Ted Michaels Damsels

Fayth wants to be mummified and lies to her partner to get taped up and taped up tightly, but when he learns about her fetish she gets a crushing mummification. Although she's fooled into thinking she's really a captive release has a price or orgasms and unless she cums her brains out she'll stay cocooned longer than she expected!

Fayth is horny as hell, craves being jacked, and has come up with a plan to be mummified without admitting to anyone just how much she craves tight bondage and being completely helpless. She tells Ted that she's going to bust a mummification ring, getting carted through the front door as a tightly taped package for debauchery. She thinks she's clever, but she has no idea he already knows that she's a kinky little bitch.

At her direction, he starts taping up his nubile and nylon-clad partner. The sound of black tape being pulled off of the roll mixes with her own urgings for tightness as he slowly and methodically wraps her in more and more shiny tape. Her legs are first to get squeezed, followed by her waist and then her chest. She smiles at the growing compression hugging her figure in sweet bondage, catching herself and returning to her story of wanting to be a detective and needing this bust for the promotion.

Eventually, he pulls a stocking over her head, cuts a hole over her mouth and packs it until her cheeks bulge with a huge pair of panties. She had no idea she'd be gagged so severely and the panties didn't taste clean, but he was already crushing her lower face in clear tape to keep them buried deeply in place against her tongue. After cleaning up gaps in the tape, he wraps her head in black tape before completely crushing her arms to her torso. She is now completely encased in tape, even her high heels and hands. He tells her he has bad news, gambling debts, and she begins to worry she might actually be turned over to the criminals.

Alone and on the floor, Fayth is little more than a human sausage, writhing on the floor in hope of escape. She groans from the tightness, her eyes darting about the room. Could this be real? It seemed more and more as if her deception to be bound and gagged would lead to it becoming a full-time occupation, so she thrashed about the floor hoping to find release. Long minutes passed as she grunted into her gag made of the taste of another woman. Her struggles, although continuous, began to slow as her exhaustion grew.

After over six long minutes, Ted returns. He had found evidence of her secret desire and felt that if it felt real she'd enjoy it more. And it did. She was already moist and nodded her head in approval when he brought out the hitachi magic wand and slid it into a hole cut away to make her waiting pussy available. Pressing hard into her, she was thrashed and bucked as her sensation grew before she begged to be allowed to cum and, with his permission, had an overwhelming orgasm. Instead of releasing her though, he presses the head of the wand even harder into her, quickly juicing his tightly sealed damsel-fruit for one more orgasm.

Finally released, Fayth is flushed and glowing from her rough and orgasmic treatment. She begs him for a future mummy date and when he agrees, she cannot contain herself. She grabs the nearby hitachi, turns it on and milks herself for multiple orgasms as he watches his new prize moan on the floor!

MOBILE VERSION

As a custom, this starts out with some hot and modest bondage with a lot of gag talk from two hot-as-hell damsels. That doesn't last forever though, and soon both ladies get their elbows cranked, their mouths packed and their knees spread to cum again and again!

Two helpless women struggle in snug bonds, bound hand and foot and lashed to chairs. One is frantic, thrashing against her restraints and looking around with wild eyes, while the other appears calmer and almost annoyed as she looks about the room impatiently. Nyxon only knows half of the code and needs Mandy to give up the other half. She must play the victim to avoid suspicion, but had no idea her accomplice would actually bind her as well. They both struggle, wondering for different reasons why their captor has left them this way.

Ted soon enters to question them about the code, fondling them over their clothing and reaching down into their outfits. They both feign ignorance, with the raven-haired Nyxon rolling her eyes and the fair-haired Mandy wide-eyed with concern. Each gets a ballgag strapped deeply into their mouth before he bares their breasts, fondling their tits and pinching their nipples, before leaving them to struggle. For long minutes they thrash, groaning through the wet orbs, prying their jaws wide, and considering if holding the code to themselves is worth such indignity.

Their captor again returns for more fondling but also to add more bondage, and the two women eventually find themselves with legs spread and hitachi vibrators tied tightly to pussies barred only by sheer panties. They finally give up each half of the code, but he needs to confirm the completed code and decides to leave them to even more suffering. Nyxon tries to put a stop to it but gets a huge pair of blue, full-bottomed panties stuffed fully into her mouth. Soon they are taped tightly in place with clear tape, and then he attends to Mandy with red panties. The mix of anger and frantic protesting continues as he crushes their elbows behind them, turns on the vibrators and leaves them to their torment.

Again they thrash in their bonds, this time driven by the over-stimulation of their quickly moistening and unprotected womanhood. Nyxon pops first, her moaning and breathing building in pace until she finally throws her head back and, with quivering legs, groans loudly as the first orgasm is pulled from her. Mandy quickly follows, her head thrashing up and down as she quivers through her own compelled cumming. This continues for both for long minutes and multiple agonizing orgasms before Ted returns. The code checked out, but he isn't going to release them unless they can cum for him. If they can coordinate their big groan at exactly the same time, they'll win their freedom. Otherwise, they stay bound. And so, for long and suffering seconds, each girl lets the hitachi do its mischievous work, building and building, until finally Nyxon is ready to cum. She looks frantically at Mandy, but Mandy shakes her head. She isn't ready, so the quivering brunette has to hold for agonizing seconds before Mandy finally nods her head. Looking into each others eyes, their moans grow louder and louder until both let out a loud groan at the same time, their heads thrashing and bodies trembling, and the sound of two orgasms at once fills the room!

As a custom, this starts out with some hot and modest bondage with a lot of gag talk from two hot-as-hell damsels. That doesn't last forever though, and soon both ladies get their elbows cranked, their mouths packed and their knees spread to cum again and again!

Two helpless women struggle in snug bonds, bound hand and foot and lashed to chairs. One is frantic, thrashing against her restraints and looking around with wild eyes, while the other appears calmer and almost annoyed as she looks about the room impatiently. Nyxon only knows half of the code and needs Mandy to give up the other half. She must play the victim to avoid suspicion, but had no idea her accomplice would actually bind her as well. They both struggle, wondering for different reasons why their captor has left them this way.

