Hot Girls, Rope Bondage and Forced Orgasms
If we didn’t already know it was her, we wouldn’t recognize Dolly Leigh in the ominous black leather face harness as she wriggles on the floor in rope bondage, wearing only a white and green bra and green leggings. She whimpers under the harness but seems utterly helpless as...
Flat on her stomach, clad only in a red sports bra and black shorts, Cassandra Cain’s ankles are hogtied with rope to her wrists. She writhes, her body constantly rubbing against the floor; she sighs through her red ball gag in exhausted frustration, turns over on her back, and...
Naked and flat on their tummies, bound and hogtied with black straps, blonde Arielle Aquinas and brunette Lydia Black compete to escape first. Ball-gagged, all they can do is moan as they squirm. Suddenly Arielle gets out of the hogtie and sits up, but her wrists and arms are...
Sheena Rose is flat on her tummy, hogtied tight with ropes between her ankles, wrists, and around her torso. Her bare feet wiggle as she struggles to escape the bondage; drool seeps under the red ball gag planted firmly in her mouth, and her shiny face is a picture...
Megan Jones is on her tummy, hogtied with rope and writhing in white high heels. Lydia Black puts a ball gag in Megan’s mouth, and explains she wants Megan’s feet. Megan shakes her head as Lydia takes off those heels and sniffs Megan’s bare toes. “I just wanna taste...
Frogtied and hogtied, laying on her tummy with humiliating saliva strings sliding from under her red ball gag to the floor, Rocky Emerson seems unable to make any headway in trying to escape from the black leather belts and straps that severely bind her and leave her like a...
Stephie Staar looks impassive as she sits with bare arms above her, observing us cane her nude soles. She looks like she’s waiting to be surprised. Well, surprised she becomes, because as canes get thinner and as her big toes are tied together, she finally feels the sting. She...
Violet October seems detached even though she is securely bound with ropes to the chair, her ankles immobilized, her big toes tied with silvery twine. We tap her helpless soles with our various canes, but the pretty blonde stays quiet, doesn’t even flex her feet. When the blindfold goes...
Rocky Emerson’s size 11 feet are firmly in the stocks as we stroke her soles with six canes of various sizes. Constantly smiling, nonetheless Rocky flexes her helpless feet and breathes deeper as the canes get thinner. Then the whippiest cane gets an “Oh s**t” out of her even...
Baby Sid has a slight grin, even with her arms bound high above. At first she wears white socks as we stroke her with canes. Then we peel off the socks and apply our canes while she looks at the camera with a hard-to-read smile. Blindfolding her, we stroke...
Immovable in a chair, arms above, bare feet in stocks, big toes roped together, Nadia White looks sullen as we tap her soles with a variety of canes. It’s when we blindfold her that her guard finally comes down and she smiles in her darkness as she feels ever-thinner...
Bound with ropes, Cassandra Cain is immobilized in a chair with a calm smile on her face as we warm her up with six canes of gradually decreasing thickness. Every now and then she wiggles her toes with dark-polished nails. Cassandra keeps looking amused but finally three quarters of...
Her arms box-tied with thick black cuffs and buckles, her ankles and bare feet hogtied to her wrists, Arielle Aquinas squeals softly through her red ball gag. Our camera is down on floor level where Arielle struggles on her stomach, then we move up to capture the higher angle...
On her tummy, clad in shorts and top, ball-gagged, hogtied and frogtied with straps, Rachel Adams wriggles, trying to escape. Her arms are helplessly behind her in a black bondage sleeve. Arielle Aquinas removes Rachel’s sneakers, tickles her socked feet, and then taps her soles with a thick cane....
Lydia Black and Violet October enjoy exploring bondage possibilities, and here Violet’s wrists are cuffed by straps to the bed frame and her legs are wide with her ankles cuffed to a spreader bar. Over her crotch is a strange harness, which almost looks like a medieval chastity belt—but...
On her tummy, hogtied inescapably with rope yet struggling against her bonds, Lydia Black knows she’s in a fix. Then she feels us tap-tap-tapping on her pink-socked soles with our canes, bringing out her sighs and squints of nervousness. She has a right to be anxious: we peel off...
