally I take her down, have her sit in my lap and stick the vaginal stimulator in her box. That gets hooked up to the e-Stim device and Elise gets her first experience with electricity in her pussy. We run through several settings giving her pussy a good shocking. Then out with the Hitachi. Her pussy gets shocked and vibed until she cant take it anymore. Next up for Elise is a little time in a latex vacuum bed. But before placing her in there she gets the vaginal stimulator re-inserted and a tight crotch rope installed. A breast tie rounds out the decoration. Then into the bed. Her crotch rope is so tight she cant bend over. Once inside we seal her in and watch as the air is removed. The latex molds to her body like a second skin. She looks fantastic, amazing. Every nuance of her skin, her body, the ropes --even the fineness of her hair-- can be seen in perfect detail. The latex having molded itself so supremely to her body. So then I turn on the electricity. I send waves of power to her cunt. I shock it. I keep the power turned up the whole time. And then I bring out the Hitachi and vibe her pussy through the latex and through the crotch rope. She moans to the bittersweet pleasure. The frustration of the crotch rope combined with the sensual feel of the latex sends her into a crazed sort of bliss. She moans rather incessantly. She quivers. And we see it all in fine detail. Right through the latex. I bring her to the brink of orgasm several times. But instead of letting her orgasm she has been told to ask me to turn the power up in her pussy. And thats what I do. Orgasm denied. Finally, when she was ready to have one again I told her that if she asked me real nicely I would let her. So when the time came she did just that. She very nicely asked me if she could cum. I changed my mind. Orgasm denied. By this time the power to her pussy has been turned up so high that she cannot have an orgasm even if she wanted to. The desperate sounds emanating from her are constant. I lay the Hitachi in her crotch and leave her. Orgasms denied. Elise is now found with her arms bound to her legs. The elbows are tied at the knee and the wrists are tied at the ankles. A ring gag gets placed in her face hole. The Fucksall comes out and briefly terrorizes her. Each time it comes on the lights dim. A little intimidating I think. Shes then leaned back against the wall and her legs are tied up and outward back to the wall. Now she is exposed. The Fucksall makes an entrance. It starts to work her cunt over. Its brutal. So fast. It can pound that cunt at 150 thrusts a minute. We watch it. Up close. Relentlessly thrusting. Turning her insides to jello. I take a very brief reprieve and pull it out. I take the opportunity to wipe the business end on her face, under her nose. I make her stick her tongue through the ring gag to lick it. Then back to fucking her. You see the whole thigh quiver as it pounds her box. The lights dim a bit and she constantly moans, trance like. I stop briefly and, in spite of the ring gag, make her tell me how it feels. How it feels to be pounded by this mechanical device. Then back to the fucking. She actually screams several times, when the Fucksall is at its highest TPM. When I finally stop she gasps. I waste no time getting the Hitachi on her clit. When it becomes too much for her I take the riding crop and beat the back of her thighs. Afterward, the small Hitachi gets popped on her clit. She lets us know she could cum from it. Oh my god, youd think she was over there dying or something. Apparently it feels good? I mean, it sounds like shes suffering. As a reprieve I stop and tickle the bottom of her feet before finally caning her ass. Once caned she gets the Eroscillator put on her clit. She again lets us know she can cum from the vib. But of course, thats denied. And when she is at the pinnacle of need I grab a clothespin and clip her clit with it. Then vib the clothespin. I torture that little clit. I manipulate it with the clothespin. Once I can see the little clit in there I take the Eroscillator to it. I mean thats got to hurt. It sure sounded like it hurt. Judging from her reaction Id say it hurt. When I went to remove the clothespin I tugged it off. Then I vibbed it again. She was shaking. One leg was off kicking like it had a mind of its own. So I stopped and clothespined both poo lips and then stuck the Hitachi on her cunt until she was screaming hysterically. She needed a moment to pull herself back together. Finally we find Elise hanging from the ceiling in a suspension. Shes horizontal, face down. Given that her ass is face up it gets canned once more. And after some delicious red marks are left I take a ruler to her ass --like what they used in Catholic school. Her ass is so perfect it simply must be punished. So it gets whacked with the ruler. And once I have that ass plenty red I spend a little time tickling her. Her whole body. From the bottom of her feet to the sides of her torso. She gets worked over in spite of all the bucking around she does to escape it. But then its time for Big Blue. She let me know it was the biggest thing shes ever had in her pussy. So I fuck her hard with it. I make her tell me how she likes it while fucking her with it. I fuck her so hard with it that juice runs out her hole. It makes a little river down, or, rather, up her waist toward her belly button. It has a mind of its own. Now that everything is all wet from her cunt I make her ask me to wipe Big Blue on her face. I get it all shiny. Then out comes the Hitachi on her clit. I work it over until she begs for an orgasm. This time she gets it. Two of them in fairly quick succession. Her cunt is wet and juicy.
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2011-Nov-3 - Vacuum Bed Fetish
Then I bring the wrists up high and tie them off to a rope winding above her breasts. Once thats in place she gets her neck tied off to the ceiling while she stands on her tip toes. Lovely. From this position we get to hear what Elise has been up to lately. After peppering her with several personal questions I get busy seeing whether or not she is ticklish. I grab one foot and hold it still. I take the sharp end of a cane and begin lightly running it down the bottom of that foot. Yes, she is ticklish. She is hoping around now, on that one free foot. Which, of course, is still up on its tippy toes. A little dance if you will. Oh, and those toenails are all painted up nice and red. After toying with her a bit the focus turns toward caning her ass. Her perfect ass. So thats what happens. She seems to like it as she smiles through the whole thing. In spite of the pain, in spite of the obvious anguish she still seems to keep that smile. I mean, she actually starts to quiver there for a bit. After punishing her ass I pull up a stool and sit next to her, still strung up by the neck. I tell her to sit in my lap. She obviously cant believe what I just asked her since she will choke herself doing so. But I insist and she gives it a go. Yep, the rope is too short. Finally I take her down, have her sit in my lap and stick the vaginal stimulator in her box. That gets hooked up to the e-Stim device and Elise gets her first experience with electricity in her pussy. We run through several settings giving her pussy a good shocking. Then out with the Hitachi. Her pussy gets shocked and vibed until she cant take it anymore. Next up for Elise is a little time in a latex vacuum bed. But before placing her in there she gets the vaginal stimulator re-inserted and a tight crotch rope installed. A breast tie rounds out the decoration. Then into the bed. Her crotch rope is so tight she cant bend over. Once inside we seal her in and watch as the air is removed. The latex molds to her body like a second skin. She looks fantastic, amazing. Every nuance of her skin, her body, the ropes --even the fineness of her hair-- can be seen in perfect detail. The latex having molded itself so supremely to her body. So then I turn on the electricity. I send waves of power to her cunt. I shock it. I keep the power turned up the whole time. And then I bring out the Hitachi and vibe her pussy through the latex and through the crotch rope. She moans to the bittersweet pleasure. The frustration of the crotch rope combined with the sensual feel of the latex sends her into a crazed sort of bliss. She moans rather incessantly. She quivers. And we see it all in fine detail. Right through the latex. I bring her to the brink of orgasm several times. But instead of letting her orgasm she has been told to ask me to turn the power up in her pussy. And thats what I do. Orgasm denied. Finally, when she was ready to have one again I told her that if she asked me real nicely I would let her. So when the time came she did just that. She very nicely asked me if she could cum. I changed my mind. Orgasm denied. By this time the power to her pussy has been turned up so high that she cannot have an orgasm even if she wanted to. The desperate sounds emanating from her are constant. I lay the Hitachi in her crotch and leave her. Orgasms denied. Elise is now found with her arms bound to her legs. The elbows are tied at the knee and the wrists are tied at the ankles. A ring gag gets placed in her face hole. The Fucksall comes out and briefly terrorizes her. Each time it comes on the lights dim. A little intimidating I think. Shes then leaned back against the wall and her legs are tied up and outward back to the wall. Now she is exposed. The Fucksall makes an entrance. It starts to work her cunt over. Its brutal. So fast. It can pound that cunt at 150 thrusts a minute. We watch it. Up close. Relentlessly thrusting. Turning her insides to jello. I take a very brief reprieve and pull it out. I take the opportunity to wipe the business end on her face, under her nose. I make her stick her tongue through the ring gag to lick it. Then back to fucking her. You see the