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Cal-Hook

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Release: 2000

She's let out of the box, hooded and cuffed. Not too happy with her situation. She does not want to be here, but it looks like she has no choice. She freaks out when pd squirts her with the super soaker, but has no idea it's only the prelude of some electro play.

When she finds out that swearing doesn't help, she tries to play along with pd. He doesn't fall for her tricks. Then she's looking for support from her friend in the box. To no avail.

She likes his hands on her pussy better then the torch he's holding but he is not going to be nice. He lets her feel what insex is about...

The last parts of this video have no sound. But the pictures speak for themselves.

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Duration: 00:20:57

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1016 Test

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Release: 2001

She's a secretary for a firm filled with bullish men in blue suits and blue ties, who keep themselves trim, their hair short and off the neck. "Where did you learn about Insex?" "My boss's computer. At work." Did she melt when she was watching? Did her nipples go taut, erect? Could each and every one of those virile men sniff her out across the room as she dripped and drooled into her silky white panties? And as they found themselves irresistibly drawn, as they crowded about her desk each vying for position, did they guess she was imagining herself bound to a chair and leaning forward so that her drooping breasts could be bound until they popped? How could they know she was thinking of cloth, soaked with the juice of her cunt, then stuffed into her mouth and taped in place? The men in the office are peacocks strutting about on plush carpet in fine Italian shoes, each feeling that itch in the crotch, the tension that spreads like flame from the cock all the way to the fingers and the tongue, setting the brain on fire. All they want is to fuck, like animals that crawl upon a bitch in heat and thrust. She wants her waist cinched, her hands in mits, a thick leather collar gripping her by the throat. She wants to squirm, to crawl, lathered in oil, helpless, fucked with a pole. She wants her body rendered like meat, cleaved in two, chopped, and bled as though she's been butchered and dangled from a hook. She wants to wallow in perversion, in everything these sculpted hunks of shallow masculinity that crowd about her desk can never imagine or design. And as they wander off, one by one, still under the spell of her dark musk, she's thinking of her body strapped at ankles, knees, thighs, waist, and chest. In her ass and cunt are inflatable devices that wrench her wider with each pump. She is standing upright on a wheeled cart. She is shrink-wrapped in place. She feels her own wetness running between her thighs. The tube in her mouth that allows her access to breath is the only indication of how she is yet a living thing. Not woman. Not girl. A thing. A device by which her master deigns to take his pleasure.


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ELASTIC

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Release: 2002

A bondage virgin, she has no idea what's in store... She endures it all, reveling in the new sensations. Quickly, the vibrator brings her to another well deserved, mind-blowing orgasm.

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BARN 49

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Release: 2002


In the debut of the Insex Farm, sassy sub 49 is relocated to the country for a sample of the simple life.

Manhandled and dragged into the barn, her lithe, limber body is tossed onto the floor. PD hogties her tightly then pulls down her skirt and tank top, leaving her skin bare as she writhes against the itchy hay.

He pulls the tie even tighter, forcing her back into an arch. The rope around her neck is severe, strangling when she moves. Then he covers his helpless captive with piles of hay to keep her warm for the night.

In the morning, she takes a ride into town, keeping him company while he runs his errands. Seated in a cage in the back of his truck, her eyes dart nervously; she is pondering her fate. Back on the farm, she is again delivered to the barn. Hoisted high in the air, she waits, surrounded by the darkness.

Awakened early, she is lead outside, chained and restrained with ankle and wrist manacles. Her first chore of the day is to dig a hole in the hard, rocky earth. The cuffs dig into her bones as she thrusts the shovel into the ground. Exhausted, she squats down, using bare hands to toss away rocks and dirt.

Done with her task, she is placed back in the cage to be buried in the grave she dug for herself. Covered in dirt up to her neck, she attempts to ward off the bugs that have gathered. PD pisses all over her face and hair, places a rock in her open mouth, then covers her head with a metal pail.

In the evening, she is returned to her cage in the barn. Crammed in so tight, she cannot move to relieve the pressure of the metal against her aching legs. She pees through the bars of the cage then endures her torment silently.