Ted soon enters to question them about the code, fondling them over their clothing and reaching down into their outfits. They both feign ignorance, with the raven-haired Nyxon rolling her eyes and the fair-haired Mandy wide-eyed with concern. Each gets a ballgag strapped deeply into their mouth before he bares their breasts, fondling their tits and pinching their nipples, before leaving them to struggle. For long minutes they thrash, groaning through the wet orbs, prying their jaws wide, and considering if holding the code to themselves is worth such indignity.

Their captor again returns for more fondling but also to add more bondage, and the two women eventually find themselves with legs spread and hitachi vibrators tied tightly to pussies barred only by sheer panties. They finally give up each half of the code, but he needs to confirm the completed code and decides to leave them to even more suffering. Nyxon tries to put a stop to it but gets a huge pair of blue, full-bottomed panties stuffed fully into her mouth. Soon they are taped tightly in place with clear tape, and then he attends to Mandy with red panties. The mix of anger and frantic protesting continues as he crushes their elbows behind them, turns on the vibrators and leaves them to their torment.

Again they thrash in their bonds, this time driven by the over-stimulation of their quickly moistening and unprotected womanhood. Nyxon pops first, her moaning and breathing building in pace until she finally throws her head back and, with quivering legs, groans loudly as the first orgasm is pulled from her. Mandy quickly follows, her head thrashing up and down as she quivers through her own compelled cumming. This continues for both for long minutes and multiple agonizing orgasms before Ted returns. The code checked out, but he isn't going to release them unless they can cum for him. If they can coordinate their big groan at exactly the same time, they'll win their freedom. Otherwise, they stay bound. And so, for long and suffering seconds, each girl lets the hitachi do its mischievous work, building and building, until finally Nyxon is ready to cum. She looks frantically at Mandy, but Mandy shakes her head. She isn't ready, so the quivering brunette has to hold for agonizing seconds before Mandy finally nods her head. Looking into each others eyes, their moans grow louder and louder until both let out a loud groan at the same time, their heads thrashing and bodies trembling, and the sound of two orgasms at once fills the room!

Spread wider than a head cheerleader on prom night a shaved pussy Angelique writhes in rope, moaning through filthy panties as the hitachi milks multiple breast-jiggling orgasms from her moist mound before she is carted into the garage while fully bound to be hogtied to a platform with clover clamps pulling on her crushed nips!

The full story of Angelique as a bondage product tester was originally released in two parts, "Orgasm Hell - Angelique is O-Cliterated" and "Dolly Ride for Angelique Followed by the Hogtie Platform". The entire story is now available in MP4 format as one clip and at a lower price than both clips purchases separately.

Angelique accepts a job from the casting agency. It is not a part, but she will play a crucial role testing film props and helping with lighting for an up-coming film. The contacts she makes could finally lead to her big break. She feels things are less than professional when she finds herself tied tightly to a chair with her legs spread as wide as they will go. He tells her that the lighting tests demand an exact match to the script and the new "comfortable" ropes need stretching before being used in the film. She questions his methods, and he rewards her chatter with a huge blue ballgag wedged between her teeth and cinched tightly in place. She protests and drool drains all over her chin and chest. He ties her chest securely in a rope harness which squeezes her ample breasts until they jut out. Her eyes widen as he cuts away fabric to expose her nipples and then her entire chest. This angers and shames her because he destroyed her top and exposed her breasts! In the background test cameras film away, so she knows he will be having fun while watching her ordeal later. Her supposed employer on this assignment quickly laces thin hemp cord through the chest harness and around her breasts. With a harsh tug that brings muffled swearing from Angelique her breast swells and balloons. As the first begins changing color he does the same with the other. Her ballooned breasts are then pawed followed by very unprofessional nipple sucking and crotch rubbing. He ties an hitachi vibrator tightly against her pussy, crammed against her clitoris. She is not happy at all but shows some relief when he removes her ballgag. Her respite is short-lived though as he crams a giant pair of panties roughly into her mouth and tapes in tightly with clear tape. Her gropes her more and pinches her nipples before welding her elbows together behind her back. He turns the vibrator on high and leaves Angelique for eight minutes as the vibrator pounds and pulsates her clitoris, drawing orgasm after orgasm out of her. Despite her best efforts she cannot get away from the vibrating head of the device and it drives her pussy into a swelled and reddened mound of wetness. Engorged she can no longer fight as the orgasms continue!

Angelique continues working on a casting call as a prop tester. Her panties are still wet from multiple compelled orgasms, and the realization that he will not release her both shocks and angers her. Her severe chair restraint continues, her aching cheeks still bulge from the panties taped into her mouth and now his is rolling out a dolly. She stares at it perplexed, and a mix of fearful whines and protests begin as she is methodically attached to the dolly. The chair is creaky and wobbles, and she remains still out of fear it will collapse. Nothing good can come from him grabbing it and rocking her around like a trussed up rag doll. He fits the chair into slots on the dolly and clamps the back of the chair in place. With Angelique secure, he tilts her back, and she releases a fearful squeal. He begins rolling her about the house with the chair wobbling and the girl wide-eyed. She bumps her knees on tight corners and is afraid the chair or device will collapse at any time. Her eyes get really wide when he wheels her down a narrow ramp into a cold garage. He puts her off to the side like anything else stored in the cluttered space. For long minutes she remains in a stringent bondage that has lasted far too long as he assembles a platform. He puts together pipes, and an odd and shocking device forms before her very eyes. He released her legs but leaves the super-tight crotchrope is place much to her dismay. He makes her stand while he finished the platform, and then makes her lie face down on it. He ties her ankles crossed in front of a vertical bar, and he pulls her chest painfully off the ground. She can barely breath as he cranks her wrists up behind her. The muffled cries of "too tight!" can be heard as he puts clover clamps on her engorged nipples and ties them tightly off to the platform's corners. The position is so excruciating she begins to sweat. After just one short minute she can take no more but will this mean release or further torment?!?!

More damsels with packed pie holes and pulsed pussies!

Aria enters with her elbows already welded and then agonizes through 75 minutes of brutal bondage and punishing gags as she is roped, groped and thoroughly humbled. Finally deconstructed into a captive crushed in cord, the tit-tied and panty-gagged damsel is reduced to a groaning orgasm machine as the hitachi milks her to cum over and over!

