This is a continuation of the Dominos pizza scenario that I shot with Zoey in the US after FetishCon this year. The place we were staying had this excellent laundry room in the basement, which even had a little stool and some metal hooks on the wall. I couldn't have asked for a better place to keep a helpless damsel.

I decided to continue the crazy stalker narrative, so shot the whole video from the point of view of the stalker recording everything on their video camera. They dragged Zoey into the laundry room and had some fun with her.

I didn't have any kind of plan for what I was going to do with Zoey, other than using a neck rope and tying her boobs at some point. I was basically making it up as I went along, so Zoey didn't know exactly what was going to happen and her reactions are genuine.

I won't go in to what else happens in the video here, but I plan to do similar scenes with other models and hopefully Zoey again too.

Feet up, cheeks out, and Tommy’s in charge! Zoey ZipTie and I are face down with all four feet shackled together. Tommy starts showing off those lightning fingers on our sensitive soles, then breaks out the electric toothbrush—and eventually the dual Hitachi for the weirdest calf tickles! Seriously, why does that tickle like THAT?! A little booty view, a whole lot of giggling, and two brats getting more than we bargained for!

Zoey a ce qu'elle implorait : un week-end entier loin de tout avec son maître, rien que tous les deux dans une grande vieille maison à la campagne. Une occasion de donner vie à ses fantasmes BDSM les plus profonds et les plus sombres. D'être traitée comme une esclave dès le premier instant, brisée et traitée comme un objet.

Vendredi fut une leçon d'ignorance.

La leçon du samedi est qu'elle est un jouet destiné à être puni et tourmenté uniquement pour son divertissement.

Il n'y aura aucune gratification pour elle, ni attention, ni orgasmes. Rien que des tâches assignées et de l'humiliation.

Cela commence à la table du petit-déjeuner. De lourdes entraves aux chevilles, poignets confinés dans des menottes articulées derrière le dos, et un baillon anneau incroyablement grand dans la bouche. Devant elle, ses rations du matin – un porridge gluant ayant la consistance d'un sperme épais. Et à boire ? De l'eau, délivrée par le trou d'un gode éjaculateur. Pour obtenir quoi que ce soit qui étanche sa soif, il va falloir sucer une bite pour commencer la journée. Et comment diable va-t-elle lécher cette bouillie sans plonger littéralement le visage dedans, s'en barbouiller toute la figure et ruiner son maquillage avant même que la journée ait vraiment commencé ?

C'est sa première leçon aujourd'hui. Ses besoins et désirs n'ont absolument aucune importance. Il veut la voir se dégrader et s'humilier, se barbouiller le visage de bouillie gluante et sucer une bite pour avaler une gorgée d'eau. Cela l'amuse de la voir se détruire aussi complètement.

Une fois terminé, direction la salle de bain pour nettoyer. Mais pas de répit – il lui attache les mains derrière le dos et lui met un bandeau sur les yeux pendant qu'elle reste assise dans la baignoire. Puis il s'amuse à la tourmenter avec des glaçons et de la cire chaude sur toute la surface exposée de ses seins, ventre et cuisses ! Elle ne sait jamais si la prochaine sensation sera le choc glacé sur son cou au-dessus de son collier en métal en forme d'anneau, ou la brûlure de la cire gouttant sur ses tétons percés et ornés d'anneaux ! Elle n'est rien d'autre qu'un jouet dont la souffrance amuse l'homme qu'elle a supplié de l'amener jusqu'à cet état de soumission punie.

Il lui confie des tâches conçues pour qu'elle échoue. Elle doit maintenir une cuillère pressée contre le mur avec son nez, mains menottées derrière le dos et tétons étirés par des poids accrochés à ses anneaux de téton. En passant devant elle, il fait osciller ces poids pour son propre plaisir sadique. Quand elle échoue et que la cuillère tombe, bien sûr, elle est punie.

On la force à s'asseoir, ligotée à un tabouret bas, langue tirée avec des pinces à linge fixées dessus. Elle ne peut contrôler ni sa salive ni sa douleur, et cela ne fait qu'accroître son plaisir de voir les tremblements de ses jambes alors qu'elle essaie d'obéir à ses ordres. Puis elle est entravée en position de cochon et équipée d'une ceinture de chasteté pour servir de repose-pieds.