Lowering the cage onto a wooden block, PD uses a spider gag to hold 49’s mouth wide, allowing him easy access to all of her holes. He shoves a dildo into her mouth making her gag–she begs for it to go anywhere else. He fucks her cunt, thrusting it rapidly so the cage rocks and the metal digs sharply into her knees. Then he pushes it into her ass, sliding it in and out slowly, firmly. Finally he uses the vibrator on her throbbing clit; juice drips from her pussy as he rewards her for a hard day’s work.

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Dolly

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Release: 2003

The sweet suffering betty doll wiggles, whimpers, wails and offers all her holes to be played with.

Locked into a metal triangle, she’s forced to keep legs spread, even as she attempts to scoot into position on PD’s command. Tipped onto her side, she is defenseless, drooling through a metal bit gag while Mr. Pogo fucks her clamped cunt.

Face covered with a rubber hood, she must maintain a harsh position with legs bent, chest lifted, and back arched. PD tightens a chain extending from head harness to ankles, deepening the bend in her back. A blindfold panel is placed over the eyeholes, increasing her terror.

Next betty is wrapped securely to a chair. Black tape covers her whole body, leaving only her pussy and tits accessible. She whines and sobs as PD encases her whole face, leaving her effectively isolated. He attempts to calm her with the vibrator’s soothing touch.



It’s Matt’s turn to play with betty next. He tapes her arms to feet in a hogtie position and covers her mouth so she can’t complain. Clamping her fleshy, tender breasts, he adds weights, to stretch them painfully downward.

Strapped down to a metal chair like a pig for slaughter, betty’s predicament provides endless possibilities. PD tightens a belt around her long neck then goes to work examining her holes. He begins with the nostrils, flaring them out wide. Blood drips from betty’s nose and collects in puddles on the floor.

PD continues his exploration in the next scene. He suctions her sumptuous, hanging breasts and tests her gag reflexes, shoving a dildo through the spider gag that holds her mouth wide. He fucks her cunt with Mr. Pogo then thrusts the dildo into her puckered asshole. Mr. Pogo is then returned to her waiting mouth, so betty can taste her own ass. Then back it goes again, penetrating her tortured asshole. The vibrator stimulates her clit while she’s being fucked.

Finally, a gas mask is fit over her face and a plug is stuffed up her asshole. Tubes connect the two, forcing poor, tormented betty to breathe her own ass while she wallows in the agony of her bondage.

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ALIEN

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Release: 2003


Finding herself a long way from home, Norwegian visitor 1024 wonders why the Full Monty Insex Experience was not in the brochure.

Hooded and bound with belts, the petite blonde bombshell informs PD that she weighs 54 kilos and stands at 1.66 centimeters tall. Dissatisfied with these responses, PD smacks her around a bit.

The hood is pulled off so that a gag can be stuffed in 1024's mouth. Next, she is stripped of her blouse, skirt, and bra. Dressed only in a pair of tights, she balances on tiptoe, feet gracefully arched.

Restrained in a straight jacket, she wiggles defiantly, attempting to free her bound arms. With legs strapped together, escape is impossible, but lithe, nubile 1024 is relentless in her struggle, groaning with determination as she bends and twists. Even after PD suspends her by her ankles with legs spread, she continues to writhe tenaciously. He gives her a real reason to wriggle, cutting the crotch of her tights and flogging her bare pussy.

In the next scene, 1024 is tied down to a wooden trunk with legs and lower back lifted. Offered up unguarded, her ass is the perfect target for the flogger's stinging leather. Desperately she whines, futilely writhing to escape the inevitable blows. Mr. Pogo penetrates her accessible cunt, pounding mercilessly as she fidgets to avoid its thrust. PD leaves the dildo inside so that she fucks herself while the cane aggravates her firm ass and sensitive soles.

Hogtied, she suffers with neck pulled back and sensitized, bound breasts crushed under her weight. Rope contorts her face ridiculously, forcing eyes to squint and cheeks to pucker. Threatened with the pig prod, 1024 bleats pitifully, painfully aware that she is helpless to save herself.

She is then tied into position on hands and knees with ass thrust upward, presented for inspection. A wooden stake is forced into her conveniently offered asshole then left in place while PD decorates her smooth skin with a cane. The vibrator proves to be the worst torture she has endured so far; body undulating, she snivels, begging for it to stop. However, her desperate pleas only offer PD more encouragement to continue in his endeavor.

