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Administrator Vivica is trapped in the basement of her captor. A ballgag has been strapped deep into her mouth. Her elbows have been slammed together and cinched tightly. Her tits have been compressed with rope, making them engorged. Every little movement she makes will pull on her tits as the rope is tied off to a beam above her. She stands in her high heels struggling in her predicament, moaning as the ropes bite deeply into her flesh. The Hunter comes in, tying the blonde's wrists together and tightening the rope that pulls on her aching tits. He then smacks and squeezes her tits, her face wincing as her moans get louder. He pinches her nipples firmly; her protests cannot stop him. Her eyes start to dart as he brings over more rope. She desperately tries to keep her footing to minimize pulling on the taunt rope, squeezing her tits. He ties a crotch rope on her, rigging it into a pulley system and pulls the rope deeply into her pussy as her moans and cries intensify. After securing it, he slaps Vivica's already sore tits. He crosses her ankles and ties them, making this a challenge for her to keep balance. He decides to do some final rope tightening removing any slack that has settled in and one of her tits rips out of the rope causing her to yelp loudly, eyes really widening with fear. Screaming into her gag, the helpless damsel is terrified at her feeling of loss of balance. Sweat is running down all over her curvaceous body. She is trembling in panic, breathing heavy, alternating between crying and groaning. He leaves her a drooling mess to struggle and keep balance until he decides to return.
Vivaca Lase is bound, standing in the lair with her back to a pole. Her elbows are crushed together around the pole and cinched, as are her wrists.She is wearing thigh high shiny red boots and a two piece black leather outfit that hugs her curves. A red ball gag is strapped deeply into her mouth. She struggles in her bindings without much luck, stomping her heels on the basement floor. The Hunter enters, ignoring her pleas, and wraps thick black electrical around her head and over her gag. Once he muffles the wench, He takes the rope that was left dangling around her neck and begins her crotchrope, pulling it taut between her lips. She mumbles thru her gag as he taunts her. After rigging her crotchrope pulley style, he attaches a paint can to the other end and drops it. She yelps into her gag and he puts the paint can into full swing ensuring she will feel every tug as it rocks back and forth. While she suffers, he binds her ankles together. Next he grabs a larger paint can, she moans and protests while he enjoys her panic. He switches the cans out and drops the heavier one onto her crotchrope. She screams, her pussy in agony as the rope grinds deeper and harder. He lets it swing as he leaves her. This is her predicament for the night. Continuously moaning and screaming, she is unable to struggle, all she can do is endure it.
Vivica is trapped in the basement of her captor. A ballgag has been strapped deep into her mouth. Her elbows have been slammed together and cinched tightly. Her tits have been compressed with rope, making them engorged. Every little movement she makes will pull on her tits as the rope is tied off to a beam above her. She stands in her high heels struggling in her predicament, moaning as the ropes bite deeply into her flesh. The Hunter comes in, tying the blonde's wrists together and tightening the rope that pulls on her aching tits. He then smacks and squeezes her tits, her face wincing as her moans get louder. He pinches her nipples firmly; her protests cannot stop him. Her eyes start to dart as he brings over more rope. She desperately tries to keep her footing to minimize pulling on the taunt rope, squeezing her tits. He ties a crotch rope on her, rigging it into a pulley system and pulls the rope deeply into her pussy as her moans and cries intensify. After securing it, he slaps Vivica's already sore tits. He crosses her ankles and ties them, making this a challenge for her to keep balance. He decides to do some final rope tightening removing any slack that has settled in and one of her tits rips out of the rope causing her to yelp loudly, eyes really widening with fear. Screaming into her gag, the helpless damsel is terrified at her feeling of loss of balance. Sweat is running down all over her curvaceous body. She is trembling in panic, breathing heavy, alternating between crying and groaning. He leaves her a drooling mess to struggle and keep balance until he decides to return.
Vivica is presented in her only acceptable state, brutally bound, tightly tit ted, fully gagged with another woman's panties, and cumming with an eight-inch vibrating dildo buried inside of her wet pussy. She needed a new partner, but he needed a new rope slut which made her audition one with a bound bitch, agonized and humiliated in strict restraint, uncontrollably cumming as an orgasm machine without any chance of escape! ? She needed a new partner after her old one left her bound, gagged and loaded into the back of truck. Ted likes to work alone, but after hearing about her escape abilities decides she can prove herself to him. If she can help him ensure his packaging techniques can keep someone from escaping, he'll give her a chance to work with him on being some future damsel's bad day. She starts out sassy, smiling and testing his patience, but the ropes go on quickly and tightly. Soon her mouth is packed until her cheeks bulge with dirty panties that are tightly tape in with clear tape. Her elbows are crushed together and her exposed tits are fondled before he brutally wraps them in twine to milk her for her first real groans of agony. He's far from done though, removing her panties and fingering vulnerable pussy while she moans for him to do more. He then fucks her roughly with a dildo until she squirt for him before tying it in place. She is then positioned face down, crushing her bound tits and prone in the pool of her own piss and ejaculate. He hogties her in place, raising her chest painfully off of the ground, and tapes face back to the ropes holding her aloft. The vibrator now turned onto high, she is left to struggle. She wiggles, unable to make any progress with her bonds and the biting cords hold her fast. The vibrator, buried eight inches inside of her wet pussy, makes quick quick work of her and brings this rope slut to her first orgasm. She has a long time to go through and continues to groan in discomfort, humiliated and helpless, as she cums in for him over and over again. When he returns, she's just as helpless as when he left, so he establishes his victory over her by working the dildo in and out of her pussy until she again cums for him. Unable to escape, she is better use to him as practice than a partner, so he leaves her to her agony and the realization that this is the only use she will be to him!