whole thigh quiver as it pounds her box. The lights dim a bit and she constantly moans, trance like. I stop briefly and, in spite of the ring gag, make her tell me how it feels. How it feels to be pounded by this mechanical device. Then back to the fucking. She actually screams several times, when the Fucksall is at its highest TPM. When I finally stop she gasps. I waste no time getting the Hitachi on her clit. When it becomes too much for her I take the riding crop and beat the back of her thighs. Afterward, the small Hitachi gets popped on her clit. She lets us know she could cum from it. Oh my god, youd think she was over there dying or something. Apparently it feels good? I mean, it sounds like shes suffering. As a reprieve I stop and tickle the bottom of her feet before finally caning her ass. Once caned she gets the Eroscillator put on her clit. She again lets us know she can cum from the vib. But of course, thats denied. And when she is at the pinnacle of need I grab a clothespin and clip her clit with it. Then vib the clothespin. I torture that little clit. I manipulate it with the clothespin. Once I can see the little clit in there I take the Eroscillator to it. I mean thats got to hurt. It sure sounded like it hurt. Judging from her reaction Id say it hurt. When I went to remove the clothespin I tugged it off. Then I vibbed it again. She was shaking. One leg was off kicking like it had a mind of its own. So I stopped and clothespined both poo lips and then stuck the Hitachi on her cunt until she was screaming hysterically. She needed a moment to pull herself back together. Finally we find Elise hanging from the ceiling in a suspension. Shes horizontal, face down. Given that her ass is face up it gets canned once more. And after some delicious red marks are left I take a ruler to her ass --like what they used in Catholic school. Her ass is so perfect it simply must be punished. So it gets whacked with the ruler. And once I have that ass plenty red I spend a little time tickling her. Her whole body. From the bottom of her feet to the sides of her torso. She gets worked over in spite of all the bucking around she does to escape it. But then its time for Big Blue. She let me know it was the biggest thing shes ever had in her pussy. So I fuck her hard with it. I make her tell me how she likes it while fucking her with it. I fuck her so hard with it that juice runs out her hole. It makes a little river down, or, rather, up her waist toward her belly button. It has a mind of its own. Now that everything is all wet from her cunt I make her ask me to wipe Big Blue on her face. I get it all shiny. Then out comes the Hitachi on her clit. I work it over until she begs for an orgasm. This time she gets it. Two of them in fairly quick succession. Her cunt is wet and juicy.
Clean your jack-off towel cause youre gonna need a fresh one for this update.
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2011-Nov-3 - Bondage Pussy Probe
Then I bring the wrists up high and tie them off to a rope winding above her breasts. Once thats in place she gets her neck tied off to the ceiling while she stands on her tip toes. Lovely. From this position we get to hear what Elise has been up to lately. After peppering her with several personal questions I get busy seeing whether or not she is ticklish. I grab one foot and hold it still. I take the sharp end of a cane and begin lightly running it down the bottom of that foot. Yes, she is ticklish. She is hoping around now, on that one free foot. Which, of course, is still up on its tippy toes. A little dance if you will. Oh, and those toenails are all painted up nice and red. After toying with her a bit the focus turns toward caning her ass. Her perfect ass. So thats what happens. She seems to like it as she smiles through the whole thing. In spite of the pain, in spite of the obvious anguish she still seems to keep that smile. I mean, she actually starts to quiver there for a bit. After punishing her ass I pull up a stool and sit next to her, still strung up by the neck. I tell her to sit in my lap. She obviously cant believe what I just asked her since she will choke herself doing so. But I insist and she gives it a go. Yep, the rope is too short. Finally I take her down, have her sit in my lap and stick the vaginal stimulator in her box. That gets hooked up to the e-Stim device and Elise gets her first experience with electricity in her pussy. We run through several settings giving her pussy a good shocking. Then out with the Hitachi. Her pussy gets shocked and vibed until she cant take it anymore. Next up for Elise is a little time in a latex vacuum bed. But before placing her in there she gets the vaginal stimulator re-inserted and a tight crotch rope installed. A breast tie rounds out the decoration. Then into the bed. Her crotch rope is so tight she cant bend over. Once inside we seal her in and watch as the air is removed. The latex molds to her body like a second skin. She looks fantastic, amazing. Every nuance of her skin, her body, the ropes --even the fineness of her hair-- can be seen in perfect detail. The latex having molded itself so supremely to her body. So then I turn on the electricity. I send waves of power to her cunt. I shock it. I keep the power turned up the whole time. And then I bring out the Hitachi and vibe her pussy through the latex and through the crotch rope. She moans to the bittersweet pleasure. The frustration of the crotch rope combined with the sensual feel of the latex sends her into a crazed sort of bliss. She moans rather incessantly. She quivers. And we see it all in fine detail. Right through the latex. I bring her to the brink of orgasm several times. But instead of letting her orgasm she has been told to ask me to turn the power up in her pussy. And thats what I do. Orgasm denied. Finally, when she was ready to have one again I told her that if she asked me real nicely I would let her. So when the time came she did just that. She very nicely asked me if she could cum. I changed my mind. Orgasm denied. By this time the power to her pussy has been turned up so high that she cannot have an orgasm even if she wanted to. The desperate sounds emanating from her are constant. I lay the Hitachi in her crotch and leave her. Orgasms denied. Elise is now found with her arms bound to her legs. The elbows are tied at the knee and the wrists are tied at the ankles. A ring gag gets placed in her face hole. The Fucksall comes out and briefly terrorizes her. Each time it comes on the lights dim. A little intimidating I think. Shes then leaned back against the wall and her legs are tied up and outward back to the wall. Now she is exposed. The Fucksall makes an entrance. It starts to work her cunt over. Its brutal. So fast. It can pound that cunt at 150 thrusts a minute. We watch it. Up close. Relentlessly thrusting. Turning her insides to jello. I take a very brief reprieve and pull it out. I take the opportunity to wipe the business end on her face, under her nose. I make her stick her tongue through the ring gag to lick it. Then back to fucking her. You see the whole thigh quiver as it pounds her box. The lights dim a bit and she constantly moans, trance like. I stop briefly and, in spite of the ring gag, make her tell me how it feels. How it feels to be pounded by this mechanical device. Then back to the fucking. She actually screams several times, when the Fucksall is at its highest TPM. When I finally stop she gasps. I waste no time getting the Hitachi on her clit. When it becomes too much for her I take the riding crop and beat the back of her thighs. Afterward, the small Hitachi gets popped on her clit. She lets us know she could cum from it. Oh my god, youd think she was over there dying or something. Apparently it feels good? I mean, it sounds like shes suffering. As a reprieve I stop and tickle the bottom of her feet before finally caning her ass. Once caned she gets the Eroscillator put on her clit. She again lets us know she can cum from the vib. But of course, thats denied. And when she is at the pinnacle of need I grab a clothespin and clip her clit with it. Then vib the clothespin. I torture that little clit. I manipulate it with the clothespin. Once I can see the little clit in there I take the Eroscillator to it. I mean thats got to hurt. It sure sounded like it hurt. Judging from her reaction Id say it hurt. When I went to remove the clothespin I tugged it off. Then I vibbed it again. She was shaking. One leg was off kicking like it had a mind of its own. So I stopped and clothespined both poo lips and then stuck the Hitachi on her cunt until she was screaming hysterically. She needed a moment to pull herself back together. Finally we find Elise hanging from the ceiling in a suspension. Shes horizontal, face down. Given that her ass is face up it gets canned once more. And after some delicious red marks are left I take a ruler to her ass --like what they used in Catholic school. Her ass is so perfect it simply must be punished. So it gets whacked with the ruler. And once I have that ass plenty red I spend a little time tickling her. Her whole body. From the bottom of her feet to the sides of her torso. She gets worked over in spite of all the bucking around she does to escape it. But then its time for Big Blue. She let me know it was the biggest thing shes ever had in her pussy. So I fuck her hard with it. I make her tell me how she likes it while fucking her with it. I fuck her so hard with it that juice runs out her hole. It makes a little river down, or, rather, up her waist toward her belly button. It has a mind of its own. Now that everything is all wet from her cunt I make her ask me to wipe Big Blue on her face. I get it all shiny. Then out comes the Hitachi on her clit. I work it over until she begs for an orgasm. This time she gets it. Two of them in fairly quick succession. Her cunt is wet and juicy.