Belted down to a platform of wooden beams with legs in a wide straddle, 1024 is primed for her final scene. Cord extending from a head harness to a hook in her asshole creates an uncomfortable pressure that forces her to keep neck lifted while PD continues with his torments. After adorning her face with a nose hook and dental gag, he moves on to reshape her female parts. Nipples and pussy are sculpted, sucked out into tight nodules. For the grand finale, Mr. Pogo and the vibrator send 1024 into a hysterical screaming frenzy and have the poor Norwegian damsel packing for the next plane out of town.

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INTERLUDE

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Release: 2003

Interlude is the edited footage of a live feed with Spacegirl and Moonshine, shot in three segments, July 12, 2003.

The first half of Interlude explores the imago and predicament of long term containment.

The second half follows Moonshine into the barn for intense bondage, torment, and pleasure.

It begins with two girls naked on a mattress, chained to the wall. One wears a solid metal hood. The other wears a heavy metal head cage. The one wearing the metal hood investigates its immutable surface with her hands, as though trying to understand it. The two girls touch one another. They hold hands, seeking comfort in this strange circumstance where they wait and wait.

Upon a mantel rests a skull and torture devices, perhaps portraying the course of things to come. Then we see a metal container. The doors are opened to reveal two girls packed side by side within, separated by a metal grid.

Once the hoods are removed, Spacegirl and Moonshine sit, waiting. Time is the enemy. It eats into muscle, into the mind. The container is turned on its side so that now they are stacked, one above the other. They re-position, their naked young flesh stark inside so much metal. Metal plates are removed from the side and each girl’s head is pulled out and bracketed in place.

Spacegirl is slapped in the face repeatedly. They are both gagged. The metal grid is hard on knees. Pain mounts in small increments. Clothespins are placed on tongues, ear lobes, and the septa of their noses. They wait. Now time is deadly. Drool drips into the hair of the one below. The girls help one another, finding a way to remove the clothespins. But with the clothespins gone, the pain of their position becomes paramount. Their torment rises.

The gags are removed. More face slapping. But a caress here and there between the slaps creates compliance, willingness. The metal plates are unscrewed. They recoil into their containment, worn down by captivity.

The second part takes place in the barn. Moonshine is strapped onto a chair. A tight black leather hood conforms to her face. She has only a small hole through which to breathe, rocking with each breath as though it is a struggle.

His shadow darkens her form as he approaches. He fondles, kisses, plays with her breasts. Her feet are raised to the front corners of the seat and strapped in place, so that her knees are up and separated.

When the hood is removed, a clear plastic bag, loosely fitted to the head and neck, is put in place. The plastic fogs from the moisture of her breath. A dildo goes inside of her, its shiny black surface setting off her many dangling labia rings. Clamps pinch her nipples. He flogs her pussy. Cord is looped though her labia rings and tied off around the protruding base of the dildo to keep it in place.

The clear hood is replaced by the tight black leather hood, each lace pulled to meld it to her face. The hood creates the sense that her head is an idealized representation rather than a living thing. Her hands, pinioned together by the heavy leather strap, make worried movements. She holds them together as though in prayer. And the flogging begins again. Her skin goes red from the welts about her pussy. Her breast is mottled by the whip. The Eroscillator appears. The maw of her pussy widens from excitement, ringed by labial jewelry. When she is unable to come by the time he counts backwards from ten, he turns off the vibrator and leaves.

Then she is standing, legs spread, arms bound back. The high collar on her neck keeps her chin up. One leg is tied to the beam behind her, perpendicular to her body. He shocks the bottom of her foot with a cattle prod that looks for all the world like the Devil’s fork. The vibrator returns, but a cane appears also. He uses them together. She screams and cries. He kisses her. She looks shell-shocked, her bright red breast like a neon sign.

She finally comes, her face a mixture of release and pain.

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Duration: 01:31:01

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TESTS 9

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Release: 2003


Tests IX is another in a series of compilation articles cataloguing the introductory bondage interview and test of potential models.

The first girl admits she likes being overpowered. Cloth is packed into her mouth. Her dark eyes grow large and lamb-like. Her wrists are bound behind her, her elbows and ankles cinched with the rough brown rope. Rope circles her waist, her chest. As her body wiggles on the floor, her skirt works itself up her thighs, showing her pink panties. He feels her up and looks at her ass and cunt as she emits muffled protests. She is hogtied, her ass and tits bared. Fingers squeeze her nipples. She squirms, fighting the ropes, setting up a fuss as her cunt and her breasts are pawed.