Tandis que le soir approche, elle est attachée sur le dos, pieds levés, pour recevoir la juste punition après avoir échoué à la tâche impossible de la cuillère – une bastonnade vive et brutale appliquée avec une cravache et une badine sur les jolies plantes de ses pauvres pieds nus. Finalement, on lui accorde un repos relatif – enfermée dans une cage verrouillée pour animal domestique, menottée et portant collier. On lui donne même une couverture, quelle gentillesse. Mais soit elle peut se couvrir, soit l'utiliser pour amortir le sol dur et froid en métal. Tel est le sort d'un jouet puni.

Et le pire de tout, c'est qu'elle est TELLEMENT EXCITÉE, bon sang, et elle n'a PAS LE DROIT de faire quoi que ce soit pour y remédier. Il lui est strictement interdit de se toucher ou de satisfaire sa chatte mouillée de quelque manière que ce soit !

Gagged and drooling, the two beauties squirm in their bonds as I fondle and manhandle them. Luckily, I had to vibrators, so I was able to stimulate both of them at the same time. Later, I begin to untie them, groping them as I go along.

Queen of the Wilderness, Jungle Babe, swings into action when it has been revealed that the enchanted Medallion of Secunda has been stolen from the ancient temple it resides in by persons unknown...

Tracing its whereabouts to a palatial reidence deep in the desert, the brave blonde is confronted by the medallion's thief... none other than the fiendish Sultan of Shibari himself!

The vile villain taunts the bikini clad Jungle Babe with his prized posession and begins swinging it in front of her eyes, intending to unleash it's mythical powers.

The courageous crimefighter merely shrugs her shoulders and informs the Sultan that it's powers cannot be used on humans but the pesky arab is all too aware of it's mystical properties and gleefully reveals he is not using it on the bewildered beauty...

Instead, he is using it on his new accomplice, a gargantuan gorilla!

The hairy beast springs out of nowhere and grabs a shocked Jungle Babe from behind, trapping her arms by her sides and keeping the helpless heroine subdued in a devasting bear hug!

Jungle Babe struggles whilst the Sultan laughs but it is no use, the giant gorilla is just too strong for the battling beauty and as he drags her away, one can only guess what diabolical scheme the cruel criminal mastermind has in store for the mighty heroine...

Queen of the Wilderness, Jungle Babe, swings into action when it has been revealed that the enchanted Medallion of Secunda has been stolen from the ancient temple it resides in by persons unknown...

Tracing its whereabouts to a palatial reidence deep in the desert, the brave blonde is confronted by the medallion's thief... none other than the fiendish Sultan of Shibari himself!

The vile villain taunts the bikini clad Jungle Babe with his prized posession and begins swinging it in front of her eyes, intending to unleash it's mythical powers.

The courageous crimefighter merely shrugs her shoulders and informs the Sultan that it's powers cannot be used on humans but the pesky arab is all too aware of it's mystical properties and gleefully reveals he is not using it on the bewildered beauty...

Instead, he is using it on his new accomplice, a gargantuan gorilla!

The hairy beast springs out of nowhere and grabs a shocked Jungle Babe from behind, trapping her arms by her sides and keeping the helpless heroine subdued in a devasting bear hug!

Jungle Babe struggles whilst the Sultan laughs but it is no use, the giant gorilla is just too strong for the battling beauty and as he drags her away, one can only guess what diabolical scheme the cruel criminal mastermind has in store for the mighty heroine...

I have Zoey Ziptie bound face down on the bed. Her hands tied to the small of her back and attached to her crotch rope. Her legs are spread and tied in a hogtie position. Zoey has tape tightly wrapped around her head forming a gag that keeps her quiet. Zoey can’t avoid the spankings as I slap her ass several times. You can see her ass turning red through her pantyhose. Zoey moans through her tight gag as the spanking continues. I am not sure who enjoyed themselves more, me or Zoey.

Zoey is waiting for room service, but when a man comes in, she knows immediately that he isn't room service. The man grabs Zoey, then binds her tight with plastic zip ties. He then removes the socks she is wearing and stuffs them in her mouth to muffle her. He finishes gagging Zoey by wrapping tape around her face, over her mouth.