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2011-Nov-3 - Roped by the Neck
Then I bring the wrists up high and tie them off to a rope winding above her breasts. Once thats in place she gets her neck tied off to the ceiling while she stands on her tip toes. Lovely. From this position we get to hear what Elise has been up to lately. After peppering her with several personal questions I get busy seeing whether or not she is ticklish. I grab one foot and hold it still. I take the sharp end of a cane and begin lightly running it down the bottom of that foot. Yes, she is ticklish. She is hoping around now, on that one free foot. Which, of course, is still up on its tippy toes. A little dance if you will. Oh, and those toenails are all painted up nice and red. After toying with her a bit the focus turns toward caning her ass. Her perfect ass. So thats what happens. She seems to like it as she smiles through the whole thing. In spite of the pain, in spite of the obvious anguish she still seems to keep that smile. I mean, she actually starts to quiver there for a bit. After punishing her ass I pull up a stool and sit next to her, still strung up by the neck. I tell her to sit in my lap. She obviously cant believe what I just asked her since she will choke herself doing so. But I insist and she gives it a go. Yep, the rope is too short. Finally I take her down, have her sit in my lap and stick the vaginal stimulator in her box. That gets hooked up to the e-Stim device and Elise gets her first experience with electricity in her pussy. We run through several settings giving her pussy a good shocking. Then out with the Hitachi. Her pussy gets shocked and vibed until she cant take it anymore. Next up for Elise is a little time in a latex vacuum bed. But before placing her in there she gets the vaginal stimulator re-inserted and a tight crotch rope installed. A breast tie rounds out the decoration. Then into the bed. Her crotch rope is so tight she cant bend over. Once inside we seal her in and watch as the air is removed. The latex molds to her body like a second skin. She looks fantastic, amazing. Every nuance of her skin, her body, the ropes --even the fineness of her hair-- can be seen in perfect detail. The latex having molded itself so supremely to her body. So then I turn on the electricity. I send waves of power to her cunt. I shock it. I keep the power turned up the whole time. And then I bring out the Hitachi and vibe her pussy through the latex and through the crotch rope. She moans to the bittersweet pleasure. The frustration of the crotch rope combined with the sensual feel of the latex sends her into a crazed sort of bliss. She moans rather incessantly. She quivers. And we see it all in fine detail. Right through the latex. I bring her to the brink of orgasm several times. But instead of letting her orgasm she has been told to ask me to turn the power up in her pussy. And thats what I do. Orgasm denied. Finally, when she was ready to have one again I told her that if she asked me real nicely I would let her. So when the time came she did just that. She very nicely asked me if she could cum. I changed my mind. Orgasm denied. By this time the power to her pussy has been turned up so high that she cannot have an orgasm even if she wanted to. The desperate sounds emanating from her are constant. I lay the Hitachi in her crotch and leave her. Orgasms denied. Elise is now found with her arms bound to her legs. The elbows are tied at the knee and the wrists are tied at the ankles. A ring gag gets placed in her face hole. The Fucksall comes out and briefly terrorizes her. Each time it comes on the lights dim. A little intimidating I think. Shes then leaned back against the wall and her legs are tied up and outward back to the wall. Now she is exposed. The Fucksall makes an entrance. It starts to work her cunt over. Its brutal. So fast. It can pound that cunt at 150 thrusts a minute. We watch it. Up close. Relentlessly thrusting. Turning her insides to jello. I take a very brief reprieve and pull it out. I take the opportunity to wipe the business end on her face, under her nose. I make her stick her tongue through the ring gag to lick it. Then back to fucking her. You see the whole thigh quiver as it pounds her box. The lights dim a bit and she constantly moans, trance like. I stop briefly and, in spite of the ring gag, make her tell me how it feels. How it feels to be pounded by this mechanical device. Then back to the fucking. She actually screams several times, when the Fucksall is at its highest TPM. When I finally stop she gasps. I waste no time getting the Hitachi on her clit. When it becomes too much for her I take the riding crop and beat the back of her thighs. Afterward, the small Hitachi gets popped on her clit. She lets us know she could cum from it. Oh my god, youd think she was over there dying or something. Apparently it feels good? I mean, it sounds like shes suffering. As a reprieve I stop and tickle the bottom of her feet before finally caning her ass. Once caned she gets the Eroscillator put on her clit. She again lets us know she can cum from the vib. But of course, thats denied. And when she is at the pinnacle of need I grab a clothespin and clip her clit with it. Then vib the clothespin. I torture that little clit. I manipulate it with the clothespin. Once I can see the little clit in there I take the Eroscillator to it. I mean thats got to hurt. It sure sounded like it hurt. Judging from her reaction Id say it hurt. When I went to remove the clothespin I tugged it off. Then I vibbed it again. She was shaking. One leg was off kicking like it had a mind of its own. So I stopped and clothespined both poo lips and then stuck the Hitachi on her cunt until she was screaming hysterically. She needed a moment to pull herself back together. Finally we find Elise hanging from the ceiling in a suspension. Shes horizontal, face down. Given that her ass is face up it gets canned once more. And after some delicious red marks are left I take a ruler to her ass --like what they used in Catholic school. Her ass is so perfect it simply must be punished. So it gets whacked with the ruler. And once I have that ass plenty red I spend a little time tickling her. Her whole body. From the bottom of her feet to the sides of her torso. She gets worked over in spite of all the bucking around she does to escape it. But then its time for Big Blue. She let me know it was the biggest thing shes ever had in her pussy. So I fuck her hard with it. I make her tell me how she likes it while fucking her with it. I fuck her so hard with it that juice runs out her hole. It makes a little river down, or, rather, up her waist toward her belly button. It has a mind of its own. Now that everything is all wet from her cunt I make her ask me to wipe Big Blue on her face. I get it all shiny. Then out comes the Hitachi on her clit. I work it over until she begs for an orgasm. This time she gets it. Two of them in fairly quick succession. Her cunt is wet and juicy.