The next girl works as a Dominatrix. But this time the tables are turned. Her legs are bound to the chair with plastic wrap. Black plastic is wrapped over her eyes, forming to her head. The chair back is tied to a pulley above her. Then she is wrapped to the chair about her waist, her arms plastered to her sides. Her breasts appear to spill outward. A strait razor slices her top and severs the bra. The edge of the blade is pressed into the soft, mounded flesh above her pierced nipples. The razor moves to her thighs. She whimpers, no more the Dominatrix. The chair is suddenly pushed backwards, to be caught by rope tied above. She squawks. Her skirt is ripped apart and her sheer panties shredded by the ultra-sharp edge of the razor. The inviting, pale flesh of her cunt is already shaved. “Please,” she says, begging for the blade to be nice. Her feet are tickled. She giggles, her round breasts bobbing.

A rope is tied to each ankle and her feet are hoisted up so that she is spread. The strait razor investigates her velvet labia and clit. Clothespins bite into the tender, sweet flesh of her labia and are attached to her toes, so that she is opened. She has a pale pink pussy. The inverted V of her labia, shielding her clit, is reminiscent of an orchid, the specialized petals opening and closing as she is tickled again, intensifying the effect. Her rosette darkens to a rich pink.

Another girl is bound upon her knees, her ankles roped tightly to her upper thighs. Her arms have been raised above her head then bent backward so that her wrists are bound together behind her neck. She sways back and forth, rhythmic, investigating her predicament. Then she is lying on her back. Clamps are attached to her labia, pulling them apart. Her face remains unemotional, detached. She is introduced to Mr. Pogo, which she takes readily into her mouth. When Mr. Pogo is wet, it is pushed inside her cunt, the inner lips widening to accommodate. She takes it, silent, the wavy margin of her lips reddening.

An Asian woman in a posture collar stands, her arms bound in a Japanese cradle. Her breasts are pinched between two taut ropes. One ankle is tied off to the side, and the other is raised and tied at the knee. Clamps are placed upon her nipples and tied upward with her long hair, her breasts purple. Her darkened clit and inner labia dangle downward, widening as Mr. Pogo enters.

The next test is a girl in a camo dress and tennis shoes. She’s had fantasies, she admits, of being tied and forced. Her elbows are bound behind her back, but her wrists are tied to her sides. Her crotch is bound. She wriggles, fighting the rope.

She’s gagged with cloth, her face taped. The camo dress is cut off her shoulders, her soft, pale breasts revealed. A rope is wrapped around and around her neck. She is laid on her stomach, the neck rope tied back to her ankles, arching her back, choking her.

A very wide collar is strapped on her neck. A pulley is hooked onto the collar, pulling her up on her toes. As she is pawed, she fights, but can hardly move without choking herself. A nose hook keeps her head high. She wavers, unbalanced.

Bound to a post with her arms in strappado, she is bent over, her head upside down. Her mouth and eyes are wrapped with rope and cinched to the post. Her cunt is bound, pulling back the thick, fleshy lips to give open access.

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SLEEPING BEAUTY

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Release: 2003

She’s nervous, sitting on a couch. She leafs through a magazine, looks around, fusses with her hair. In a moment of anxiety, she picks up the phone and dials a number. Her friend Donna answers the phone.

I think I’m in over my head, she says.

Donna is reassuring. Relax, she says. It will be okay. He’s great. He’ll take good care of you. You’ll have great orgasms. You’re going to have fun.

Wenona doesn’t seem reassured.

PD knocks on the door. When she answers, he gives her a teddy bear as a gift. I have this contract for you to sign, he says. It obliges you to act a certain way over the next several hours.

She is reticent. More nervous. The contract refers to her as the “subject” and he is the “handler.” She has to be under his control for the duration of the “event.” It adds to the excitement, he says. It’s part of the scene. Don’t worry. She balks. Almost doesn’t sign. But in the end, she caves. She signs.

Nothing terrible.

Not yet.

But then he has a pill he wants her to take. A sleeping pill. Don’t worry. It adds to the excitement. It’s part of the scene. Nothing to worry about. Not now.