Aria enters with her elbows already welded and then agonizes through 75 minutes of brutal bondage and punishing gags as she is roped, groped and thoroughly humbled. Finally deconstructed into a captive crushed in cord, the tit-tied and panty-gagged damsel is reduced to a groaning orgasm machine as the hitachi milks her to cum over and over!

Spread wider than a head cheerleader on prom night a shaved pussy Angelique writhes in rope, moaning through filthy panties as the hitachi milks multiple breast-jiggling orgasms from her moist mound before she is carted into the garage while fully bound to be hogtied to a platform with clover clamps pulling on her crushed nips!

The full story of Angelique as a bondage product tester was originally released in two parts, "Orgasm Hell - Angelique is O-Cliterated" and "Dolly Ride for Angelique Followed by the Hogtie Platform". The entire story is now available in MP4 format as one clip and at a lower price than both clips purchases separately.

Angelique accepts a job from the casting agency. It is not a part, but she will play a crucial role testing film props and helping with lighting for an up-coming film. The contacts she makes could finally lead to her big break. She feels things are less than professional when she finds herself tied tightly to a chair with her legs spread as wide as they will go. He tells her that the lighting tests demand an exact match to the script and the new "comfortable" ropes need stretching before being used in the film. She questions his methods, and he rewards her chatter with a huge blue ballgag wedged between her teeth and cinched tightly in place. She protests and drool drains all over her chin and chest. He ties her chest securely in a rope harness which squeezes her ample breasts until they jut out. Her eyes widen as he cuts away fabric to expose her nipples and then her entire chest. This angers and shames her because he destroyed her top and exposed her breasts! In the background test cameras film away, so she knows he will be having fun while watching her ordeal later. Her supposed employer on this assignment quickly laces thin hemp cord through the chest harness and around her breasts. With a harsh tug that brings muffled swearing from Angelique her breast swells and balloons. As the first begins changing color he does the same with the other. Her ballooned breasts are then pawed followed by very unprofessional nipple sucking and crotch rubbing. He ties an hitachi vibrator tightly against her pussy, crammed against her clitoris. She is not happy at all but shows some relief when he removes her ballgag. Her respite is short-lived though as he crams a giant pair of panties roughly into her mouth and tapes in tightly with clear tape. Her gropes her more and pinches her nipples before welding her elbows together behind her back. He turns the vibrator on high and leaves Angelique for eight minutes as the vibrator pounds and pulsates her clitoris, drawing orgasm after orgasm out of her. Despite her best efforts she cannot get away from the vibrating head of the device and it drives her pussy into a swelled and reddened mound of wetness. Engorged she can no longer fight as the orgasms continue!

Originally released in 2014 this clip is now remastered and available in MP4 format.

Hannah lets Ted tape her up for his birthday, but when her cumming is too loud she ends up gagged. Each orgasm makes her louder and louder, so he finally resorts to shoving her out onto the front porch to cum as loudly as she wants!

Hannah tells Ted that for his birthday he can have anything he wishes. She thinks he'll pick a night out, but he surprises her and asks for tight bondage with her as the damsel. A promise is a promise, so she gives in and dresses in garters, stockings, arm gloves and a leotard. Ted tightly wraps her with electrical tape into a severe straitjacket. He asks her to pose for him before before saying it's almost time for the big game on television. He ties a vibrator loosely to Hannah and leaves her to satisfy herself. She works the vibrator against her crotch and cums multiple times, disappointed that Ted is not there to enjoy it. Each time she climaxes she is louder until the point where she is louder than the game. Ted returns and stuffs a huge pair of panties into her mouth. With cheeks bulging she can do nothing as he wraps microfoam tape tightly around her face. He draws lips on the gag to tease her and leaves her alone again. She continues to work the vibe against herself like a master allowing herself to orgasm multiple times again. She keeps working to get that vibe to that perfect spot. Standing, sitting and on the floor she keeps the loud moans rolling. Despite her gag she still makes too much noise drawing Ted back into the room again. He puts an overcoat over her bondage with the vibrator still running and puts sunglasses over her eyes. He tells her he wants to finish the game in peace, marches her to the front door and shoves her outside. As he closes the door she is heard saying, "At least turn the vibrator off!" but the door slams in her face.

More damsels taped tight crushingly tight!

Hannah Perez is Mummified, Tit-Tied and to Orgasm

Whitney starts her mummification cocky and confident and ends up spending five minutes completely encased, barely moving from the intense constriction but still struggling lest she risk penalty minutes tacked onto her crushing plight!

Originally released in 2013 this clip is now enhanced and available in MP4 format!

Whitney wears only a purple bra and panties and stands in the hotel room. She is not happy she got caught cheating on her fiancé and even less happy that there are photos of it for him to see. She has to do as he is told but his leverage over her doesn't shut her big mouth. She bitches and whines as she pulls pantyhose on her arms and legs. She insults her captor as he completely tapes her legs, calling him a freak and a pervert. He continues undeterred and tapes her chest and then silencing her with a ballgag with tape tightly wrapped around it. She is a lot less difficult now, the banding constriction squeezing all the fight out of her, when he hoods her with pantyhose and then tapes her shoulders and hips. As she stands it is brutally clear how tight he wrapped the tape around her. She barely moves, the slight expansion of her taped chest rising and falling with measured breaths. She whimpers softly when he tapes her head.

Nyxon, face packed with two giant pairs of panties, thrashes in tight bondage as the rope through her crotch and a vibrator bring her to orgasm. Still sensitized she is later tied and taped to let the vibrator again bring her to climax before she is rolled onto her stomach to repay the favor!

Nyxon agreed to tight bondage and brutal gags, but when she also said yes to vibrators I decided to make it a long and very enjoyable hour of shooting!

Nyxon sits demurely, legs crossed and wearing an improvised nylon bodysuit, while he begins tying her up. She thinks it is a mummification which is why she agreed to flash so much skin, but it soon becomes apparent something is up when he adds more an more tight jute rope to her growing restraint. With her ankles pulled up high to the chair and her knees spread widely she playfully puts up a fuss as he cranks her elbows together. He fixes her questions though by starting to stuff two large pairs of panties into her mouth. When she says they won't work he just gets two other pairs and slowly crams them fully into her cheeks and mouth before wrapping everything tightly in place with clear tape. He ties a vibrator to her crotch rope, turns it on high and steps back with the camera to enjoy the show.