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2011-Nov-3 - FrogTie Bondage Pleasure
Then I bring the wrists up high and tie them off to a rope winding above her breasts. Once thats in place she gets her neck tied off to the ceiling while she stands on her tip toes. Lovely. From this position we get to hear what Elise has been up to lately. After peppering her with several personal questions I get busy seeing whether or not she is ticklish. I grab one foot and hold it still. I take the sharp end of a cane and begin lightly running it down the bottom of that foot. Yes, she is ticklish. She is hoping around now, on that one free foot. Which, of course, is still up on its tippy toes. A little dance if you will. Oh, and those toenails are all painted up nice and red. After toying with her a bit the focus turns toward caning her ass. Her perfect ass. So thats what happens. She seems to like it as she smiles through the whole thing. In spite of the pain, in spite of the obvious anguish she still seems to keep that smile. I mean, she actually starts to quiver there for a bit. After punishing her ass I pull up a stool and sit next to her, still strung up by the neck. I tell her to sit in my lap. She obviously cant believe what I just asked her since she will choke herself doing so. But I insist and she gives it a go. Yep, the rope is too short. Finally I take her down, have her sit in my lap and stick the vaginal stimulator in her box. That gets hooked up to the e-Stim device and Elise gets her first experience with electricity in her pussy. We run through several settings giving her pussy a good shocking. Then out with the Hitachi. Her pussy gets shocked and vibed until she cant take it anymore. Next up for Elise is a little time in a latex vacuum bed. But before placing her in there she gets the vaginal stimulator re-inserted and a tight crotch rope installed. A breast tie rounds out the decoration. Then into the bed. Her crotch rope is so tight she cant bend over. Once inside we seal her in and watch as the air is removed. The latex molds to her body like a second skin. She looks fantastic, amazing. Every nuance of her skin, her body, the ropes --even the fineness of her hair-- can be seen in perfect detail. The latex having molded itself so supremely to her body. So then I turn on the electricity. I send waves of power to her cunt. I shock it. I keep the power turned up the whole time. And then I bring out the Hitachi and vibe her pussy through the latex and through the crotch rope. She moans to the bittersweet pleasure. The frustration of the crotch rope combined with the sensual feel of the latex sends her into a crazed sort of bliss. She moans rather incessantly. She quivers. And we see it all in fine detail. Right through the latex. I bring her to the brink of orgasm several times. But instead of letting her orgasm she has been told to ask me to turn the power up in her pussy. And thats what I do. Orgasm denied. Finally, when she was ready to have one again I told her that if she asked me real nicely I would let her. So when the time came she did just that. She very nicely asked me if she could cum. I changed my mind. Orgasm denied. By this time the power to her pussy has been turned up so high that she cannot have an orgasm even if she wanted to. The desperate sounds emanating from her are constant. I lay the Hitachi in her crotch and leave her. Orgasms denied. Elise is now found with her arms bound to her legs. The elbows are tied at the knee and the wrists are tied at the ankles. A ring gag gets placed in her face hole. The Fucksall comes out and briefly terrorizes her. Each time it comes on the lights dim. A little intimidating I think. Shes then leaned back against the wall and her legs are tied up and outward back to the wall. Now she is exposed. The Fucksall makes an entrance. It starts to work her cunt over. Its brutal. So fast. It can pound that cunt at 150 thrusts a minute. We watch it. Up close. Relentlessly thrusting. Turning her insides to jello. I take a very brief reprieve and pull it out. I take the opportunity to wipe the business end on her face, under her nose. I make her stick her tongue through the ring gag to lick it. Then back to fucking her. You see the whole thigh quiver as it pounds her box. The lights dim a bit and she constantly moans, trance like. I stop briefly and, in spite of the ring gag, make her tell me how it feels. How it feels to be pounded by this mechanical device. Then back to the fucking. She actually screams several times, when the Fucksall is at its highest TPM. When I finally stop she gasps. I waste no time getting the Hitachi on her clit. When it becomes too much for her I take the riding crop and beat the back of her thighs. Afterward, the small Hitachi gets popped on her clit. She lets us know she could cum from it. Oh my god, youd think she was over there dying or something. Apparently it feels good? I mean, it sounds like shes suffering. As a reprieve I stop and tickle the bottom of her feet before finally caning her ass. Once caned she gets the Eroscillator put on her clit. She again lets us know she can cum from the vib. But of course, thats denied. And when she is at the pinnacle of need I grab a clothespin and clip her clit with it. Then vib the clothespin. I torture that little clit. I manipulate it with the clothespin. Once I can see the little clit in there I take the Eroscillator to it. I mean thats got to hurt. It sure sounded like it hurt. Judging from her reaction Id say it hurt. When I went to remove the clothespin I tugged it off. Then I vibbed it again. She was shaking. One leg was off kicking like it had a mind of its own. So I stopped and clothespined both poo lips and then stuck the Hitachi on her cunt until she was screaming hysterically. She needed a moment to pull herself back together. Finally we find Elise hanging from the ceiling in a suspension. Shes horizontal, face down. Given that her ass is face up it gets canned once more. And after some delicious red marks are left I take a ruler to her ass --like what they used in Catholic school. Her ass is so perfect it simply must be punished. So it gets whacked with the ruler. And once I have that ass plenty red I spend a little time tickling her. Her whole body. From the bottom of her feet to the sides of her torso. She gets worked over in spite of all the bucking around she does to escape it. But then its time for Big Blue. She let me know it was the biggest thing shes ever had in her pussy. So I fuck her hard with it. I make her tell me how she likes it while fucking her with it. I fuck her so hard with it that juice runs out her hole. It makes a little river down, or, rather, up her waist toward her belly button. It has a mind of its own. Now that everything is all wet from her cunt I make her ask me to wipe Big Blue on her face. I get it all shiny. Then out comes the Hitachi on her clit. I work it over until she begs for an orgasm. This time she gets it. Two of them in fairly quick succession. Her cunt is wet and juicy.
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2011-Nov-3 - Suspension and Caning
Then I bring the wrists up high and tie them off to a rope winding above her breasts. Once thats in place she gets her neck tied off to the ceiling while she stands on her tip toes. Lovely. From this position we get to hear what Elise has been up to lately. After peppering her with several personal questions I get busy seeing whether or not she is ticklish. I grab one foot and hold it still. I take the sharp end of a cane and begin lightly running it down the bottom of that foot. Yes, she is ticklish. She is hoping around now, on that one free foot. Which, of course, is still up on its tippy toes. A little dance if you will. Oh, and those toenails are all painted up nice and red. After toying with her a bit the focus turns toward caning her ass. Her perfect ass. So thats what happens. She seems to like it as she smiles through the whole thing. In spite of the pain, in spite of the obvious anguish she still seems to keep that smile. I mean, she actually starts to quiver there for a bit. After punishing her ass I pull up a stool and sit next to her, still strung up by the neck. I tell her to sit in my lap. She obviously cant believe what I just asked her since she will choke herself doing so. But I insist and she gives it a go. Yep, the rope is too short. Finally I take her down, have her sit in my lap and stick the vaginal stimulator in her box. That gets hooked up to the e-Stim device and Elise gets her first experience with electricity in her pussy. We run through several settings giving her pussy a good shocking. Then out with the Hitachi. Her pussy gets shocked and vibed until she cant take it anymore. Next up for Elise is a little time in a latex vacuum bed. But before placing her in there she gets the vaginal stimulator re-inserted and a tight crotch rope installed. A breast tie rounds out the decoration. Then into the bed. Her crotch rope is so tight she cant bend over. Once inside we seal her in and watch as the air is removed. The latex molds to her body like a second skin. She looks fantastic, amazing. Every nuance of her skin, her body, the ropes --even the fineness of her hair-- can be seen in perfect detail. The latex having molded itself so supremely to her body. So then I turn on the electricity. I send waves of power to her cunt. I shock it. I keep the power turned up the whole time. And then I bring out the Hitachi and vibe her pussy through the latex and through the crotch rope. She moans to the bittersweet pleasure. The frustration of the crotch rope combined with the sensual feel of the latex sends her into a crazed sort of bliss. She moans rather incessantly. She quivers. And we see it all in fine detail. Right through the latex. I bring her to the brink of orgasm several times. But instead of letting her orgasm she has been told to ask me to turn the power up in her pussy. And thats what I do. Orgasm denied. Finally, when she was ready to have one again I told her that if she asked me real nicely I would let her. So when the time came she did just that. She very nicely asked me if she could cum. I changed my mind. Orgasm denied. By this time the power to her pussy has been turned up so high that she cannot have an orgasm even if she wanted to. The desperate sounds emanating from her are constant. I lay the Hitachi in her crotch and leave her. Orgasms denied. Elise is now found with her arms bound to her legs. The elbows are tied at the knee and the wrists are tied at the ankles. A ring gag gets placed in her face hole. The Fucksall comes out and briefly terrorizes her. Each time it comes on the lights dim. A little intimidating I think. Shes then leaned back against the wall and her legs are tied up and outward back to the wall. Now she is exposed. The Fucksall makes an entrance. It starts to work her cunt over. Its brutal. So fast. It can pound that cunt at 150 thrusts a minute. We watch it. Up close. Relentlessly thrusting. Turning her insides to jello. I take a very brief reprieve and pull it out. I take the opportunity to wipe the business end on her face, under her nose. I make her stick her tongue through the ring gag to lick it. Then back to fucking her. You see the whole thigh quiver as it pounds her box. The lights dim a bit and she constantly moans, trance like. I stop briefly and, in spite of the ring gag, make her tell me how it feels. How it feels to be pounded by this mechanical device. Then back to the fucking. She actually screams several times, when the Fucksall is at its highest TPM. When I finally stop she gasps. I waste no time getting the Hitachi on her clit. When it becomes too much for her I take the riding crop and beat the back of her thighs. Afterward, the small Hitachi gets popped on her clit. She lets us know she could cum from it. Oh my god, youd think she was over there dying or something. Apparently it feels good? I mean, it sounds like shes suffering. As a reprieve I stop and tickle the bottom of her feet before finally caning her ass. Once caned she gets the Eroscillator put on her clit. She again lets us know she can cum from the vib. But of course, thats denied. And when she is at the pinnacle of need I grab a clothespin and clip her clit with it. Then vib the clothespin. I torture that little clit. I manipulate it with the clothespin. Once I can see the little clit in there I take the Eroscillator to it. I mean thats got to hurt. It sure sounded like it hurt. Judging from her reaction Id say it hurt. When I went to remove the clothespin I tugged it off. Then I vibbed it again. She was shaking. One leg was off kicking like it had a mind of its own. So I stopped and clothespined both poo lips and then stuck the Hitachi on her cunt until she was screaming hysterically. She needed a moment to pull herself back together. Finally we find Elise hanging from the ceiling in a suspension. Shes horizontal, face down. Given that her ass is face up it gets canned once more. And after some delicious red marks are left I take a ruler to her ass --like what they used in Catholic school. Her ass is so perfect it simply must be punished. So it gets whacked with the ruler. And once I have that ass plenty red I spend a little time tickling her. Her whole body. From the bottom of her feet to the sides of her torso. She gets worked over in spite of all the bucking around she does to escape it. But then its time for Big Blue. She let me know it was the biggest thing shes ever had in her pussy. So I fuck her hard with it. I make her tell me how she likes it while fucking her with it. I fuck her so hard with it that juice runs out her hole. It makes a little river down, or, rather, up her waist toward her belly button. It has a mind of its own. Now that everything is all wet from her cunt I make her ask me to wipe Big Blue on her face. I get it all shiny. Then out comes the Hitachi on her clit. I work it over until she begs for an orgasm. This time she gets it. Two of them in fairly quick succession. Her cunt is wet and juicy.