Not yet.

She takes the pill.

He puts a video on the TV. It’s a video of a naked girl in chains and shackled. She’s sweaty and dirty, digging a hole. She’s a good girl, he says. She was locked in a box overnight. It wasn’t so bad. It was cloudy that day, it didn’t get that hot in the box after all.

The tape shows the girl with her head locked outside of the box. The head, he says. Don’t you think it’s the prettiest part of a girl?

Wenona’s getting sleepy, drowsy. He takes out mitts and puts them on her hands. To protect your nails, he says. I don’t want to ruin your nails. But she’s almost unconscious at this point. She lays her head on his shoulder. She drops off.

He sets a plastic transport box next to the couch, undoing her skirt. He rolls her into the box. The lid snaps shut.

The screen goes dark. A flashlight shines in the dark. It shows her shirt, her breasts, her body. We hear the in and out of breathing. The flashlight shows a gas mask with her eyes inside, behind the round glass openings.

The lights go on. She is on her back, lying on a metal bed. Stocks fasten her ankles, spread apart. Her neck and wrists are fastened in stocks at the other end so that she is stretched out. He cuts off her clothing. Her body is lean, athletic, tight. She struggles. He sits beside her and dials a phone.

She’s ready, he says. And already a little wet. He hangs up.

He lubes her pussy and cunt and drills a dildo inside of her. Then he toys with her, pulling on her nipples and the hairs of her pussy. He plugs the intake tube of the gas mask. You’ll breathe when I want, he says. And she struggles, distressed.

Perhaps she’s thinking, things have now gotten somewhat terrible. Somewhat. This goes on, with him making her plead for air and thanking him when she is allowed to breathe.

The gas mask comes off. He tapes her eyes. There is a knock at the door. Donna enters. Wenona has no idea she is there. She kisses Wenona. She runs her fingers over her. Donna bites her nipples, nibbles, pulls at them. She undresses and straddles Wenona. She fingers her pussy, rubbing her breasts on Wenona’s body. Donna’s nipples dangle over Wenona’s mouth, dropping down for a moment, then withdrawing. Wenona is smothered with breast, cutting off her air.

After a bit of this, Donna sits on her face, telling her to suck it. Donna’s pussy hovers and Wenona’s tongue and mouth reach. Wenona is smothered with pussy, her excitement rising, but she can hardly move. She’s held in place.

A vibrator hums against Wenona’s clit. She comes, with Donna’s cunt smothering her face.

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Release: 2003

When PD told me that we would be doing water torture for the pre-feed I wasn’t that concerned. I think I even joked about hoping that it would drive me mad. I never expected to feel what I did. I never expected to barely be able to make it through. I thought it would be easy.

When the water first began to drip on my forehead it was cold and it kept dripping into my eyes. It annoyed me more than anything else. I began to count the bricks on the ceiling and sing songs in my head to distract myself. When the water started running into my ears it created some kind of suction with the metal rods. My hearing became muted and the drops began to make noise when they landed. I started to notice a pattern in the way they fell and ran down the back of my head. I think I began to focus too much on the water drops and at some point I couldn’t stop myself from counting them as they fell. I kept telling myself to relax and think of something else but all I could think of was the water. I could see the drops falling. In my mind they started falling slower and heavier. When they landed it felt like they were creating a hole in my forehead. It was like someone pressing a long rod through my head and down to the back of my neck. Everything became intensified in my head. When PD came and spoke to me it was like he was hovering over me. I think that was when I began to hallucinate. It was almost as if he wasn’t there at all. When he spoke I couldn’t hear anything and when he said he was touching me I couldn’t feel a thing. All I could do was imagine the water droplets turning into huge puddles of water on my forehead and when the next one would fall it felt like it was splashing into an emptied out section of my forehead. When PD would bang on the pipes it wasn’t like I was hearing it at all. It felt as though he was jamming a hot iron rod into my ears. It was piercing. It made me sick to my stomach. It made me want to jerk my head away but I knew if I did I would injure my other ear on the metal rod. I had never felt anything like it before and I was scared. I felt as though my head must have surely begun to bleed from all the pressure that the water had created.

