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Molly's Live Feed - InSex
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Release Year: 2013
Studio: Insex Archives
Genres: bondage bdsm torture rough pd enema 912 insexarchives

Dressed in a conservative knee length skirt, matching top, and sensible high heels I awaited my fate, gagged and cuffed, while talking myself into the appropraite mood needed. Only at times was I aware of the movement around me instead I was attempting to control the drool that was forming around the tightly cinched rope wetting the mattress and smearing my freshly made up face. I was preparing mentally for the physical strength that was going to be demanded of me. The count down. I was overwhelmed by uncertainty and nervousness.

When the clock struck 10 I melted at PD's initial touch. The first sensation of his hand was soft and gentle then in the matter of seconds I was gasping and choking! Struggling with the cut off air I managed to look directly into the lense of the camera reminding myself that people the world over were about to witness intense power exchange and I was the object of torture!

Cold scissor blades cutting off my carefully chosen outfit left me feeling helpless and craving to be .

The one leg semi suspension opened my pussy for the world to see. I could not shy away by attempting to shut my legs since the bondage was so strict. A weakness of mine is dealing with any sort of pain inflicted on or even near my vulva but I endured the whipping, surprising myself, but not without whimpering, of course.

I have a fantasy of being objectified and when PD said "Let's get some detail on this cunt" I knew I was right where I yearned to be.

The bishop contraption was terrifying. Imapled by an electrical monster it was all up to my balance or else a horrible shock would jolt through my body. It was much too intense for me... I became so parched from the loud screams I uncontrollably released I ended up begging PD for water which he just spit it in my face. How humiliating- *yum*. I could not take the suspense when he decided to control the shocks. He was takng me over the edge.

The foot torture device I was locked into was amazing. PD tied each toe individually... which is yet another one of my kinks. I have never experienced flames on my soles before and that scared me quite a bit. If I have never tried something I am hesitant to do it- only because I do not know what to expect. The caning on my underarms was another sensation I have never felt. It was very painful but I still proudly wear the marks. I had absolutely no control. I could not move my feet at all. I was completely vulnerable. I was on an emotional rollercoaster. One moment screaming as loud as my vocal cords allowed. The next weeping softly to myself. Then smiling from my heart. I left that night with actual cane marks on my soles which I never thought was possible considering how tough the skin is.

Tied to the chair. Gasping for my right to breathe. Feeling desperation as he controlled the tube of sweet oxygen. Having a line crossed by the gauze being shoved up my nostrils. Every one of these elements helped in my reaching orgasm... 3 in a row no less.

I left that night flying high as a kite. Unable to sleep, tossing and turning while dreaming of bastinado, Mr. Pogo, tied toes, and breath control. Wet dream after wet dream.

PD gave me an incredible gift. One that I will never forget.

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Caged Meat (2013)
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Release Year: 2013
Genres: BDSM

What's better than a beautiful woman in a cage being topped by a beautiful woman? A woman in chains and a gas mask is much better. A true bondage love taking delight in the spangle of the shiny restraints. That great pair of Wesco boot make this really hot, plus Mistress Gwen Freestorm adds her special touch.

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1020 - Bring it On Teaser Live Feed - InSex
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Release Year: 2013
Studio: Insex Archives
Genres: bondage bdsm torture rough pd enema 912 insexarchives

He classifies it as "post surrender", I never knew what it was.

As far back as I can remember, I always had fantasies of *. The thoughts of a vigorous struggle, followed by the humiliation of defeat, plus the final feeling of utter helplessness were an extreme physical and emotional turn on for me. I thoroughly enjoy the confinement bondage provides, but the tremendous rush that I get from the struggle is also part of the erotic allure. I am naturally submissive, but enjoy the challenge of being f0rced into the role. I really enjoy being dominated and punished, but feel that an exchange of power must take place first. I never give myself to someone, I have to be physically taken.