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2011-Nov-3 - Hot Wax Coating
To get started she is tautly secured spread-eagle to the floor via chains and cuffs. Once in place Zed takes over and begins to paint hot wax onto her body with a brush. Lots of wax. The first words out of her mouth are... thats really fucking hot... Zed just keeps working as though she didnt say a thing. She screams. Her breasts move about. She raises her head in exasperation. Her breathing is heavy and labored. And theres lots of wax to go. She screams more. She uses the word -fuck- a whole lot. I pop in and put the Hitachi on her for a bit. She doesnt like that at all. Finally she begs to simply be beaten. But thats too easy. She alternates between anger, desperation and sheer terror. Sometimes a hand or a foot just begins to move independently, rocking on its own in some crazy rhythm propelled by pain. And if she didnt have enough discomfort going on I placed a clothespin on her clit. Then I placed the Hitachi on the end of the clothespin. This made her scream out Aw, FUCK!. Well, I didnt have anything else to do while Zed heated up more wax. She seemed like she was getting a little bored, you know. I asked her how it felt but it was hard to hear her over the constant whacking sound the clothespin was making each time it was vibed off the Hitachi. Rather like a woodpecker making a hole in a tree (or the side of the house in the case of The Attic). But I made out something about how much it hurt. I think. Well, here comes Zed again with fresh hot wax. Syn is really beautiful when shes mad. Oh, we didnt get her mad did we? After a while Syn was completely covered in wax. Her entire body from head to foot. When it came time to do her face Zed made a mask of wax, heated, then pressed onto her face to make it form fitting. A breathing tube was inserted. Then I cut some of my cock hair off and used it for a mustache. After that clit clothespin had been on there for quite awhile she started to beg to have it removed. So I came on over and asked her about her clit problem. Once we identified what the problem was I asked her if she wanted me to just pull it off. So I did. She had something to say about god and the word damn. Thats when I rub it a bit, just to get the blood flowing again. Jeez, youd have thought I did something wrong what with all the screaming and cursing. Thats the last time Ill be nice to her. So thats when I pull out the flogger and begin to whip the wax from her body. All of the wax. And folks, by this time it is as though shes in a plaster cast. And whip I did, relentlessly. I alternated between whipping her and using the Hitachi on her. She was pissed. She looked ridiculous with her cock hair mustache mask on while stamping her hands and feet on the floor in an effort to assuage the pain. But I just kept at it. When the Hitachi became too much she begged to be whipped more. So I did. Large chunks of wax coming off in layers. I was relentless in my effort to whip it all off but ultimately, she safe worded on me. Tough ass Syn wasnt that tough after all. Next Syn gets a standing strappado with her legs bound outward. Once secured she gets her ass flogged. Syn likes it rough. So I give it to her. And after I flog that ass I see the addition of some nipple clamps tied off to the floor would make a worthy addition to her discomfort --for her need of pain. Now lets see if she can remain still when I go to flog that ass. But before I do I tell her to ask me to do it. This is when things come to a halt because she doesnt want to ask. When I tell her I have all day to wait she says she does too. Insolent. So I gag her with a ring gag as I wait. Well, it didnt take too damn long for her to suck up her pride and ask me to come over there and whip her. I mean, her position is rather challenging for her. So when she finally asked, through the ring gag, for the whipping, I made her beg. Another thing that didnt take long was the removal of the nipple clamps tied off to the floor. Once I started to flog her pussy through her ass cheeks she pulled those off real quick. And it wasnt pretty. She was all over the fucking place once those clamps came off. I flogged that ass so hard; once I was at her max she was falling forward on each stroke before being caught by the strappado holding her up. She was quite the little dancer. Once I was done with the flogger I let her rest a minute --but not before adding some new nipple clamps. Then I grabbed the paddle. I let her know I was going to have to really paddle her hard. I mean hard. I asked her if she was ready and she said NO! So I smacked that ass cheek with the paddle and stood back. I watched her. She was like in slow motion. Very little sound emanated from her. She just cringed. She sucked in the air and then just started to melt away. She started to lose her balance. You could just see the wave of pain wash over her and then deflate her. She wanted to hit the floor with her body but she couldnt. We still werent done with her yet. I grabbed the riding crop next and began to work her backside over. Slowly and then harder. Until she started to become vocal. She tried to stand completely up. She danced around. When I stopped she was barely able to stand. Her position becoming more and more difficult to maintain. Clearly she wants to sit or stand and not be caught in-between those positions. Things are getting tougher and tougher. Now I cane her. I cane her ass with a fiberglass cane. At one point, when I asked her how badly it hurt, she told me it was still hurting in this whiny voice Ive not heard Syn use before. I torture her a bit with the Hitachi. After a few seconds she cant even stand up. I have to hold her up. Then suddenly I hear her ask for permission to cum. Denied. She starts to beg to cum. I tell her no and then she begs for me to stop. I give her permission. When the orgasm comes on shes beside herself. Shes no longer standing, shes kicking her legs around, shes making desperate noises, shes leaning into me as the wave comes over and around her. Drool and snot are pulsing from her face holes. Then abruptly she begs for the removal of the Hitachi. I guess things became a bit sensitive?