When it was over I didn’t really understand what was going on. I was so nervous that there was going to be some kind of physical change in the way my head looked because it felt so different from what it had felt like before the show. I forgot where I was for a while. I didn’t understand why there were people in the room or why they were all watching me. My head hurt so badly, it was unlike any headache I had experienced before. It was a throbbing, aching feeling and it felt as though the hole through my head that the water had caused was still there. When I closed my eyes to regain my composure I could still hear the water falling and feel it dropping on my forehead. It would not stop.

Even now, a few hours later, it is still there. Not so much the dropping of the water, but the sensation of a hole through my head. I can still hear it when I close my eyes. I’m hoping that might go away soon, otherwise I might not be able to sleep again.

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Duration: 00:50:03

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Gabriella

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Release: 2003

gabriella shows up for a glamour bondage shoot, but gets more than she bargained for. In the beginning, she pretends distress, struggling for the camera. But once she’s bound in a hogtie, a cloth is pressed against her face and she passes out.

gabriella is stripped and tied so that she is spread very wide. At first, it is his foot that plays with her pussy, the toes slipping inside of her several times. But then, out comes a condom. Her mouth is plunged up and down the shiny black shaft. Afterwards, she is re-positioned, bent over in strappado. She is fucked from behind.

Poor gabriela is bound again, this time on her knees, ass in the air, her pussy roseate and gleaming. For her reward, a vibrator is used to torment her wet clit. She bucks like a bronco, pleading for mercy.

Genre: BDSM, Extreme Bondage, Domination, Sadism, Masochism, Torture, Fetish, Spanking, Rubber

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Duration: 00:20:45

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Garden Gnomes

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Release: 2004

The sky is pitch black when I shoot up in bed. My body is covered in sweat but I am shivering and cold. The nightmare was so vivid, almost real. It comes back to me in flashes. Like in a storm, how the lightening reveals everything for a brief moment. And then all is dark again.

I see a house in a small town I don't recognize. A man in black grinning evilly as he throws me to the floor, tapes me up, and yanks my underwear off. My friend tyler is in the bathtub moaning and convulsing with mouth taped and shirt over her head. There is nothing I can do to help her. I can't even help myself.

I see myself alone, belted down to a card table, trembling in fear. He stands above. Smoking. Watching. Deciding what to do now, what the next torture will be. The heat of his cigarette warms me when he nears. My skin is hungry to feel its burn. He touches it down to my breasts. Softly at first, then harder, so that red dotted rings appear around my nipples. Then he drags it slowly down across my stomach and presses it firmly into my clit. I moan and scream in ecstasy.

I am staked out with arms and legs spread wide and back arched over a thick, round log. Eyes closed, body motionless and drenched with oil. Exhausted and unable to struggle, I am nothing but a lifeless, slimy mass of flesh, an ornament for his lawn.

Then there's a cabin surrounded by woods and that same man with that same grin. He strips us down and leads us into the wilderness like two dogs on a single leather leash. Our legs are held open with branches and he looks back to smirk at our silly waddling walk. The hard, splintery dildo shoved deep into my pussy pokes and prods with each step, searching for a tender spot. He tethers us to a tree and leaves us there, naked, vulnerable, and restrained. Only able to communicate with desperate eyes and muffled groans. Simultaneously, we strain to free ourselves.

I remember trees. Two of them, facing each other. And we are bound to them, forced to share our suffering. Mouths stuffed with wooden gags, our cries mingle to create a single, anguished tune. I watch tyler writhe under the ropes, rubbing her delicate skin against the tough, scratchy bark. I see the despair in her eyes. She is trapped. And so am I. He strikes her with a thin tree branch till tits and thighs are covered with red lashes. I cringe at the sound of each stroke and glance down at my own sensitive breasts, made purple and bulbous by the leather around them. My time will come soon enough.

The last thing I recall: he is grumbling and tossing me into a hole. "Gotta bury the evidence," I think he said. He covers me in dirt packed tightly up to my neck. He brings tyler out, buries her head, and secures her feet with wooden stakes. After placing a ring gag in my mouth, he unzips his pants and relieves himself, spraying pee all over both of us. Then he walks away, abandoning us.

I am left with that picture in my mind. A disembodied head and a decapitated body baptized with the piss of our captor. Just the thought sends chills crawling down my spine. But I am safe at home. And there is no man in black. Because it was all just a dream. Right?