She is groaning into her gag immediately and her hips gyrate instinctively from the stimulation, accepting the tight and tingling tether deeply inside her womanly crevice. She moans into her gag, arching to thrust her hips out and allow the pulsating cordage deeper entry. Her eyes flutter and her groans meld into moans that over time become more and more rhythmic. For six minutes does this, twisting and humping the crotchrope and it tingles inside of her as she moans into a mouthful of underwear. Eventually she is ready and her head rolls back as she lets out load groans that say the rope and vibrator have done their work and although she is done he is not. He grabs the crotchrope and pulls it deeper inside, keeper her riding the wave of pleasure and cresting into a second climax. Her head rolls back and she looks at him and the camera as the orgasms a second time.

He removes the vibrator, her gag and the elbow ropes to let her rest while he gropes her. It is soon back to business though, this time with electrical and duct tape. Before long wide bands of black tape highlighted with narrower bands of red tape crush everything but her arms. When she suggest letting her go home he counters with a pump gag, pumped five times, exploding from her face. It proves too much, so he replaces it with a tightly strapped ring gag fully knowing Nyxon hates drool. As her crushes her arms behind her back with tape the drool slowly builds until it reaches the point of draining from her mouth. He is quick to remove the gag, and she swallows it all down like a champ. Some quick winds of red duct tape finish her arms, and like a gentleman he helps make sure she cannot drool on herself but stuff a huge pair of panties into her mouth. It is a nicer gag that two panties, something he fixes with brutally tight wrappings of microfoam that create a crushing cleave. She almost immediately goes silent, entering the zone of just gutting things out.

He picks her up and places her on the floor where the vibe is again inserted into her crotch rope and turned onto high. She barely moves, her bondage and gag so brutal, wriggling feet and gyrating her hips when the tingling crotch rope needs to be sunk deeper. Every movement is agony but just the right movement is ecstasy, so she limits her actions to groaning and moving her hips to keep the tingly crotchrope on just the right spot. It takes her almost seven minutes before her moans begin to build, becoming faster and faster until she rolls to her side and arches. The crotchrope sinks into that perfect spot and the tosses her head for that one last orgasm that she rides for a long time as looks longingly at the camera through narrowed eyes.

Hannah, barefoot and butt naked, faces the hogtie from hell crushed in hundreds of feet of thin and biting jute cord including the two moist strands buried deeply in her shaved pussy. With a requirement of non-stop struggling she thrashes for over 20 elbows-welded minutes knowing that any let up from her means more time added to her test!

Originally released in 2013 this clip is now enhanced and available in MP4 format!

Nyxon is trotted out

Nyxon agrees to breast bondage and ends up worked over for 45 minutes with her tits tightly tied, her mouth fully packed and her bared and shaved pussy worked over and on full display through not one but two brutally taxing bondage positions!

Nyxon is roughly led into the basement, her wrists crushed between her shoulder blades in a tight reverse prayer, to have her very available tits and ass roughly groped. She protests through the large and foul-tasting orb strapped deeply inside her mouth but cannot prevent him from removing her skirt and panties to reveal a beautiful, shaved pussy just begging to be filled with rope. Now hooded by those panties she breathes in her own scent through flared nostrils as she is bent over for hard slaps on her perfectly shaped ass until each globe glows red with a stinging tint. He seats her for more groping, her knees spread widely putting her shaved shame on full display, and applies a crotchrope made of a thick grouping of rope set deeply inside her cleft. Every tug of the rope stimulates her, and he makes sure to take his time as he jerks the rope over and again while working it tightly inside of her.

A glistening strand of drool drains from her wet noise hole when the ballgag is finally removed and wide-eyed she glares at two gigantic pairs of full-bottomed panties dangling before her. Knowing her place she eventually opens wide to accept this new oral torment, allowing his fingers to penetrate her oral cavity as he begins packing two puss-protectors into her cheeks. Slowly he works, the massive amount of satin methodically disappearing into her increasingly ballooning cheeks. Her glare is replaced by wincing as the invader in her noise hole grows from flaccid to hard as the material is packed tighter and tighter. Eventually both pairs are set fully inside of her mouth and she groans as he wraps clear tape over the mass, banding her her lower face in a crushingly clear vice with wrap after brutal wrap. She can only stare, wide-eyed and mostly mute, as he ties her ankles spread to a steal pipe before pulling out scissors. With small snips he bares her nipples first and then continues cutting until both of her perfect tits are bared and on full display. She moans into the rock-hard wad in her mouth as he starts lacing thin, jute twine through her chest harness and then eventually around her right tits, but is helpless to prevent him wrapping the twine around the base of her breast again and again until it is bound and bulging. He repeats the same callous treatment with her other tit before playing with his new prizes, bouncing and groping them at will.

With her mouth and tits already tormented he turns to her pussy, preparing the crotchrope for her impending predicament. She feels the ropes inside of her deep deeper as they are anchored securely to the ceiling and pulled even deeper inside. She is then arched back against he pole and tied in place, putting even more strain on her cinched cooch. Now leaning back she has not choice but to sit on the crotchrope, sinking it deeply and painfully into its final position. Agonized she can only mewl into the mouth-packing as he gropes again before leaving her to her dilemma. She shifts lightly and stops, even the simplest movement tugging at her twat in an agonizing way, her wide eyes darting from side to side. But she is alone, helpless and sitting on a chair made of biting rope and her own shaved pussy. Her thigh muscles flex as she attempts to divert strain from her pained womanhood but soon tires as minute after agonizing minute ticks by. Her breasts, swollen and red, are throbbing, and her spread jaw starts to ached. She can only manage two expressions now, pained and wide-eyed dismay, as she lightly shifts her hips. After several minuets she is motionless, human furniture built of a packed mouth, tied tits and a pained pussy. She lightly groans as the final seconds pass until finally he returns more than 5 minutes later.