Part II of III
Next scene is a full body waxing. To get started she is tautly secured spread-eagle to the floor via chains and cuffs. Once in place Zed takes over and begins to paint hot wax onto her body with a brush. Lots of wax. The first words out of her mouth are...thats really fucking hot... Zed just keeps working as though she didnt say a thing. She screams. Her breasts move about. She raises her head in exasperation. Her breathing is heavy and labored. And theres lots of wax to go. She screams more. She uses the word fuck a whole lot. I pop in and put the Hitachi on her for a bit. She doesnt like that at all. Finally she begs to simply be beaten. But thats too easy. She alternates between anger, desperation and sheer terror. Sometimes a hand or a foot just begins to move independently, rocking on its own in some crazy rhythm propelled by pain. And if she didnt have enough discomfort going on I placed a clothespin on her clit. Then I placed the Hitachi on the end of the clothespin. This made her scream out Aw, FUCK!. Well, I didnt have anything else to do while Zed heated up more wax. She seemed like she was getting a little bored, you know. I asked her how it felt but it was hard to hear her over the constant whacking sound the clothespin was making each time it was vibed off the Hitachi. Rather like a woodpecker making a hole in a tree (or the side of the house in the case of The Attic). But I made out something about how much it hurt. I think. Well, here comes Zed again with fresh hot wax. Syn is really beautiful when shes mad. Oh, we didnt get her mad did we? After a while Syn was completely covered in wax. Her entire body from head to foot. When it came time to do her face Zed made a mask of wax, heated, then pressed onto her face to make it form fitting. A breathing tube was inserted. Then I cut some of my cock hair off and used it for a mustache. After that clit clothespin had been on there for quite awhile she started to beg to have it removed. So I came on over and asked her about her clit problem. Once we identified what the problem was I asked her if she wanted me to just pull it off. So I did. She had something to say about god and the word damn. Thats when I rub it a bit, just to get the blood flowing again. Jeez, youd have thought I did something wrong what with all the screaming and cursing. Thats the last time Ill be nice to her. So thats when I pull out the flogger and begin to whip the wax from her body. All of the wax. And folks, by this time it is as though shes in a plaster cast. And whip I did, relentlessly. I alternated between whipping her and using the Hitachi on her. She was pissed. She looked ridiculous with her cock hair mustache mask on while stamping her hands and feet on the floor in an effort to assuage the pain. But I just kept at it. When the Hitachi became too much she begged to be whipped more. So I did. Large chunks of wax coming off in layers. I was relentless in my effort to whip it all off but ultimately, she safe worded on me. Tough ass Syn wasnt that tough after all. Part III of III
Next scene is a full body waxing. To get started she is tautly secured spread-eagle to the floor via chains and cuffs. Once in place Zed takes over and begins to paint hot wax onto her body with a brush. Lots of wax. The first words out of her mouth are ...thats really fucking hot... Zed just keeps working as though she didnt say a thing. She screams. Her breasts move about. She raises her head in exasperation. Her breathing is heavy and labored. And theres lots of wax to go. She screams more. She uses the word fuck a whole lot. I pop in and put the Hitachi on her for a bit. She doesnt like that at all. Finally she begs to simply be beaten. But thats too easy. She alternates between anger, desperation and sheer terror. Sometimes a hand or a foot just begins to move independently, rocking on its own in some crazy rhythm propelled by pain. And if she didnt have enough discomfort going on I placed a clothespin on her clit. Then I placed the Hitachi on the end of the clothespin. This made her scream out Aw, FUCK!. Well, I didnt have anything else to do while Zed heated up more wax. She seemed like she was getting a little bored, you know. I asked her how it felt but it was hard to hear her over the constant whacking sound the clothespin was making each time it was vibed off the Hitachi. Rather like a woodpecker making a hole in a tree (or the side of the house in the case of The Attic). But I made out something about how much it hurt. I think. Well, here comes Zed again with fresh hot wax. Syn is really beautiful when shes mad. Oh, we didnt get her mad did we? After a while Syn was completely covered in wax. Her entire body from head to foot. When it came time to do her face Zed made a mask of wax, heated, then pressed onto her face to make it form fitting. A breathing tube was inserted. Then I cut some of my cock hair off and used it for a mustache. After that clit clothespin had been on there for quite awhile she started to beg to have it removed. So I came on over and asked her about her clit problem. Once we identified what the problem was I asked her if she wanted me to just pull it off. So I did. She had something to say about god and the word damn. Thats when I rub it a bit, just to get the blood flowing again. Jeez, youd have thought I did something wrong what with all the screaming and cursing. Thats the last time Ill be nice to her. So thats when I pull out the flogger and begin to whip the wax from her body. All of the wax. And folks, by this time it is as though shes in a plaster cast. And whip I did, relentlessly. I alternated between whipping her and using the Hitachi on her. She was pissed. She looked ridiculous with her cock hair mustache mask on while stamping her hands and feet on the floor in an effort to assuage the pain. But I just kept at it. When the Hitachi became too much she begged to be whipped more. So I did. Large chunks of wax coming off in layers. I was relentless in my effort to whip it all off but ultimately, she safe worded on me. Tough ass Syn wasnt that tough after all.
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2011-Nov-3 - Next scene is a full body waxing.
To get started she is tautly secured spread-eagle to the floor via chains and cuffs. Once in place Zed takes over and begins to paint hot wax onto her body with a brush. Lots of wax. The first words out of her mouth are... thats really fucking hot... Zed just keeps working as though she didnt say a thing. She screams. Her breasts move about. She raises her head in exasperation. Her breathing is heavy and labored. And theres lots of wax to go. She screams more. She uses the word -fuck- a whole lot. I pop in and put the Hitachi on her for a bit. She doesnt like that at all. Finally she begs to simply be beaten. But thats too easy. She alternates between anger, desperation and sheer terror. Sometimes a hand or a foot just begins to move independently, rocking on its own in some crazy rhythm propelled by pain. And if she didnt have enough discomfort going on I placed a clothespin on her clit. Then I placed the Hitachi on the end of the clothespin. This made her scream out Aw, FUCK!. Well, I didnt have anything else to do while Zed heated up more wax. She seemed like she was getting a little bored, you know. I asked her how it felt but it was hard to hear her over the constant whacking sound the clothespin was making each time it was vibed off the Hitachi. Rather like a woodpecker making a hole in a tree (or the side of the house in the case of The Attic). But I made out something about how much it hurt. I think. Well, here comes Zed again with fresh hot wax. Syn is really beautiful when shes mad. Oh, we didnt get her mad did we? After a while Syn was completely covered in wax. Her entire body from head to foot. When it came time to do her face Zed made a mask of wax, heated, then pressed onto her face to make it form fitting. A breathing tube was inserted. Then I cut some of my cock hair off and used it for a mustache. After that clit clothespin had been on there for quite awhile she started to beg to have it removed. So I came on over and asked her about her clit problem. Once we identified what the problem was I asked her if she wanted me to just pull it off. So I did. She had something to say about god and the word damn. Thats when I rub it a bit, just to get the blood flowing again. Jeez, youd have thought I did something wrong what with all the screaming and cursing. Thats the last time Ill be nice to her. So thats when I pull out the flogger and begin to whip the wax from her body. All of the wax. And folks, by this time it is as though shes in a plaster cast. And whip I did, relentlessly. I alternated between whipping her and using the Hitachi on her. She was pissed. She looked ridiculous with her cock hair mustache mask on while stamping her hands and feet on the floor in an effort to assuage the pain. But I just kept at it. When the Hitachi became too much she begged to be whipped more. So I did. Large chunks of wax coming off in layers. I was relentless in my effort to whip it all off but ultimately, she safe worded on me. Tough ass Syn wasnt that tough after all. Next Syn gets a standing strappado with her legs bound outward. Once secured she gets her ass flogged. Syn likes it rough. So I give it to her. And after I flog that ass I see the addition of some nipple clamps tied off to the floor would make a worthy addition to her discomfort --for her need of pain. Now lets see if she can remain still when I go to flog that ass. But before I do I tell her to ask me to do it. This is when things come to a halt because she doesnt want to ask. When I tell her I have all day to wait she says she does too. Insolent. So I gag her with a ring gag as I wait. Well, it didnt take too damn long for her to suck up her pride and ask me to come over there and whip her. I mean, her position is rather challenging for her. So when she finally asked, through the ring gag, for the whipping, I made her beg. Another thing that didnt take long was the removal of the nipple clamps tied off to the floor. Once I started to flog her pussy through her ass cheeks she pulled those off real quick. And it wasnt pretty. She was all over the fucking place once those clamps came off. I flogged that ass so hard; once I was at her max she was falling forward on each stroke before being caught by the strappado holding her up. She was quite the little dancer. Once I was done with the flogger I let her rest a minute --but not before adding some new nipple clamps. Then I grabbed the paddle. I let her know I was going to have to really paddle her hard. I mean hard. I asked her if she was ready and she said NO! So I smacked that ass cheek with the paddle and stood back. I watched her. She was like in slow motion. Very little sound emanated from her. She just cringed. She sucked in the air and then just started to melt away. She started to lose her balance. You could just see the wave of pain wash over her and then deflate her. She wanted to hit the floor with her body but she couldnt. We still werent done with her yet. I grabbed the riding crop next and began to work her backside over. Slowly and then harder. Until she started to become vocal. She tried to stand completely up. She danced around. When I stopped she was barely able to stand. Her position becoming more and more difficult to maintain. Clearly she wants to sit or stand and not be caught in-between those positions. Things are getting tougher and tougher. Now I cane her. I cane her ass with a fiberglass cane. At one point, when I asked her how badly it hurt, she told me it was still hurting in this whiny voice Ive not heard Syn use before. I torture her a bit with the Hitachi. After a few seconds she cant even stand up. I have to hold her up. Then suddenly I hear her ask for permission to cum. Denied. She starts to beg to cum. I tell her no and then she begs for me to stop. I give her permission. When the orgasm comes on shes beside herself. Shes no longer standing, shes kicking her legs around, shes making desperate noises, shes leaning into me as the wave comes over and around her. Drool and snot are pulsing from her face holes. Then abruptly she begs for the removal of the Hitachi. I guess things became a bit sensitive?