Genre: BDSM, Extreme Bondage, Domination, Sadism, Masochism, Torture, Fetish, Spanking, Rubber

Format: avi

Duration: 00:58:02


Resolution: 320x240

Size: 554 Mb

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RIPENING

Video + full photoset from Insexarchives.com

Release: 2004

Young, pliant, but green, the ever-popular S4 and 423 spend a few days in the cuntree learning hard lessons in slavery from the example of luxurious 912.

They are bound, coaxed, harnessed like horses, prodded, whipped, and made to suck pussy, but 912’s quiet acceptance is far beyond their abilities. Mummified in bright red except for those succulent double D breasts, 912 looks painfully ripe. Her breasts, large bulbs of flesh, scream out for torture. Burs dig into her nipples. She’s left hanging, like a drupe, to ripen just a tad more. So that when you take her down to eat, when you gnaw and gnash at her juicy inner fruit, she’s perfect.

Genre: BDSM, Extreme Bondage, Domination, Sadism, Masochism, Torture, Fetish, Spanking, Rubber

Format: avi

Duration: 00:53:27


Resolution: 424x240

Size: 535 Mb

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427

Video + full photoset from Insexarchives.com

Release: 2004

427 says she’s seen Insex on the web. She thinks it looks “intense and fun.” Not only that, she likes forced orgasms. This kid is ready for a romp, and she gets it. Orgasm and a lot of rope.

Even while she’s hanging by her wrists, it’s obvious that 427 is having a great time. After she’s stripped, 427 is suspended Japanese style, as though lying on her side with one leg extended. Her pussy is thick and rosy. Her young skin, so fresh and smooth, begs to be bruised. Mr. Pogo slides in and out of that pretty pink pussy. A vibrator begins the terrible task of “forcing orgasms.” 427 moans and comes. After 427 is hung upside down, she’s punched, pummeled, tickled, and slapped. In the end, she’s left in a hogtie, with a hook groping her gorgeous young ass.

Genre: BDSM, Extreme Bondage, Domination, Sadism, Masochism, Torture, Fetish, Spanking, Rubber

Format: avi

Duration: 00:26:40

Resolution: 320x240

Size: 232 Mb

427

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Insex Fat Camp 3

Video + full photoset from Insexarchives.com

Release: 2004

The long-awaited Insex Fat Camp 3 is a shocker for poor angelene. She’s chained, stapled, and wired so that her exercise regime can be improved. Violet wand and cattle prod follow, melting angelene to a puddle of tears. But the reward is well worth the wait. A juicy orgasm with fast fucking action provided by Mr. Pogo.

The Live Feed begins with angelene hogtied. Cyd tickles her then cuts the toes of her hose down to her ankles, shooting in a line of staples in both legs. She fields questions from the chat as the phantom sax moans in the background.

angelene steps on the scales for the moment of truth, but it’s already obvious in her face and body. She’s lost eight pounds since Insex Fat Camp 1, and reaps a promise from Cyd that she’ll be rewarded. Since her stockings won’t stay up, Cyd staples those in place just for fun. A harsh, wide collar is buckled around her neck. Mitts and straps secure her hands and arms. She’s chained so that she must stand on two sheets of copper surrounded by a bed of tack points. The staples in her ankles and the copper are wired. Alternating shocks force her to dance back and forth on her toes. Spraying the copper with water ramps up the conduction, bringing angelene to tears. Then she must pony step, raising her knees high to avoid punishment. She’s soon out of breath, exhausted, and weeping.

Metal stocks, metal waistband, and chain hold her in a sitting position, leaning slightly backward. The violet wand cracks and spits against her breasts and nipples. She cringes, gritting her teeth in a useless attempt to stifle her screams.

Ten horrid shocks with the cattle prod, one for every pound overweight, affect a major meltdown in angelene. She sobs out of control. For her reward, she’s vibrated and fucked. Her pussy opens wide. After she comes, she smiles and delivers her parting shot – “that was so much better than the cattle prod.”

Genre: BDSM, Extreme Bondage, Domination, Sadism, Masochism, Torture, Fetish, Spanking, Rubber

Format: avi

Duration: 01:05:26

Resolution: 320x240

Size: 576 Mb

Insex Fat Camp 3

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