We began with rope, elbows bent behind my back. I felt the need to show him that it was not substantial enough. I worked cleverly to untie the knot and work my way free. We tried a second tie, which was equally insufficient. He then switched to leather straps, which were more comfortable, and I believe allowed him to bend my arms more securely without the risk of me doing some real damage to myself during the struggle. He threw me down on the mattress and began to fight to bind my ankles, again with the leather straps. I fought. I fought hard, but in the end, he won. I was bound naked on the mattress with the exception of my white cotton socks. He then removed my socks, and demanded I open my mouth. I refused. I have a very large jaw and can accommodate lots of things in my mouth, but at that moment I did not want the sock there. He persisted to shove the sock in. The sock was very dry and hard to manipulate with my tongue, but I managed, I always do. As he wrapped the tape around my face, I began to laugh, as I pushed the sock further out of my lips. I don't think that he knew what to think. I think that Pd is used to the compliant little submissive bitches that take everything he can dish out without objections. I knew at that moment, this was going to be fun. We were going to play my way. He f0rced the sock further into my mouth and applied lots of tape. I was able to struggle, but not free myself.
He had spoke of using the stockade, but I had no idea what that involved. He came toward me with a tree branch and several pieces of hardware. A big metal c- shaped piece was slipped behind my neck, then attached with nuts at either side. My wrists were then attached to either end of the branch in the same fashion. He then began working on my ankles, attaching a second branch as a spreader bar. I was able to move some, but the more I struggled, the more the branch pressing my neck constricted my airflow. This hurt, but at the same time the dizziness the airflow restriction caused was giving me a twisted sexual high. I struggled for a while in this position, and he wanted me to say something. I believe the word he wanted to hear from me was "please". I didn't want to say it. He was making me mad. I struggled for a while, the anger subsided, and when I found it difficult to fight I finally said the word.

I was then positioned on my back, stockade still in place. I could not move to either side. The branches prevented me from doing so. The only fight that I could produce was some wriggling of my body. Pd then tied my nipples to the branch with thin pieces of suede string. As I struggled my nipples were pulled very tightly upward, causing pain. I love it when it hurts so good. He then introduced me to another branch. This one was sharpened at the end. He pushed my thighs apart and inserted it. I was angry. I wanted to resist, but couldn't. I was at his mercy. He positioned the vibrating wand on my clit. I didn't want to have an orgasm, but after about 45 seconds of the intense vibrations, I knew that I would be f0rced to anyway. The more I wriggled to get away from the vibrations, the further I f0rced the branch into my wet pussy. I don't remember how many orgasms I had. Looking back, even immediately following it all, it was a blur. I know that I had at least four, maybe five really intense mind blowing orgasms. He cuddled with me and whispered something about keeping me this way all night. I wondered how many orgasms I could really take.

I am coming to New York for a live feed. He wants to interrogate me. Following the interrogation, we will play. He says that he can break me. I say "Bring it on..."!!!

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Mila 3 - InSex
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Release Year: 2013
Studio: Insex Archives
Genres: bondage bdsm torture rough pd enema 912 insexarchives

The Collector

Voices tell me what to do, how to snare her, how to stuff her mouth, what tape to use over rose-red lips. Design her with ropes, the Voices say, with straps and wire. Test her with implements, measure, examine, probe.
Her body speaks in long, low sounds. Moans. Groans. Magical sighs. Fragrant girl sounds. Female flesh, kneaded by rope, by straps so tight they squeeze her bones, forming and re-forming her shape. They make her ache. They fold her limbs around bars, f0rce forward identical bulbs of breasts, and widen her spread.
Hook her by nose and teeth. Make her dribble and drool. And taste her, the Voices whisper. Taste her.
The Voices are spare. They drip with girl. They pester. They whine. They won't leave me alone.
Weave her like a puzzle about herself, the Voices hum. Hoist her in the air. Hook her ass. Perform tests upon all her delicious holes.
My holes now. All mine. To manipulate as I please. Ahhh. She has an ass like butter, creamy and white. And I whip her into something new, beating her into froth.
Make her come, the Voices demand. Make her.
I am a man of pipes and clamps, of pins and steel margins. I manufacture her. Through my simple use of conduits and connecting pieces, she becomes a machine that can fuck herself.
How beautiful she looks to me now, suspended above in the shape of a cross, swinging slowly, a vision surrounded by a white and holy light. And I rest at last, lying below this heavenly sight, in silence. A voluptuous, stiffening silence.
The Voices have gone.
And I desire to touch her, but am fastened in place. A pin has been thrust through my heart, affixing me to the cold, hard ground.