Part II of III
Next scene is a full body waxing. To get started she is tautly secured spread-eagle to the floor via chains and cuffs. Once in place Zed takes over and begins to paint hot wax onto her body with a brush. Lots of wax. The first words out of her mouth are...thats really fucking hot... Zed just keeps working as though she didnt say a thing. She screams. Her breasts move about. She raises her head in exasperation. Her breathing is heavy and labored. And theres lots of wax to go. She screams more. She uses the word fuck a whole lot. I pop in and put the Hitachi on her for a bit. She doesnt like that at all. Finally she begs to simply be beaten. But thats too easy. She alternates between anger, desperation and sheer terror. Sometimes a hand or a foot just begins to move independently, rocking on its own in some crazy rhythm propelled by pain. And if she didnt have enough discomfort going on I placed a clothespin on her clit. Then I placed the Hitachi on the end of the clothespin. This made her scream out Aw, FUCK!. Well, I didnt have anything else to do while Zed heated up more wax. She seemed like she was getting a little bored, you know. I asked her how it felt but it was hard to hear her over the constant whacking sound the clothespin was making each time it was vibed off the Hitachi. Rather like a woodpecker making a hole in a tree (or the side of the house in the case of The Attic). But I made out something about how much it hurt. I think. Well, here comes Zed again with fresh hot wax. Syn is really beautiful when shes mad. Oh, we didnt get her mad did we? After a while Syn was completely covered in wax. Her entire body from head to foot. When it came time to do her face Zed made a mask of wax, heated, then pressed onto her face to make it form fitting. A breathing tube was inserted. Then I cut some of my cock hair off and used it for a mustache. After that clit clothespin had been on there for quite awhile she started to beg to have it removed. So I came on over and asked her about her clit problem. Once we identified what the problem was I asked her if she wanted me to just pull it off. So I did. She had something to say about god and the word damn. Thats when I rub it a bit, just to get the blood flowing again. Jeez, youd have thought I did something wrong what with all the screaming and cursing. Thats the last time Ill be nice to her. So thats when I pull out the flogger and begin to whip the wax from her body. All of the wax. And folks, by this time it is as though shes in a plaster cast. And whip I did, relentlessly. I alternated between whipping her and using the Hitachi on her. She was pissed. She looked ridiculous with her cock hair mustache mask on while stamping her hands and feet on the floor in an effort to assuage the pain. But I just kept at it. When the Hitachi became too much she begged to be whipped more. So I did. Large chunks of wax coming off in layers. I was relentless in my effort to whip it all off but ultimately, she safe worded on me. Tough ass Syn wasnt that tough after all. Part III of III
Next scene is a full body waxing. To get started she is tautly secured spread-eagle to the floor via chains and cuffs. Once in place Zed takes over and begins to paint hot wax onto her body with a brush. Lots of wax. The first words out of her mouth are ...thats really fucking hot... Zed just keeps working as though she didnt say a thing. She screams. Her breasts move about. She raises her head in exasperation. Her breathing is heavy and labored. And theres lots of wax to go. She screams more. She uses the word fuck a whole lot. I pop in and put the Hitachi on her for a bit. She doesnt like that at all. Finally she begs to simply be beaten. But thats too easy. She alternates between anger, desperation and sheer terror. Sometimes a hand or a foot just begins to move independently, rocking on its own in some crazy rhythm propelled by pain. And if she didnt have enough discomfort going on I placed a clothespin on her clit. Then I placed the Hitachi on the end of the clothespin. This made her scream out Aw, FUCK!. Well, I didnt have anything else to do while Zed heated up more wax. She seemed like she was getting a little bored, you know. I asked her how it felt but it was hard to hear her over the constant whacking sound the clothespin was making each time it was vibed off the Hitachi. Rather like a woodpecker making a hole in a tree (or the side of the house in the case of The Attic). But I made out something about how much it hurt. I think. Well, here comes Zed again with fresh hot wax. Syn is really beautiful when shes mad. Oh, we didnt get her mad did we? After a while Syn was completely covered in wax. Her entire body from head to foot. When it came time to do her face Zed made a mask of wax, heated, then pressed onto her face to make it form fitting. A breathing tube was inserted. Then I cut some of my cock hair off and used it for a mustache. After that clit clothespin had been on there for quite awhile she started to beg to have it removed. So I came on over and asked her about her clit problem. Once we identified what the problem was I asked her if she wanted me to just pull it off. So I did. She had something to say about god and the word damn. Thats when I rub it a bit, just to get the blood flowing again. Jeez, youd have thought I did something wrong what with all the screaming and cursing. Thats the last time Ill be nice to her. So thats when I pull out the flogger and begin to whip the wax from her body. All of the wax. And folks, by this time it is as though shes in a plaster cast. And whip I did, relentlessly. I alternated between whipping her and using the Hitachi on her. She was pissed. She looked ridiculous with her cock hair mustache mask on while stamping her hands and feet on the floor in an effort to assuage the pain. But I just kept at it. When the Hitachi became too much she begged to be whipped more. So I did. Large chunks of wax coming off in layers. I was relentless in my effort to whip it all off but ultimately, she safe worded on me. Tough ass Syn wasnt that tough after all.