He returns to the furniture he left, its labia oozing past the tight rope, and releases the crotchrope from its anchor. A mix of relief and agony washes over her face as she first experiences the release from tension and then the sting as stimulation once again rushes her groin. He removes her gag and again gropes her helpless tits before getting a large sponge and that clear tape. With a little effort the sponge is slowly packed into a smaller, hard wad that he can fit past her teeth before it explodes inside of her mouth. He lips part and cheeks bulge as she is filled with yellow, and he quickly begins wrapping clear tape over it to keep it all in place. He tapes her face in a cleave of tape, pushing the sponge back into her mouth, hand her lips extend past the tight tape. A deep groove forms between her furrowed eyebrows, a clear indication of the strain of the gag. Soon her ankles are bound and she is being placed face-down on the sawdust-covered cement. He pulls her into a tight hogtie as her bound breasts are crushed beneath her.

Whitney endures a brutally tight hogtie where hundreds of feet of thin rope convert the once confident damsel into a moaning and sweating bundle of suffering begging for release after only six minutes!

Whitney has chosen to accept the hogtie from hell challenge. The allure of $500 for one set is too much to refuse for anyone that thinks they are able to handle any restraint. She starts by flexing and complies with the order to place an egg-shaped vibrator in her panties. Any hope she had of getting away from it face when a tight crotchrope pins it in place. She talks tough as wide bands of rope pin her ankles and then her knees above and below. She can barely keep her balance with her legs crushed together. Her chest is next followed by her elbows. I would normally start with the wrists, but her constant bragging requires a harder challenge. Her wrists are next, pinned with a band of rope that goes up almost to her elbows. Sweat begins to glisten on skin pulled tight by rope, but she still acts confident as I crush her arms to her waist. She is even confident when I strap the large ballgag tightly in place, but she wavers when I wrap her face tightly in tape. Ever detail of the gag and her face is visible through the tight wrappings, and she is really starting to feel the discomfort now. I place her on her stomach and cinch up the hogtie as tightly as possible. It is very obvious that she wants out at this point, but she agrees to continue. For minute after agonizing minute she arches, moans, twists and rocks in the tight rope. Her face grows redder and redder. Her eyes start to become reddened. Sweat glows from her tight skin. At the seven minute mark I start to untie her, and the tough girl is gone. She refuses to let me cut her out, but the soft sound of, "hurry, please hurry" from behind the gag tells the true story!

More Whitney secured, silenced and struggling:

Nyxon has a brilliant idea, and all she has to do is get jacked in bondage to collect insurance money on a fake robbery. She explains the situation to Ted, and he eventually has her tightly taped. With no audio on the security cameras the chat away happily as he adds more and more tight tight, constricting her arms and legs into useless welds of limb and tape. Opening her blouse he also takes full advantage of the chance to grope her available breasts, something nobody trying to commit fraud would every allow. After enduring a bit gag, the bound and bared beauty opens wide for a new gag and is shocked when he starts pushing huge panties into her mouth. It's tool late to though, and realism requires she accept them fully into her moistened maw for a very tight taping in white. He gives her another quick feel and tells her to have fun, leaving her to escape and call the authorities. With arms already discolored from the biting bands of stickiness crushing them together into a singular and useless appendage the sultry and secured schemer is to struggle like a hellion. She writhes in the creaking chair, her bonds unyielding, flailing her arms about and thrashing for the security camera in a display that is sure to look convincing to the undoubtedly many that would see it. As silent footage streams onto a hard-drive she still grunts and cries into that plug of panties stuffed deeply into her mouth. Her wide eyes peer over the constricting swath of white tape smoothly formed to cheeks bulged by a massive mound in her maw. It has to look convincing, so she gives them an agonized and desperate damsel screaming for help and fighting a painful battle against her tape tethers. To be honest it wasn't hard. Grunting and groaning as the tape bites deeper and deeper into her soft skin, her fingers begin to go numb and her stretched jaw starts aching. She realizes her expressions are because it hurts like hell, and worse she isn't making any headway. She needs to get free and call for help for this plan to work, and she was still just as helpless after several minutes as when that tit-grabbing, overzealous taper had left her. She cries out with the muffled panic in her voice evident in hopes that he was still within ear-shot while stomping her feet and crying "It's too tight!" into a muting mass of under garments. After a couple more minutes he appears, surprised to see her sweatier but no less helpless. He removes the gag, unable to understand anything she's saying, to be told she needs to be tied but in a way she can escape. He comes up with another plan, taping her over pantyhose so the tape just slides off at the slightest struggle. Soon she is wearing only panties, high heels and two pairs of pantyhose. The sound of tape being pulled off the roll and smoothed in place fills the concrete room as inch after inch of tape cocoons her over the sheer nylon. She soon finds her self banded in wide swaths of black and white tape, her legs crushed and her waist cinched. She doubts she can escape this either but the huge ballgag set deeply in her mouth makes sure he can continue. She is soon standing, held aloft by a rope to the ceiling, her chest taped and her arms being welded together into a single sleeve of tape, arms and uselessness. She is gagged with panties held in by a thin strip of white tape, but he isn't done with her. He folds more panties, places them over her mouth and then brutally tapes them over her existing gag. Her jaw spreads wide, locked achingly in place as her face and eyes redden with the strain. She yelps when he places an hitachi in her crotch and turns it on high. "I was thinking. It would be far more realistic to the insurance company if you didn't get loose and were found like this!" he says. With that he was gone again as she struggled to stay upright as the gag punished her face and the vibrator punished her poor puss. The sensations rose again and again, pulling her close the the edge of release as minutes slowly ticked by and her energy waned. After several minute she was ready, but the strain of the position was too great, the gag crushing her face having taken its toll. He returns to partially release her as she tells him the hitachi was in the wrong place and she couldn't climax. He tells her to show him the right spot, hand gags her and with her ponytail held tight by his other hand she turns the beast onto high again, slides it into place and already at the edge brings herself to finish in under two minutes. It turns out it was really just role play, but the bondage and the result of the vibrator were very, very real!