Original FileName: 20010321 - Mila 3 (Mila)

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JG-Leathers and the Amsterdam Adventure (2013)
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Release Year: 2013
Genres: BDSM

Our friend JG-Leathers has been traveling the world for years. Naturally he enjoys the sights and sounds of other countries, but more interestingly for us he has made friends with all kinds of kinky people during his travels.

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822's December Live Feed - InSex
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Release Year: 2013
Studio: Insex Archives
Genres: bondage bdsm torture rough pd enema 912 insexarchives

Cord

He spied her, hot and young and rash,
And trussed her, goose-like, hands and feet.
He taped her mouth and ripped her dress
To probe and carve her like a meat.

Driven like half-maddened beasts,
The bulk of men act out of haste.
But slowly binding her, he thinks
That Girl is an acquired taste.

Gleaming pussy, gaping cunt
His due reward, fresh from the hunt.
With instruments of steel and chrome
He examined his new prize he owned.

He trained his doggie with his touch.
And fucked her with his favorite lunch.
Sausage seasoned with a girl
And ripened female for dessert.

He filled her with his fingers first
Up to the knuckles, nothing worse
Then slipped inside her past his thumb
And troubled her and made her come.

And so he saved the best for last
An apÈritif of Girl, what less?
He bit her on her pearly ass
And striped her red with cane and lash.

Her parted thighs, her rose-bud flesh
He ripped and gnawed and tore and gnashed
She squealed and begged. She cried, implored-
Both man and girl, entrapped in cord.

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Cowgirl's Live Feed - InSex
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Release Year: 2013
Studio: Insex Archives
Genres: bondage bdsm torture rough pd enema 912 insexarchives

He thinks of the Insex set as an autopsy room, where bodies are laid out, sliced, and cracked open. He thinks of the show as vivisection, as a method of discovery, every ounce of female flesh 13 a book. And her hair falling down about her throat, her painted lips and eyes, the endless fabric of young skin, her limbs, fingers, hair, cunt 13 a library.

He studies her. He tests her endurance during the first hour with metal, the next hour with wrap after wrap of rope, and for the third hour, rubber. He weighs her down, ties her body into knots, encases her, then After he is finished with the first torments, he begins.

She is determined to survive the removal of layers, the loss of skin, the dissection of her outer layers. This is how he searches for that which he can not help but desire.

Her.

The gentle slope of her shoulders when her arms are bound back. Her eyes moist, like she's a lake, an ocean, spilling out, overflowing, influenced not by him, or any man on earth. She is under the influence of the moon.

Her cunt goes wet with wanting, the expectation of ropes. Her breasts are wrapped, those insatiable nippled fruits, prepped for their ordeal. They grow livid as the seconds pass, as the pressure grows, as the weight of her body hangs, and her purpled breasts are wrung dry.

He is machination, hooks and pulleys, chain and rope. He is scalpels and tongs. He is forceps groping, grasping folds of flesh, mounded flesh 13 Her. He sucks her fluids, her scent of sex and want. He drinks her. His fingers dive inside of her, manipulate breasts. He splits her in two from her waist to her chin and begins a rapid excoriation of muscle and bone.

He seals her in wax, preserving her labia and clitoris, that flower which he picks for his own pleasure. He lies her body, thrown open like a coat, upon a lotus floating dreamily above the devil's fiery lake.

Her.

Skin. Lips. Breasts. Scented cunt.

The minutes pass. Hours blossom and die. By the time that he is finished, smeared with her rapture, riveted, exhausted, he stands back.

We can't decide. Which one of the two of them has been most undone?

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411's Test - InSex
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Release Year: 2013
Studio: Insex Archives
Genres: bondage bdsm torture rough pd enema 912 insexarchives

Would you know me if you saw me on the street? Would you recognize the animal lurking inside me, waiting to be released? Would you see it in my eyes? Would you tap your buddy on the shoulder, point, and whisper, "That, my friend, is a bondage slut?" Would you suspect that only two hours ago I was lying naked on a cold, concrete floor, bound and gagged and writhing in pain?
Probably not.
I wouldn't believe it myself if I didn't have the bruises to prove it.