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2011-Nov-3 - Light Pussy Torment
To get started she is tautly secured spread-eagle to the floor via chains and cuffs. Once in place Zed takes over and begins to paint hot wax onto her body with a brush. Lots of wax. The first words out of her mouth are... thats really fucking hot... Zed just keeps working as though she didnt say a thing. She screams. Her breasts move about. She raises her head in exasperation. Her breathing is heavy and labored. And theres lots of wax to go. She screams more. She uses the word -fuck- a whole lot. I pop in and put the Hitachi on her for a bit. She doesnt like that at all. Finally she begs to simply be beaten. But thats too easy. She alternates between anger, desperation and sheer terror. Sometimes a hand or a foot just begins to move independently, rocking on its own in some crazy rhythm propelled by pain. And if she didnt have enough discomfort going on I placed a clothespin on her clit. Then I placed the Hitachi on the end of the clothespin. This made her scream out Aw, FUCK!. Well, I didnt have anything else to do while Zed heated up more wax. She seemed like she was getting a little bored, you know. I asked her how it felt but it was hard to hear her over the constant whacking sound the clothespin was making each time it was vibed off the Hitachi. Rather like a woodpecker making a hole in a tree (or the side of the house in the case of The Attic). But I made out something about how much it hurt. I think. Well, here comes Zed again with fresh hot wax. Syn is really beautiful when shes mad. Oh, we didnt get her mad did we? After a while Syn was completely covered in wax. Her entire body from head to foot. When it came time to do her face Zed made a mask of wax, heated, then pressed onto her face to make it form fitting. A breathing tube was inserted. Then I cut some of my cock hair off and used it for a mustache. After that clit clothespin had been on there for quite awhile she started to beg to have it removed. So I came on over and asked her about her clit problem. Once we identified what the problem was I asked her if she wanted me to just pull it off. So I did. She had something to say about god and the word damn. Thats when I rub it a bit, just to get the blood flowing again. Jeez, youd have thought I did something wrong what with all the screaming and cursing. Thats the last time Ill be nice to her. So thats when I pull out the flogger and begin to whip the wax from her body. All of the wax. And folks, by this time it is as though shes in a plaster cast. And whip I did, relentlessly. I alternated between whipping her and using the Hitachi on her. She was pissed. She looked ridiculous with her cock hair mustache mask on while stamping her hands and feet on the floor in an effort to assuage the pain. But I just kept at it. When the Hitachi became too much she begged to be whipped more. So I did. Large chunks of wax coming off in layers. I was relentless in my effort to whip it all off but ultimately, she safe worded on me. Tough ass Syn wasnt that tough after all. Next Syn gets a standing strappado with her legs bound outward. Once secured she gets her ass flogged. Syn likes it rough. So I give it to her. And after I flog that ass I see the addition of some nipple clamps tied off to the floor would make a worthy addition to her discomfort --for her need of pain. Now lets see if she can remain still when I go to flog that ass. But before I do I tell her to ask me to do it. This is when things come to a halt because she doesnt want to ask. When I tell her I have all day to wait she says she does too. Insolent. So I gag her with a ring gag as I wait. Well, it didnt take too damn long for her to suck up her pride and ask me to come over there and whip her. I mean, her position is rather challenging for her. So when she finally asked, through the ring gag, for the whipping, I made her beg. Another thing that didnt take long was the removal of the nipple clamps tied off to the floor. Once I started to flog her pussy through her ass cheeks she pulled those off real quick. And it wasnt pretty. She was all over the fucking place once those clamps came off. I flogged that ass so hard; once I was at her max she was falling forward on each stroke before being caught by the strappado holding her up. She was quite the little dancer. Once I was done with the flogger I let her rest a minute --but not before adding some new nipple clamps. Then I grabbed the paddle. I let her know I was going to have to really paddle her hard. I mean hard. I asked her if she was ready and she said NO! So I smacked that ass cheek with the paddle and stood back. I watched her. She was like in slow motion. Very little sound emanated from her. She just cringed. She sucked in the air and then just started to melt away. She started to lose her balance. You could just see the wave of pain wash over her and then deflate her. She wanted to hit the floor with her body but she couldnt. We still werent done with her yet. I grabbed the riding crop next and began to work her backside over. Slowly and then harder. Until she started to become vocal. She tried to stand completely up. She danced around. When I stopped she was barely able to stand. Her position becoming more and more difficult to maintain. Clearly she wants to sit or stand and not be caught in-between those positions. Things are getting tougher and tougher. Now I cane her. I cane her ass with a fiberglass cane. At one point, when I asked her how badly it hurt, she told me it was still hurting in this whiny voice Ive not heard Syn use before. I torture her a bit with the Hitachi. After a few seconds she cant even stand up. I have to hold her up. Then suddenly I hear her ask for permission to cum. Denied. She starts to beg to cum. I tell her no and then she begs for me to stop. I give her permission. When the orgasm comes on shes beside herself. Shes no longer standing, shes kicking her legs around, shes making desperate noises, shes leaning into me as the wave comes over and around her. Drool and snot are pulsing from her face holes. Then abruptly she begs for the removal of the Hitachi. I guess things became a bit sensitive?
Part II of III
Next scene is a full body waxing. To get started she is tautly secured spread-eagle to the floor via chains and cuffs. Once in place Zed takes over and begins to paint hot wax onto her body with a brush. Lots of wax. The first words out of her mouth are...thats really fucking hot... Zed just keeps working as though she didnt say a thing. She screams. Her breasts move about. She raises her head in exasperation. Her breathing is heavy and labored. And theres lots of wax to go. She screams more. She uses the word fuck a whole lot. I pop in and put the Hitachi on her for a bit. She doesnt like that at all. Finally she begs to simply be beaten. But thats too easy. She alternates between anger, desperation and sheer terror. Sometimes a hand or a foot just begins to move independently, rocking on its own in some crazy rhythm propelled by pain. And if she didnt have enough discomfort going on I placed a clothespin on her clit. Then I placed the Hitachi on the end of the clothespin. This made her scream out Aw, FUCK!. Well, I didnt have anything else to do while Zed heated up more wax. She seemed like she was getting a little bored, you know. I asked her how it felt but it was hard to hear her over the constant whacking sound the clothespin was making each time it was vibed off the Hitachi. Rather like a woodpecker making a hole in a tree (or the side of the house in the case of The Attic). But I made out something about how much it hurt. I think. Well, here comes Zed again with fresh hot wax. Syn is really beautiful when shes mad. Oh, we didnt get her mad did we? After a while Syn was completely covered in wax. Her entire body from head to foot. When it came time to do her face Zed made a mask of wax, heated, then pressed onto her face to make it form fitting. A breathing tube was inserted. Then I cut some of my cock hair off and used it for a mustache. After that clit clothespin had been on there for quite awhile she started to beg to have it removed. So I came on over and asked her about her clit problem. Once we identified what the problem was I asked her if she wanted me to just pull it off. So I did. She had something to say about god and the word damn. Thats when I rub it a bit, just to get the blood flowing again. Jeez, youd have thought I did something wrong what with all the screaming and cursing. Thats the last time Ill be nice to her. So thats when I pull out the flogger and begin to whip the wax from her body. All of the wax. And folks, by this time it is as though shes in a plaster cast. And whip I did, relentlessly. I alternated between whipping her and using the Hitachi on her. She was pissed. She looked ridiculous with her cock hair mustache mask on while stamping her hands and feet on the floor in an effort to assuage the pain. But I just kept at it. When the Hitachi became too much she begged to be whipped more. So I did. Large chunks of wax coming off in layers. I was relentless in my effort to whip it all off but ultimately, she safe worded on me. Tough ass Syn wasnt that tough after all. Part III of III
Next scene is a full body waxing. To get started she is tautly secured spread-eagle to the floor via chains and cuffs. Once in place Zed takes over and begins to paint hot wax onto her body with a brush. Lots of wax. The first words out of her mouth are ...thats really fucking hot... Zed just keeps working as though she didnt say a thing. She screams. Her breasts move about. She raises her head in exasperation. Her breathing is heavy and labored. And theres lots of wax to go. She screams more. She uses the word fuck a whole lot. I pop in and put the Hitachi on her for a bit. She doesnt like that at all. Finally she begs to simply be beaten. But thats too easy. She alternates between anger, desperation and sheer terror. Sometimes a hand or a foot just begins to move independently, rocking on its own in some crazy rhythm propelled by pain. And if she didnt have enough discomfort going on I placed a clothespin on her clit. Then I placed the Hitachi on the end of the clothespin. This made her scream out Aw, FUCK!. Well, I didnt have anything else to do while Zed heated up more wax. She seemed like she was getting a little bored, you know. I asked her how it felt but it was hard to hear her over the constant whacking sound the clothespin was making each time it was vibed off the Hitachi. Rather like a woodpecker making a hole in a tree (or the side of the house in the case of The Attic). But I made out something about how much it hurt. I think. Well, here comes Zed again with fresh hot wax. Syn is really beautiful when shes mad. Oh, we didnt get her mad did we? After a while Syn was completely covered in wax. Her entire body from head to foot. When it came time to do her face Zed made a mask of wax, heated, then pressed onto her face to make it form fitting. A breathing tube was inserted. Then I cut some of my cock hair off and used it for a mustache. After that clit clothespin had been on there for quite awhile she started to beg to have it removed. So I came on over and asked her about her clit problem. Once we identified what the problem was I asked her if she wanted me to just pull it off. So I did. She had something to say about god and the word damn. Thats when I rub it a bit, just to get the blood flowing again. Jeez, youd have thought I did something wrong what with all the screaming and cursing. Thats the last time Ill be nice to her. So thats when I pull out the flogger and begin to whip the wax from her body. All of the wax. And folks, by this time it is as though shes in a plaster cast. And whip I did, relentlessly. I alternated between whipping her and using the Hitachi on her. She was pissed. She looked ridiculous with her cock hair mustache mask on while stamping her hands and feet on the floor in an effort to assuage the pain. But I just kept at it. When the Hitachi became too much she begged to be whipped more. So I did. Large chunks of wax coming off in layers. I was relentless in my effort to whip it all off but ultimately, she safe worded on me. Tough ass Syn wasnt that tough after all.
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