Nyxon has a brilliant idea, and all she has to do is get jacked in bondage to collect insurance money on a fake robbery. She explains the situation to Ted, and he eventually has her tightly taped. With no audio on the security cameras the chat away happily as he adds more and more tight tight, constricting her arms and legs into useless welds of limb and tape. Opening her blouse he also takes full advantage of the chance to grope her available breasts, something nobody trying to commit fraud would every allow. After enduring a bit gag, the bound and bared beauty opens wide for a new gag and is shocked when he starts pushing huge panties into her mouth. It's tool late to though, and realism requires she accept them fully into her moistened maw for a very tight taping in white. He gives her another quick feel and tells her to have fun, leaving her to escape and call the authorities. With arms already discolored from the biting bands of stickiness crushing them together into a singular and useless appendage the sultry and secured schemer is to struggle like a hellion. She writhes in the creaking chair, her bonds unyielding, flailing her arms about and thrashing for the security camera in a display that is sure to look convincing to the undoubtedly many that would see it. As silent footage streams onto a hard-drive she still grunts and cries into that plug of panties stuffed deeply into her mouth. Her wide eyes peer over the constricting swath of white tape smoothly formed to cheeks bulged by a massive mound in her maw. It has to look convincing, so she gives them an agonized and desperate damsel screaming for help and fighting a painful battle against her tape tethers. To be honest it wasn't hard. Grunting and groaning as the tape bites deeper and deeper into her soft skin, her fingers begin to go numb and her stretched jaw starts aching. She realizes her expressions are because it hurts like hell, and worse she isn't making any headway. She needs to get free and call for help for this plan to work, and she was still just as helpless after several minutes as when that tit-grabbing, overzealous taper had left her. She cries out with the muffled panic in her voice evident in hopes that he was still within ear-shot while stomping her feet and crying "It's too tight!" into a muting mass of under garments. After a couple more minutes he appears, surprised to see her sweatier but no less helpless. He removes the gag, unable to understand anything she's saying, to be told she needs to be tied but in a way she can escape. He comes up with another plan, taping her over pantyhose so the tape just slides off at the slightest struggle. Soon she is wearing only panties, high heels and two pairs of pantyhose. The sound of tape being pulled off the roll and smoothed in place fills the concrete room as inch after inch of tape cocoons her over the sheer nylon. She soon finds her self banded in wide swaths of black and white tape, her legs crushed and her waist cinched. She doubts she can escape this either but the huge ballgag set deeply in her mouth makes sure he can continue. She is soon standing, held aloft by a rope to the ceiling, her chest taped and her arms being welded together into a single sleeve of tape, arms and uselessness. She is gagged with panties held in by a thin strip of white tape, but he isn't done with her. He folds more panties, places them over her mouth and then brutally tapes them over her existing gag. Her jaw spreads wide, locked achingly in place as her face and eyes redden with the strain. She yelps when he places an hitachi in her crotch and turns it on high. "I was thinking. It would be far more realistic to the insurance company if you didn't get loose and were found like this!" he says. With that he was gone again as she struggled to stay upright as the gag punished her face and the vibrator punished her poor puss. The sensations rose again and again, pulling her close the the edge of release as minutes slowly ticked by and her energy waned. After several minute she was ready, but the strain of the position was too great, the gag crushing her face having taken its toll. He returns to partially release her as she tells him the hitachi was in the wrong place and she couldn't climax. He tells her to show him the right spot, hand gags her and with her ponytail held tight by his other hand she turns the beast onto high again, slides it into place and already at the edge brings herself to finish in under two minutes. It turns out it was really just role play, but the bondage and the result of the vibrator were very, very real!

Nyxon has a brilliant idea, and all she has to do is get jacked in bondage to collect insurance money on a fake robbery. She explains the situation to Ted, and he eventually has her tightly taped. With no audio on the security cameras the chat away happily as he adds more and more tight tight, constricting her arms and legs into useless welds of limb and tape. Opening her blouse he also takes full advantage of the chance to grope her available breasts, something nobody trying to commit fraud would every allow. After enduring a bit gag, the bound and bared beauty opens wide for a new gag and is shocked when he starts pushing huge panties into her mouth. It's tool late to though, and realism requires she accept them fully into her moistened maw for a very tight taping in white. He gives her another quick feel and tells her to have fun, leaving her to escape and call the authorities. With arms already discolored from the biting bands of stickiness crushing them together into a singular and useless appendage the sultry and secured schemer is to struggle like a hellion. She writhes in the creaking chair, her bonds unyielding, flailing her arms about and thrashing for the security camera in a display that is sure to look convincing to the undoubtedly many that would see it. As silent footage streams onto a hard-drive she still grunts and cries into that plug of panties stuffed deeply into her mouth. Her wide eyes peer over the constricting swath of white tape smoothly formed to cheeks bulged by a massive mound in her maw. It has to look convincing, so she gives them an agonized and desperate damsel screaming for help and fighting a painful battle against her tape tethers. To be honest it wasn't hard. Grunting and groaning as the tape bites deeper and deeper into her soft skin, her fingers begin to go numb and her stretched jaw starts aching. She realizes her expressions are because it hurts like hell, and worse she isn't making any headway. She needs to get free and call for help for this plan to work, and she was still just as helpless after several minutes as when that tit-grabbing, overzealous taper had left her. She cries out with the muffled panic in her voice evident in hopes that he was still within ear-shot while stomping her feet and crying "It's too tight!" into a muting mass of under garments. After a couple more minutes he appears, surprised to see her sweatier but no less helpless. He removes the gag, unable to understand anything she's saying, to be told she needs to be tied but in a way she can escape. He comes up with another plan, taping her over pantyhose so the tape just slides off at the slightest struggle. Soon she is wearing only panties, high heels and two pairs of pantyhose. The sound of tape being pulled off the roll and smoothed in place fills the concrete room as inch after inch of tape cocoons her over the sheer nylon. She soon finds her self banded in wide swaths of black and white tape, her legs crushed and her waist cinched. She doubts she can escape this either but the huge ballgag set deeply in her mouth makes sure he can continue. She is soon standing, held aloft by a rope to the ceiling, her chest taped and her arms being welded together into a single sleeve of tape, arms and uselessness. She is gagged with panties held in by a thin strip of white tape, but he isn't done with her. He folds more panties, places them over her mouth and then brutally tapes them over her existing gag. Her jaw spreads wide, locked achingly in place as her face and eyes redden with the strain. She yelps when he places an hitachi in her crotch and turns it on high. "I was thinking. It would be far more realistic to the insurance company if you didn't get loose and were found like this!" he says. With that he was gone again as she struggled to stay upright as the gag punished her face and the vibrator punished her poor puss. The sensations rose again and again, pulling her close the the edge of release as minutes slowly ticked by and her energy waned. After several minute she was ready, but the strain of the position was too great, the gag crushing her face having taken its toll. He returns to partially release her as she tells him the hitachi was in the wrong place and she couldn't climax. He tells her to show him the right spot, hand gags her and with her ponytail held tight by his other hand she turns the beast onto high again, slides it into place and already at the edge brings herself to finish in under two minutes. It turns out it was really just role play, but the bondage and the result of the vibrator were very, very real!