Blonde pain slut Vivica Lase sits bound on a stool, struggling in the Hunter's ropes which are binding her legs and crushing her arms. Standing behind her, he pulls her head back and shoves two pair of panties in her mouth. He wraps vet wrap around her head several times taut, so she can't spit them out. He layers her gag with a few wraps of white electrical tape. The Hunter then pries her breasts from her corset and ropes a chest harness on her. Using the thin cord, he firms grabs a tit and very tightly winds the cord around several times while she groans and cries. He moves onto the next breast, tightly wrapping it until its bulging. Her brow is furrowed as she screams into her gag as he cinches them painfully together. He then lowers her to her knees and sadistically ties more cord to her breasts, pulling them up and tying it off above. Her muffled screams can be heard as she struggles angrily, trying to keep balance. He eventually removes her gag, while she cusses and he ropes her wrists to her ankles, adding more tension. After a bit, he lowers her to the floor, crushing her purple, aching tits. She struggles and screams in her hogtie, trying to lift her weight off hers tits. Jerking her body and screaming, he shoves her on her side leaving her to endure her helpless predicament.
Whimpering through her heavily taped mouth, Vivica Lase struggles on a stool. Her arms brutally crushed and bound behind her, she jerks and swings them while getting louder. Her ankles have been bound crossed and tightly tied above the knee so she doesn't try to hop away. She squirms hoping to loosen the binds, but soon the Hunter comes back with metal cuffs and shackles. She tries to protest, furrowing her brow, but her words cannot be made out nor does he care. He pulls her breast out of her shimmery blouse and begins to squeeze one of her tits into the cuff, clamping it down. He manipulates her other breast into the next cuff, locking it down even tighter as she screams. Using the shackles, he cuffs her left breast again, crushing her already bulging breasts causing her to shriek and cuss. He bends her forward running the shackle behind her knees and clamping the other cuff around her right breasts as she lets out stuttering whimpers. Cruelly pulled and bound to her knees by her tits, the Hunter isn't done. He pulls out a set of clover clamps, locks one end on a nipple, threads the chain through the rope binding her knees and clamps her other engorged nipple while she screams louder. Vivica desperately tries to keep her balance while the Hunter begins to lift and tie her arms in a strappado, painfully stretching the already aching damsel, making her focus harder on staying still. (Unfortunately, this clip was cut short when the Hunter pulled out the stool from under her. The combination of crossed ankles, six-inch stilettos and loose carpet didn't provide a good base for her to keep her balance. Vivica fell over twisting and pulling her shoulder. My camera guy and safety immediately stopped the camera and assisted me in helping Vivica to prevent any serious injury. Fortunately, she was fine but needed a bit of recovery time so ended the day of shooting.
she hadn't known her new neighbor more than five minutes and was already on the floor, wrists cuffed behind her back and head bobbing, welcoming him with her lips wrapped around his hardness until his hot and sticky appreciation spurted into her mouth. now she teetered in the doorway with only her chin for support, her face flushed red from the tightness of her gag and the inescapable stimulation of two vibrators. she groaned pitifully, completely helpless and held fast by brutally tight zip ties pinning her legs and crushing her arms fully together behind her back. her tits bulged past their biting plastic restraint, poking through holes cut in her blouse that allowed her delicate nipples to accept crushing clothespins as she groaned loudly while approaching her orgasm. this was a torment of her own making. she asked for it, even bringing the cuffs and gag, but the domination and unapologetic severity was all his making. no sooner did she agree to be a canvas for his portrait of humiliation than he was dry humping her, roughly spanking her glowing ass and sucking on her exposed tit. he even fingered her until she squirted. with his dominance established, his control was firmly established with zip ties, leading to her current predicament of strict bondage and a throbbing pussy worked by multiple toys. with an egg vibrator shoved deeply up her pussy and another vibrator wedged between her labia, her now over-sensitized snatch was her torment. yes, the zip ties were painful, but the stimulation drove her to struggle and in her bondage any movement was precarious. she wriggled and spun in place, inadvertently displaying herself to him as she tried and failed to somehow lessen the vibrating torment inside of her. there was no escape from it, though, and his cum down could do nothing to assuage her clitoris, vagina and even her rectum from being stimulated until finally his cum cow groaned loudly into the air to signify she'd finally been milked. he returned, moving in behind her, and she instinctively reached her hands to his groan and began working him through his parts. he asked if she was ready for the really hard part, and, with his taste still lingering in her mouth, she nodded and moaned emphatically to signal "yes".
