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Julie's second visit to Device Bondage was scorching hot. Way too hot for Julie as she soon finds out. Julie's poor pussy and anal pucker are rendered aflame as cyd starts off the six hour live show by smearing a liberal amount of his special "lava" sauce into the folds of her labia and into her tight pink rosebud at the request of sadistic DB members who clamor for it in the live show chatroom. Julie begins to whimper as cyd takes time to vigorously rub her clit and clit hood to ensure that the pores open up and take in as much of the concoction as possible, thus ensuring that the burning sensation will reach its maximum effect. The sauce is not even fully applied yet and the incredible discomfort is already obvious from the expression on Julie's face. Though Julie agreed to experience the sauce prior to the show, she now urgently pleads with cyd, fervently begging him to release her from the agony that relentlessly builds between her thighs with every passing moment. When cyd re-iterates his initial warning to Julie: Once the sauce goes on, there is no way to stop it or reverse it. One must simply endure the twenty or so minutes that it takes for the salve to run its terrible course. She frantically twists her head around, her eyes wide open bearing a wild, almost inhuman gleam. In the end, Julie digs down deep inside herself and finds a reserve of inner strength to draw upon and persevere through an ordeal that would have broken the spirit of someone with lesser character. Meanwhile, as Julie endures her torment for members watching the show live around the globe, Devaun, the "decoration" model for the show, provides some additional eye candy as she suffers through her own predicament, her neck and wrists trapped in a heavy set of wooden stocks. Gagged and drooling, she kneels on a patch of cold, rough concrete floor where cyd has scattered uncooked grains of rice where they will painfully dig into her knees while also serving to prevent her from finding even the slightest respite from her position. Overall, this show featured some of the most intense bondage and brutal positions that Device Bondage has released to date. Enjoy
Several months ago when Alexa arrived for her first recorded shoot, one could have doubted both her enthusiasm for or her ability to endure a BDSM session. She was cautious and quiet, hesitant to explore areas that involved trust, such as erotic asphyxiation. Over the course of a few visits, first as a model for a test shoot, next for her own full shoot, then as a decoration for a live show, and finally now for her own live show, she has thrown caution to the wind for the most part. What brought a nervous look before now makes her eyes go hazy as she lets her body slack and rolls her hips up so the dildo can sink into deeper into her cunt and the camera has better access to the view. Delilah was a new find, a stranger until she arrived to play eye candy on the floor. When asked what she enjoyed, she said she loved humiliation. She got what she asked for, spending time chained to a post on a cold concrete floor with a filthy high heel strapped into her mouth acting as a funnel for dirty luke-warm water dripping from above to trickle onto her tongue and down her throat. NOTE: This update does not take the place of today's regularly scheduled update which will be posted on late Thursday/Friday. Please see post in BDSM forum for further details
It's hot in the small room. The lights give off waves of heat, slowly and steadily raising the temperature. My clothes are starting to stick to me and she hasn't arrived yet. By the time she finally shows up, sweat is beginning to drip into my eyes. She introduces herself and we briefly negotiate. She blows her nose and sniffles. I ask her about it and she says she's getting over a cold. She moves away and starts getting changed for the shoot. She makes small talk with some staff members. The conversation moves on to blowjobs somehow. She says she's embarrassed to watch her own porn. The shoot starts and I pick out equipment for the first scene. A collar, chain, manacles and metal bar to lock her body into a tight ball. A gag to make her drool. Tape with a rough, coarse surface to wrap around her fingers so wiping her nose will feel like sandpaper. A large mirror to force her to look at herself while a thick dildo takes turns fucking her mouth and her cunt. She squirms in a mixture of humiliation, discomfort and arousal, and can't resist when a vibrator is pressed against her clit. I let her orgasm once, then take the vibrator away