Nyxon has a brilliant idea, and all she has to do is get jacked in bondage to collect insurance money on a fake robbery. She explains the situation to Ted, and he eventually has her tightly taped. With no audio on the security cameras the chat away happily as he adds more and more tight tight, constricting her arms and legs into useless welds of limb and tape. Opening her blouse he also takes full advantage of the chance to grope her available breasts, something nobody trying to commit fraud would every allow. After enduring a bit gag, the bound and bared beauty opens wide for a new gag and is shocked when he starts pushing huge panties into her mouth. It's tool late to though, and realism requires she accept them fully into her moistened maw for a very tight taping in white. He gives her another quick feel and tells her to have fun, leaving her to escape and call the authorities. With arms already discolored from the biting bands of stickiness crushing them together into a singular and useless appendage the sultry and secured schemer is to struggle like a hellion. She writhes in the creaking chair, her bonds unyielding, flailing her arms about and thrashing for the security camera in a display that is sure to look convincing to the undoubtedly many that would see it. As silent footage streams onto a hard-drive she still grunts and cries into that plug of panties stuffed deeply into her mouth. Her wide eyes peer over the constricting swath of white tape smoothly formed to cheeks bulged by a massive mound in her maw. It has to look convincing, so she gives them an agonized and desperate damsel screaming for help and fighting a painful battle against her tape tethers. To be honest it wasn't hard. Grunting and groaning as the tape bites deeper and deeper into her soft skin, her fingers begin to go numb and her stretched jaw starts aching. She realizes her expressions are because it hurts like hell, and worse she isn't making any headway. She needs to get free and call for help for this plan to work, and she was still just as helpless after several minutes as when that tit-grabbing, overzealous taper had left her. She cries out with the muffled panic in her voice evident in hopes that he was still within ear-shot while stomping her feet and crying "It's too tight!" into a muting mass of under garments.

After a couple more minutes he appears, surprised to see her sweatier but no less helpless. He removes the gag, unable to understand anything she's saying, to be told she needs to be tied but in a way she can escape. He comes up with another plan, taping her over pantyhose so the tape just slides off at the slightest struggle. Soon she is wearing only panties, high heels and two pairs of pantyhose. The sound of tape being pulled off the roll and smoothed in place fills the concrete room as inch after inch of tape cocoons her over the sheer nylon. She soon finds her self banded in wide swaths of black and white tape, her legs crushed and her waist cinched. She doubts she can escape this either but the huge ballgag set deeply in her mouth makes sure he can continue. She is soon standing, held aloft by a rope to the ceiling, her chest taped and her arms being welded together into a single sleeve of tape, arms and uselessness. She is gagged with panties held in by a thin strip of white tape, but he isn't done with her. He folds more panties, places them over her mouth and then brutally tapes them over her existing gag. Her jaw spreads wide, locked achingly in place as her face and eyes redden with the strain. She yelps when he places an hitachi in her crotch and turns it on high. "I was thinking. It would be far more realistic to the insurance company if you didn't get loose and were found like this!" he says.

With that he was gone again as she struggled to stay upright as the gag punished her face and the vibrator punished her poor puss. The sensations rose again and again, pulling her close the the edge of release as minutes slowly ticked by and her energy waned. After several minute she was ready, but the strain of the position was too great, the gag crushing her face having taken its toll. He returns to partially release her as she tells him the hitachi was in the wrong place and she couldn't climax. He tells her to show him the right spot, hand gags her and with her ponytail held tight by his other hand she turns the beast onto high again, slides it into place and already at the edge brings herself to finish in under two minutes. It turns out it was really just role play, but the bondage and the result of the vibrator were very, very real!

Rachel hustles into the room bound at the wrists and drooling past lips curled over a tightly strapped bit gag. She knows nothing, but he doesn't believe her and sets about on an hour of tight restraint, brutal gags and physical persuasion. Her claims of ignorance first result in tight rubber straps being used to bind her legs and arms, complete with fully crushed elbows, before being tethered into a standing position. She pleads as he wraps tape around her gag, but he only clamps her nipples with clothespin before leaving her to struggle. During her binding he took the time to open her blouse, pull down her bra and hike up her skirt and now her tits and ass are on full display as she struggles and spins using only her neck from balance. She moans and writhes helplessly, her face and arms already reddened with strain, as long minutes tick past before her captor returns. He seats her, taking advantage of her purposeful clothing malfunction to grope her breasts and squeeze her nipples. He removes her gag and partially cuts her free, but she still claims to know nothing. She watches in shock as he gather hundreds of feet of rope and begins binding her tightly with it. Her legs, her arms and chest soon feel the crushing grip of hundreds of feet of thin cord. He gropes her some more before wrapping gauze tightly between her teeth and then over her lips before adding a thin band of tape over that. Her eyes are already wet when he crushes her elbows behind her back, but he isn't done. She groans in discomfort as he binds both breasts into bulging and reddened orbs with twine and crushes each nipple with harsh clover clamps. He leaves her again to her thoughts and struggles, and she writhes against her bonds in earnest. She moans and wriggles, but the ropes hold fast and dig deeply into her sensitized skin. The gag squeezes tighter and tighter as time passes, and the discomfort increases the longer the ropes hold her fast. Each movement is agony, the clamps bouncing and tugging on pained nips, but she has no choice but to struggles. Finally after six minutes she screams for release and promises to talk, but it is a lie. She's partially untied by the time he realizes, but the severity of her two plights so far and the wetness in her eyes convinces him she knows nothing. His boss won't believe though, and he tells her they'll need one more tough challenge for him to believe. She reluctantly agrees and is soon wearing only panties, pantyhose and heels and getting tightly taped up. He sinks a tight crotchrope deeply between her labia and wraps bands of silver tape around her legs, arms and torso. Her elbows are crushed together for a third time, her forearms taped to her waist, and he is stuffing huge panties into her mouth. He tapes them in place with tight tape between her teeth and leaves her to again struggle. For another six minutes she writhes about, fighting bonds she can never escape. She kicks, arches and rolls about on the floor gathering up pieces of dirt, sawdust and filth with her glistening skin. Every gyration grinds that rope between her legs deeper, sawing against her most sensitive area, and her shoulders are on fire. She begins to think he might not return, that it was all a lie, until he finally comes back into the room. He clamps her pained nipples once more, poses her head for a camera and lets her expression speak for itself. She enduring an hour of brutal bondage knowing nothing and now his employer might actually believe it and allow her to go!

