With Sybil it is all about control. He wants to control their sight - Sybil wears a hood. Bound in a chair Sybil sleeps; their face covered with thick leather. Their tits bound tightly. A slight purple hue shows just how long. He wants to control their sound - Sybil is gagged. He uses a latex hood to cover their face. A gag is blown up in their mouth. Then a leather gag is pushed into their mouth. He tests their ability to make sound from within the gag. He wants to control their breathing - Sybil's air is restricted. The latex hood can also be used with a rebreather bag. An extremely tight collar also helps to take their breath away. Sybil's breath is broken.
The words she reads command her to undress and restrain herself...Unsure, Jeydah complies. The admirer appears and Jeydah's pulse begins to race. She offers all she has but is it what he wants?
Feenix plans a day of objectification through bound punishment, submissive conditioning and plenty of pleasure overload...Molly has serious interests in experiencing what he has in store for her, and she submits very well from the first minute...
Knowing that Leila would be home alone for the day I felt she deserved some entertainment. Wrapping her upper body in duct tape leaving her breasts exposed she struggles until she finally tires and falls asleep. Waking up she finds only a note and a game. It doesn't take long for her to figure out that pressing the green button turns on the vibrator. She races over to it only to find it shuts off soon after. Now the game is obvious and she struggles to keep the vibrator going long enough to orgasm. With her arms and legs bound it's no easy task. Will she achieve her much desired orgasm?
Genres: Bdsm, Controlled Orgasm, Breast Bondage, Breast Torture, Predicament Challenge, Whipping
Video language: English
To pacify this aggression we rig the vibe to her pussy and Afsana Kink actually kicks into yet another gear...It's amazing to witness...This one's definitely a keeper...
This last semester at university was rough. Long nights studying and working two jobs to pay for it. All I wanted was a bit of a break. My parent's cabin in the woods was empty and I always sleep so well when I'm here. It's so remote no one ever bothers me. It's so safe up here we don't even lock the doors or windows. It felt like a dream, the ropes began to caress my skin. As I roused I felt the tightness of the bondage. My mouth was filled with rope and struggled to move. There was no escape for me. I tried to stay quiet so that maybe he wouldn't hurt me. That didn't work. It seemed there was nothing I could do. His intentions were at first. Did he want to fuck me? Did he want to hurt me? Did he just want me as his play thing? As the torments kept coming it became obvious that he wanted all of that. I was to be his to do with as he pleased.
We have Coral captured and enraptured. She is a beautiful girl with a love of bondage but some apprehensions about metal. The entire idea of being shackled by something cold, rigid and unyielding makes her the kind of nervous that we like to see. The kind of nervous that makes her panties wet and her defenses come down. She won't back down, though. She said she is up for anything and she meant it. The bruises we leave on her prove that. But the fact that she feels an extra element of fear is easily detectable. It's in the little glances she makes around the room, the way she tries to hold her cries inside, and how she never once complains, no matter how rough we get with her. Cane her, whip her, vibrate her; she will suffer through it all. She doesn't want to crumble. She wants us to think she is as tough as the iron used to bind her. She is going to have to prove it.