Today was more than just an innocent experiment?it was a test of will power, a psychological battle, an exploration of my dark side, and, ultimately, a transformation. I wanted to push myself, to see how far my body could bend and how much torture it could take. I don?t know what pain is, but I want to find out. I want to feel it, to possess it, to conquer it. PD tells me that pain is all in my head, signals that my body sends to my brain. It is up to the mind to receive these messages, process them, accept them, and finally to transcend. Sounds logical, right? All I can say is: easier said than done.

He started off by tying my hands behind my back in reverse prayer. I like this position. The stretch running down the sides of my arms and back is a sort of soothing relief for me. He bound my legs together tightly and pulled them back towards my head as far as they could go (I thought). Lying there by myself on the cold, hard gray floor, I shivered and struggled to break loose. In an attempt to release all the tension and agony building up inside me, I tried to scream through the metal gag I had clenched between my teeth. PD approached me and freed my legs so that I was no longer f0rced to arch my back. I breathed a sigh of relief, though I knew this was only going to get worse. He tried to hogtie me again with my legs pulled back further and I resisted, to no avail. Then he left me again and delighted in my anguish as I twisted and turned, searching for a comfortable position that I knew was impossible to find and crying out for help I was sure would never arrive. He returned and rested my chest on his knees. Breathless and exhausted, I contemplated moving away, but then resolved to accept his kindness while he was offering it. He was being easy on me and I knew it.

For the next scene he was not so nice. Suspended by the ropes behind my back, I gasped for breath as he wrapped leather tightly around my breasts, taped my mouth, and tied my wide-open legs to a wooden branch. He attached weights to 4 strings on my pubic hairs and clamped both my nipples. In the air like this for my first time, I felt strangely powerful, like I could do anything I wanted to do. But then the dizziness became worse and worse. The pain he was trying to inflict was nothing to me. He could have done anything he wanted and it wouldn't have mattered?all I wanted was air. I tried to breathe deeply but the ropes around my ribs constricted my chest and would not allow my lungs to expand. Just when I thought I was going to pass out, I was lowered to the ground and untied. The worst was over. Or so I believed.

Immediately after these ropes were removed, I was transformed into the bondage bitch PD wants me to be?restrained, submissive, available to be tortured and consumed by anyone and everyone. A corset was laced tightly around my waist so that my breathing was restricted once again. My hands were stuffed into fingerless gloves that were attached to the collar around my neck and I wore tall black toe shoes. It surprised me to realize that I felt sexy like this. My body trembled with eager anticipation of what was coming next. For the final touch, PD pulled a black mask over my head so that I was in complete darkness and could only get air through two tiny nose holes. I have never been this helpless. Up until this point, I could always see where PD was and what he was going to do to me. I was filled with a mixture of terror, excitement, and dread. Supported by a harness over my head, I stood up for what seemed like an eternity. My face sweated and my legs shook violently as I blindly attempted to balance on my aching toes. Suddenly, I was lifted up and placed on the concrete once again. A welcome change. That is until I heard PD stepping toward me. He beat me with something?I don't know what or for how long'on my chest, my legs, my ass. This was something I was not expecting and had never felt before. I cried, jerked, and screamed with abandon. But eventually I calmed myself slightly and tried to separate mind from body.

A little pain, I tell myself. A tiny ache and nothing more. I leave the studio with burns and bruises, my medals of honor that I hope will not fade before I return to receive new ones. "I can take this," I convince myself. "Oh, this is nothing," my internal beast answers back. "You can take this and much, much more."

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8 Fingers in the Ass = Anal Whore
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Release Year: 2012
Studio: Kink: Device Bondage
Cast: Tia Ling, Isis Love

This is part 2 of 4 from the December live show. Tia's ass is property of Isis Love.

Tia's little feet get hoisted upwards revealing the pussy and ass to be destroyed. She is chained down in place, ready for Isis' monstrous cock. Her nipples are decorated with clover clamps, shaking and tugging with every move.

Today, this asshole belongs to Isis. She wrecks Tia's ass with her massive cock then hand fucks her with all 8 of fingers. But Isis makes use of that mouth of her sex toy and sets that pristine pussy right on her face. Orgasms a plenty.

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