Rachel hustles into the room bound at the wrists and drooling past lips curled over a tightly strapped bit gag. She knows nothing, but he doesn't believe her and sets about on an hour of tight restraint, brutal gags and physical persuasion. Her claims of ignorance first result in tight rubber straps being used to bind her legs and arms, complete with fully crushed elbows, before being tethered into a standing position. She pleads as he wraps tape around her gag, but he only clamps her nipples with clothespin before leaving her to struggle. During her binding he took the time to open her blouse, pull down her bra and hike up her skirt and now her tits and ass are on full display as she struggles and spins using only her neck from balance. She moans and writhes helplessly, her face and arms already reddened with strain, as long minutes tick past before her captor returns. He seats her, taking advantage of her purposeful clothing malfunction to grope her breasts and squeeze her nipples. He removes her gag and partially cuts her free, but she still claims to know nothing. She watches in shock as he gather hundreds of feet of rope and begins binding her tightly with it. Her legs, her arms and chest soon feel the crushing grip of hundreds of feet of thin cord. He gropes her some more before wrapping gauze tightly between her teeth and then over her lips before adding a thin band of tape over that. Her eyes are already wet when he crushes her elbows behind her back, but he isn't done. She groans in discomfort as he binds both breasts into bulging and reddened orbs with twine and crushes each nipple with harsh clover clamps. He leaves her again to her thoughts and struggles, and she writhes against her bonds in earnest. She moans and wriggles, but the ropes hold fast and dig deeply into her sensitized skin. The gag squeezes tighter and tighter as time passes, and the discomfort increases the longer the ropes hold her fast. Each movement is agony, the clamps bouncing and tugging on pained nips, but she has no choice but to struggles. Finally after six minutes she screams for release and promises to talk, but it is a lie. She's partially untied by the time he realizes, but the severity of her two plights so far and the wetness in her eyes convinces him she knows nothing. His boss won't believe though, and he tells her they'll need one more tough challenge for him to believe. She reluctantly agrees and is soon wearing only panties, pantyhose and heels and getting tightly taped up. He sinks a tight crotchrope deeply between her labia and wraps bands of silver tape around her legs, arms and torso. Her elbows are crushed together for a third time, her forearms taped to her waist, and he is stuffing huge panties into her mouth. He tapes them in place with tight tape between her teeth and leaves her to again struggle. For another six minutes she writhes about, fighting bonds she can never escape. She kicks, arches and rolls about on the floor gathering up pieces of dirt, sawdust and filth with her glistening skin. Every gyration grinds that rope between her legs deeper, sawing against her most sensitive area, and her shoulders are on fire. She begins to think he might not return, that it was all a lie, until he finally comes back into the room. He clamps her pained nipples once more, poses her head for a camera and lets her expression speak for itself. She enduring an hour of brutal bondage knowing nothing and now his employer might actually believe it and allow her to go!

Rachel hustles into the room bound at the wrists and drooling past lips curled over a tightly strapped bit gag. She knows nothing, but he doesn't believe her and sets about on an hour of tight restraint, brutal gags and physical persuasion. Her claims of ignorance first result in tight rubber straps being used to bind her legs and arms, complete with fully crushed elbows, before being tethered into a standing position. She pleads for release as he wraps tape around her gag, but he instead clamps her nipples with clothespins before leaving her to struggle. During her binding he took the time to open her blouse, pull down her bra and hike up her skirt and now her tits and ass are on full display as she struggles and spins using only her neck for balance. She moans and writhes in utter helplessness, her face and arms already reddened with strain, as long minutes tick past before her captor returns.

He seats her, taking advantage of the clothing malfunction he created to grope her breasts and squeeze her nipples. He removes her gag and partially cuts her free, but she still claims to know nothing. She watches in shock as he gather hundreds of feet of rope and begins binding her tightly with it. Her legs, arms and chest soon feel the crushing grip of thin cord. He gropes her some more before wrapping gauze tightly between her teeth and then over her lips before adding a thin band of tape over that. Her eyes are already wet when he crushes her elbows behind her back once again, but he isn't done. She groans in discomfort as he binds both breasts with scratchy twine, squeezing them into bulging and reddened orbs, and crushes each nipple with harsh clover clamps. He leaves her again to her thoughts and struggles, and she again writhes against her bonds in earnest. She moans and wriggles, but the ropes hold fast and dig deeply into her sensitized skin. The gag squeezes tighter and tighter as time passes, and the discomfort increases the longer the ropes hold her fast. Each movement is agony, the clamps bouncing and tugging on pained teats, but she has no choice but to struggles. Finally after six minutes she screams for release and promises to talk, but it is a lie.

She's partially untied by the time he realizes the deception, but the severity of her two plights so far and the wetness in her eyes convinces him she knows nothing. His boss won't believe though, and he tells her they'll need a last tough and convincing challenge. She reluctantly agrees and is soon wearing only panties, pantyhose and heels and getting tightly taped up. He sinks a tight crotchrope deeply between her labia and wraps bands of silver tape around her legs, arms and torso. Her elbows are crushed together for a third time, her forearms taped to her waist, and he stuffs huge panties fully into her mouth. He tapes them in place with tight tape between her teeth and leaves her to again struggle. For another six minutes she writhes about, fighting bonds she can never escape. She kicks, arches and rolls about on the floor gathering up pieces of dirt, sawdust and filth with her glistening skin. Every gyration grinds that rope between her legs deeper, sawing against her most sensitive area, and her sharply pulled back shoulders are on fire. She begins to think he might not return, that it he told a lie of his own, but he finally comes back into the room. He clamps her pained nipples once more, poses her head for a camera and lets her expression speak for itself. She endured an hour of brutal bondage knowing nothing and release now depended on a man she'd never met and the agony on her tear-stained face!