DragonLily says she likes bondage at home, but like so many girls that come through the studio she finds it easier to gain satisfaction at a shoot. She certainly gets what she came for. Her eyes are nervous with anticipation. She waits and waits, helpless and desperate. When he comes back she is so eager to please, and when the time comes she orgasms easily, curling her toes and gasping. Her eyes constantly look around, curious for what will come next. Her breathing is heavy, matching the intensity of her situation. On her knees, her back forced to arch, cyd strategically clamps her nipples and pulls them upwards, exposing the sensitive underside of her breasts. He can strike at them easier with a cane this way. After her breasts are tormented, DragonLily is on all fours, shackled down wrists, ankles, and torso, her head pulled all the way back to an ass hook. Completely immobilized, the intensity of her orgasms overwhelm her, nearly causing her to lose conciousness
I ask her about her name. "It's short for Synesthesia", she says, and pauses, looking up at me. I can tell she's just itching to give the definition, so I play along and ask. She says it means the blurring of the senses. She's thinking smelling colors and feeling sounds. I have a different mixture of sensations planned. The hard edge of the wooden horse presses painfully into her cunt as she struggles and her crotch bears the entire weight of her body. She tries to hold out, but the cane stinging her breasts and abdomen brings tears welling up almost immediately. Soon after, she's stretched up on her toes from floor to ceiling and wrapped so tight that the pressure forces her blood into the exposed flesh, making the skin in those areas taut and sensitive. Tiny clips with serrated teeth to bite into and hold their grip as weight after weight is added. A vibrator wedged between her legs performs its function and a crude mixture of pain and pleasure begins to play out in her body. She squeezes her thighs together and squirms. A teardrop rolls down her cheek. She doesn't know whether to come or cry. It's not textbook synesthesia, perhaps, but it's good enough for me
Ky. A friend of a friend. She's been hanging around, coming by where the staff drinks after work and dropping hints. She says she likes bondage and wants to do the site, so I say sure. When she shows up a week later, I give her to Sarge to play with. He's a barrel chested martial arts expert. I've always liked watching him manhandle women and toss them about. Sarge picks her up, strips off her clothes, spanks her ass and straps her down. There's no question he's in control. He's so in control it's ridiculous. Viewing the scene makes me imagine a grizzly bear playing with a rag doll. He presses his thumbs into her pressure points causing her to gasp. He smacks her pussy and makes her squeal. He runs a chain through her crotch and pulls it up tight to the ceiling. Her eyes begin to glaze over. She's in her own little world. I can tell this is everything she was hoping for for and way way more. When it's over, she's exhausted, but I can tell she'll be back for sure
Sara arrived at the shoot with a hairy bush. As punishment, she strapped into a hogtie position and gagged while cyd attaches clothespins to her pubic hair. The sensation of having her bush ripped out hair by hair is exquisitely painful. She has a moment to rest beforeshe is locked into an iron wrist and neck spreader bar. A tight rubber hood compresses her head and jaw, preventing her from making a single noise
Bobbi's shoot was an experiment in "static" bondage - bondage that is minimal yet severe in nature. The goal is to bind and restrain the model to the very limit of her ability to endure and then step back, let the clock tick and watch her suffer as long as she can bear it. There is no need for interaction. No need for distractions. Just the model slowly wearing down, sweat beading up and trickling down her body, muscle fatigue causing her limbs to shake at an ever increasing rate - her breathing becoming ragged as she struggles against her gag to swallow the spit that is beginning to pool in the throat and choke her. Sometimes I think the interactive style of BDSM that has become increasingly popular in recent years is just interfering with the simple enjoyment of the bondage itself. It's not always necessary to tie up a woman and "do something" to her. Sometimes just tying her up is enough. The first scene I more or less manage to accomplish my goal, but by the second, the pressure of the shoot causes me to forget my intentions and I fall back into spearing her with a dildo pole in one hand and vibrating her with the Hitachi in the other. I am curious to hear what the members will say; I await comments on the necessity of interaction in scenes