The Allie Heart

Watch me work my magic with a teasing touch, a rough dryhump, and my silky spandex facesitting that drives my boy wild. I'm all about the art of teasing, edging him closer and closer to the brink. Maybe this time I'll finally let him explode... or maybe I just leave him edged and wanting more.

For your viewing pleasure, watch as I torment poor little Brat as she squirms in electrostimulation gear. Strapped down, she's at my mercy. The more she wiggles around, the more she cries out, the more I tease and zap her. It's the most enticing feedback loop.

He's finally allowed to have a full orgasm, but there's a twist: I want him to mark his own face with his release. The tension builds, the moment arrives... and he misses spectacularly. It's a messy, hilarious, and utterly hot spectacle of cumshot chaos. Will he hit the target next time? Stay tuned.

I might look innocent, but give me a naked boy and I’ll get him begging for release in no time. Every silky length of pantyhose that I glide up and down his cock brings him just a little closer, but this isn’t for him: this is my revenge for the cumshot he already snuck in and ruined my first pair of tights with.

I’ve created this fuckable little gimp, completely leatherized from head to toe. Use him, tease him, stomp and play, he’s my newest toy and Janey and I are excited to see what we can do. He has become an object for us to mess with, and we are going to make sure he gets his fill of fuckery before getting de-gimped... if we decide to let him revert, that is. Maybe a good little house-pet is worth keeping around.

Behind the scenes of an all-day long affair with multiple subs, stuck for hours and hours in the dungeon. Lucid, Castor and I set up a whole day dedicated to extended restraint and isolation, and here’s a rare inside look to what goes when we close the door to our locked up boys. And if you were one of those locked up boys, here’s your one chance to see what you’re missing out on while we have you in inescapable bondage.

Just another once-man turned into a plaything. A cock for me to tease, I’ve got my sub stuffed with an inflatable gag and wrapped in layers and layers of isolated brain-fuck audio so that he is completely unresponsive to anything from the outside world, except for one thing: my touch. Just -how broken- can a boy be? How owned? How incredibly tease-able?

Imagine you're mine for 24 hours. No control over your schedule, locked up at all times, your pleasure completely at my whims. You might go hours on end waiting, stuck, wondering when I'll come for you. You might be woken up by my touch, in complete darkness and entirely at my mercy. Imagine not knowing how many hours you've been locked away, or how many more remain. I can take care of you. I can keep you prisoner so that no matter how much thrashing, yelling, or struggling you do, the result is the same: utter helplessness. Full, uncut overnight restraints, or the highlights version for just a taste. Be a fly on the wall for a true prisoner experience.

9 HOUR CLIP. Imagine you're mine for 24 hours. No control over your schedule, locked up at all times, your pleasure completely at my whims. You might go hours on end waiting, stuck, wondering when I'll come for you. You might be woken up by my touch, in complete darkness and entirely at my mercy. Imagine not knowing how many hours you've been locked away, or how many more remain. I can take care of you. I can keep you prisoner so that no matter how much thrashing, yelling, or struggling you do, the result is the same: utter helplessness. Full, uncut overnight restraints, or the highlights version for just a taste. Be a fly on the wall for a true prisoner experience.

Open your mouth, my feet need a place to rest. Show us your cock, Lucid ’s bored and wants to play footsie. Lay down on this bed and let me strap you up immobile, because we want to use a foot slut.

This is an ultra-mean sensory overload into deprivation into pure desperation. In his headphones I play layer upon layer of audio overlay of his own moans from the last time I broke him, wrapped carefully onto his head so that no amount of struggling will make it end. Another set of headphones draped around his neck add a layer of soft music. A speaker in the corner of the room plays another track. Over the course of an hour, my subject is carefully and methodically picked apart (vibrator-controlled teasing, lights on auto-flicker, careful monitoring of his every reaction). Skip past the scenes of the glitz and the show; this is studied, thoughtful femdom.

After years of playing around, this sub and I, we’ve gotten into this silent rhythm where I know exactly how to push him without any prompting needed. For the pure fetishists, the boys whose truest desires are to have your walls broken down by a mistress: enjoy the sight of a boy who no longer is complete without this. He isn’t complete without my touch. Our little playdates have transformed from an occasional treat to a soul-crushing need, and I’m not planning to let up anytime soon.

After years of playing around, this sub and I, we’ve gotten into this silent rhythm where I know exactly how to push him without any prompting needed. For the pure fetishists, the boys whose truest desires are to have your walls broken down by a mistress: enjoy the sight of a boy who no longer is complete without this. He isn’t complete without my touch. Our little playdates have transformed from an occasional treat to a soul-crushing need, and I’m not planning to let up anytime soon.

Something about the smooth plastic cage enveloping his throbbing chastity erection has me and Marisol feeling desperate for cock on us. A first-time double mistress double titjob. We take turns over which lucky set of breasts can earn a pearl necklace cumshot, but in the end, teamwork always wins. Fuck us, chastity boy.

Intensely frustrating isolation (all good parts shown plus lots of real submissive isolation frustration). My ex lover, a real sub, finds comfort and addiction in my increasingly brilliant rigging traps. We have a very satisfied symbiotic thing right now, and he doesn't care that I'm going to be a sadistic bitch to him for my clinical and monetary gain. Some light touching, intended to be a loooong mean tease and denial clip, leads to a very hands-free helpless frustrating messy moany awful restraint edging. 10 minute version if you like the highlights, extended version for the true fetish nutters, all of whom I adore and invite correspondence with, by the way, since we all have stress and addictions we could use help with.

Intensely frustrating isolation (all good parts shown plus lots of real submissive isolation frustration). My ex lover, a real sub, finds comfort and addiction in my increasingly brilliant rigging traps. We have a very satisfied symbiotic thing right now, and he doesn't care that I'm going to be a sadistic bitch to him for my clinical and monetary gain. Some light touching, intended to be a loooong mean tease and denial clip, leads to a very hands-free helpless frustrating messy moany awful restraint edging. 10 minute version if you like the highlights, extended version for the true fetish nutters, all of whom I adore and invite correspondence with, by the way, since we all have stress and additions we could use help with.

Prepare yourself to be addicted. I dare you to resist Marisol 's mesmerizing voice. I challenge you to look away from Skylar 's captivating eyes. Show me your best efforts at holding off in my hands. You. Just. Can't. In the care of just one professional dominatrix, how long could you keep up the facade of being a real man? How about three? You're screwed. With precision timing, we edge, addict, and mesmerize. And exactly when you're saturated with one mistress and just on the edge, we switch and you're fucked all over again.

It takes pizazz and skill to balance yourself on top a bondage boy who could invert at any moment. But if you're Allie Heart, it's no feat and she's ready to wow your eyes, and his cock. Slippery PVC pussy and soft pantyhose thighs, its a wonder how this boy is lasting so long. A hot predicament bondage scene for all tease and denial lovers.

Kat mesmerizes while I go to pound town. Listen and breathe as we delve deeper into his mind (and asshole), deep into the place where all the most private thoughts live, serving his mistresses until their program is all that's left. Resistance is futile.

Leatherette bondage boy begged for me to use his face as a sex toy, so naturally wearing a skimpy bikini, I go grinding. There's a catch, he's not allowed to breathe. :)