 She is crouched in a corner, her back against the cold brick walls. A bar sits low and tight across her lap with leather straps holding her knees apart, keeping her in a squat. There is a collar around her neck and her wrists are attached to the back of it. She explains how she likes to play in her personal life. cyd tries to make her position a bit more interesting by moving a strong propane heater right next to her. She wriggles around a bit, trying to get away from the heat. A few minutes later she cyd pulls her shirt up over her head, tying it off above her arms like a sack of potatoes. She struggles inside the cloth, pressing her face against it so we can see her ghostly profile and hear her labored breathing. Next we find her in the spanish stirrups with a spider gag holding her mouth open wide. One foot of the stirrups is chained up above her to the ceiling and she twists her arms around as she lies on her back, as though she thinks she might actually get free. cyd pushes a speculum into her wet cunt and advises her to relax her muscles as he opens it wider and pokes around inside with a sharp stick. He proceeds to wedge a large butt plug deep into her asshole but quickly switches it out for the biggest one he can find. She lets out a few moans and screams as the huge hunk of rubber disappears inside her ass, but quickly quiets down. cyd congratulates her on taking the biggest thing he’s ever put in anyone’s ass before rewarding her efforts with the hitachi. |
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March 25, 2007
Bondage pics plus photos and mpegs
March 2, 2007
Bondage pics plus photos and mpegs
 The metal is cold and excruciating against my flesh. It digs into my neck, wrists, and ankles like bare bones grinding against each other at the joint. It becomes more unpleasant with every adjustment I try to make. I must force myself to become accustomed to this metal structure, to feel as though it is an extension of my skeletal structure, a part of me. Every sensation is an exquisite mixture of pleasure and pain. I feel his eyes watching me, his smirk, his pleasure in my discomfort and pain. I find that I am turned on by this in spite of myself. He knows where every tender part of my body is and he makes sure to exploit that knowledge. I have no choice but to give in, a slave to sensations. Later on, I am completely immobilized with all my weight supported by a bar between my legs. With my head and arms severely tied back I find it difficult to catch my breath and before long I am rasping and gasping for air. He lets my head up, but at the price of the singletail’s licks. All I can think about is how badly I want him to hit me harder. This position is so painful that the only thing capable of delivering relief is more pain. It takes all my concentration just to withstand it. I am so distracted that I forget to thank him when he provides me with something to stand on to displace the weight. He calls me ungrateful I am immediately consumed by so much guilt that I want to cry. I want to make it up to him and just endure it, but the pain is too great. My internal conflict is almost worse than the actual position. I want to forget this transient pain and to just tolerate my situation and please him, but I can’t let go of the feeling and the desire to physically end it. It is such a turn on to have my mind and body engaged simultaneously in this way. It proves my lack of control and that is something I like very much. Finally I cannot take any more. I have to ask to stand on the boxes again. This time I will not forget my manners. My reward is relief and a string of screaming orgasms, leaving my chest heaving with gratitude. I thank him once aloud because I am too exhausted to repeat it, although it is all that rings in my ears. |