FFF979 - Jess West’s Red-Boot Contrast Catfight with Her Nude Opponent - 4K UHD

Jess West, the redhead in a red thong, matching garter belt, sheer red stockings and tall red thigh-high high-heeled boots, faces the fully nude blonde in the spare white room. They begin on their feet in the corner, Jess already stepping in close and pressing the blonde backward until her shoulders meet the wall. Jess uses the extra height of the red boots to keep her opponent contained, one hand on the plaster beside the blonde’s head while the other slides over bare skin. The blonde answers by wrapping her arms around Jess’s waist and pushing upward, trying to create space or turn the redhead so the structured red lingerie loses its advantage.

The standing struggle stays tight against the wall. Jess lifts and pins one of the blonde’s legs, leaning her weight in so the nude woman is held on a single foot. Their bodies remain flush, Jess’s red-stockinged thigh sliding against bare hip while her hands grip wrists, shoulders and breasts. Several frames show Jess remaining upright on the heels as the blonde reaches for the garter straps and the shafts of the red boots, seeking any hold that might pull her opponent off balance. Jess answers by guiding the blonde’s head and shoulders, keeping the contrast between covered, laced red legs and completely uncovered skin at the centre of the exchange.

Once they reach the carpet Jess quickly claims the top. The blonde lands on her back; Jess follows, first standing over her then dropping to sit astride her hips, red boots planted on either side. Jess leans forward, hands pinning the blonde’s wrists or pressing across her chest and shoulders while her stockinged thighs keep her contained. The blonde arches and rolls, trying to buck or scissor free, but Jess’s weight and the grip of the tall red boots hold the position. Later frames show Jess still seated firmly on top or rising slightly above her opponent, looking down as the nude woman continues to reach and struggle for any chance to reverse the hold. The sequence leaves the booted figure in control.

FFF979 - Jess West’s Red-Boot Contrast Catfight with Her Nude Opponent - 1080 HD

Jess West, the redhead in a red thong, matching garter belt, sheer red stockings and tall red thigh-high high-heeled boots, faces the fully nude blonde in the spare white room. They begin on their feet in the corner, Jess already stepping in close and pressing the blonde backward until her shoulders meet the wall. Jess uses the extra height of the red boots to keep her opponent contained, one hand on the plaster beside the blonde’s head while the other slides over bare skin. The blonde answers by wrapping her arms around Jess’s waist and pushing upward, trying to create space or turn the redhead so the structured red lingerie loses its advantage.

The standing struggle stays tight against the wall. Jess lifts and pins one of the blonde’s legs, leaning her weight in so the nude woman is held on a single foot. Their bodies remain flush, Jess’s red-stockinged thigh sliding against bare hip while her hands grip wrists, shoulders and breasts. Several frames show Jess remaining upright on the heels as the blonde reaches for the garter straps and the shafts of the red boots, seeking any hold that might pull her opponent off balance. Jess answers by guiding the blonde’s head and shoulders, keeping the contrast between covered, laced red legs and completely uncovered skin at the centre of the exchange.

Once they reach the carpet Jess quickly claims the top. The blonde lands on her back; Jess follows, first standing over her then dropping to sit astride her hips, red boots planted on either side. Jess leans forward, hands pinning the blonde’s wrists or pressing across her chest and shoulders while her stockinged thighs keep her contained. The blonde arches and rolls, trying to buck or scissor free, but Jess’s weight and the grip of the tall red boots hold the position. Later frames show Jess still seated firmly on top or rising slightly above her opponent, looking down as the nude woman continues to reach and struggle for any chance to reverse the hold. The sequence leaves the booted figure in control.

I've been wanting to shoot with Zoey for a long time but we had never managed to get together for one reason or another. We finally got the chance to shoot together after FetishCon this year. I knew I wanted to get her in some kind of uniform, and seeing as we'd all ordered pizza the night before and still had the pizza boxes, I decided on the Dominos uniform.

The place we were staying was very secluded so Zoey could walk right up to the front door. It wasn't till later that I had the idea to make it look like I was a creepy stalker recording her on cameras, and make this part 1 of 2 videos.

Once inside the house, Zoey is tied with white rope and cleave gagged with blue vetwrap to match the accents on her top. She struggles on the sofa, moves onto the floor and kicks off her shoes. Zoey writhes and wriggles on the floor before being hogtied for the remainder of the video.

I wonder what will happen to her in part 2......