Rookie Cop Gets Heavy Restraint, Tight Breast Bondage and Cums While Plugged and Vibrated

  

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Vivica, collared and completely dominated, is brought into the room helpless in cuffs including her elbows and ankles. The rookie cop breaks into her Captain's home to look for evidence and instead finds pain and humiliation. He beats her ass, dry humps her, sucks her tit, gropes her roughly and then has her masturbate him through his pants. And that's the easy part. Soon she's tightly tit tied with clothespins on her nipples, blindfolded and left to drool and orgasm from her own vibrated panties wedged into her pussy. When he returns, it's to slap her breasts, finger her and work her pussy with a large dildo until she squirts. He replaces her heavy restraints with elbow-crushing ropes and cuffs locked around her hard and shining tits before packing her mouth with filthy panties and leaving her to struggle with a vibrating egg inserted into her vagina and a magic wand taped to her mound. After several orgasms, he returns to find a true submissive slut, no longer fighting her role and desiring to serve. On her knees, she proves this willingness, sucking his dick until her cheeks bulge and her mouth fills with 5ml of sticky dominance!

Brought out cuffed in heavy fetish, the rookie cop realized she'd made a terrible gamble. When she joined her precinct she was given two choices, play ball or turn a blind eye to what was going on at the station. She chose a third option, though, and decided to gather evidence to stop the corruption and bring her coworkers and superior to justice. It was a foolish choice because she wasn't the first her Captain had encountered over the years that could be trouble to him. He set a trap, she walked right into it and how she'd fill her role in his operation bound, gagged, agonized and on her knees polishing his dick.

With her legs in irons, her wrists cuffed and her elbows shackled mere inches apart, she was marched into the room. Drool streamed from her mouth, pried wide by a bitgag, and drain down her chin. Then he began work her and work her hard. She squealed as he groped her tits and then bent her over to beat her ass with a hard spanking. Then her tits were out and he was sucking her nipples before bending her over to dry hump her, banking his bonder into her ass over and over again.

He pulled her panties through her slit, tied a vibrator to them and turned it on. In a Pavlovian fashion, she started humping herself as the vibrations filled her pussy with sensation. He framed her breasts with rope and then brutally tied her tits with twine, slapping them, sucking her nipples again and finally groping them roughly. He told her to dig for gold, and she did. Grasping at his dick through his pants, feeling its hardness while she continued to hump herself with her own vibrating panties. Finally, he clamped her helpless nipples with clothespins, blindfolded her with coflex gauze and left her.

Now alone, she could barely move. The cold and cruel cuffs were inescapable and, without sight, she had no way of navigating a stranger's home. Her breast bondage turned her tits into red and hard orbs, throbbing and pushing blood into her crushed nipples. The pain was terrible, but the vibrating in her pussy was worse. Despite her fear and agony, she was nearing an orgasm. She wiggled, chains and locks jangling, and gyrated her hips. Drool streamed from her face, staining her reddened tits and dotting the floor. She moaned, and she humped herself, minute after minute, until she came like a submissive slut.

He returned to a far more compliant subordinate. This time when he got behind her, she grabbed at him without being told, fondling him like it was her job. Releasing her leg irons, he told her to spread them and then finger fucked her until she squirted. Then he worked her pussy with a dildo, and again she squirted for him. He wiped it up with her panties and then stuffed her pussy with the same panties before binding her legs together with rope and tape. The cuffs around her elbows were then removed, and her elbows crushed together, touching, behind her back.

Fully helpless again, he clamped her tits with her leg cuffs. One click and then two as she groaned loudly, and her pained tits shined hard and purple. He then stuffed her mouth with the panties in her pussy, letting her taste her own piss and ejaculated for a moment before packing her mouth with huge panties and then taping them in place. The final indignity was shoving a vibrating egg inside of her and taping a magic wand vibrator to her mound. Now lashed to the stairway, he turned on the vibrators and left her to suffer again.

She again worked her hips, accepting the stimulation, and came in less than a minute. It was the first of several as she stood there in complete agony. Bound, gagged, humiliated and cumming over and over again. He returned to his quivering captive and asked if she was ready to play ball. She gave her answer on her knees, with her hands cuffed behind her back, as her head bobbed up and down with his dick in her mouth until her cheeks bulged, her eyes widened, and he filled her face with cum. They all play ball in the end. She now knew her role in his operations, and, to her surprise, she loved it. 

Claire Gets Her Ass Stuffed and Cums in Partial Mummification

 

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Claire is the courier for a payment, but the huge wad of cash needs to be delivered up her ass. After having her asshole probed, she is stuff and then taped into a tight partial mummification with an anal hook up her ass as well as a magic wand helping achieve orgasm time and again!

Claire has been hand-picked to deliver a cash payment to a criminal, and the explicit instructions are anything but ordinary. Sitting topless, she holds a massive wad of cash and is shocked to learn it's going up her ass. With some hesitation, she rips open her pantyhose, bends over and spreads her cheeks to reveal her tightly puckered asshole. He drips lube on his gloved finger and the bagged cash before working it past her anus and then, using his finger to probe her rectally, pushes the cash firmly into place fully inside of her bum. 

It is with equal surprise that she learns she will be tightly taped and left for this criminal as a tightly taped and thoroughly gagged package. Every attempt to catch this man has failed, and he is always one step ahead of them. They must follow his instructions to the letter. And so, her partner tapes her legs first and then her arms tightly to her sides. As more and more tape is added, the crush of the bands surrounding her increases. She questions why it has to be so tight, and a huge ballgag is strapped into her mouth to cease her queries.

Finally able to work in peace, he adds more and more tape until her arms and torso are encased, her legs are crushed together and her hands are taped into useless mittens. She squeals when she sees the anal hook and the lube, but he is already pressing the cold orb against her asshole. It pops through, and he slides it deeply inside against the cash already stuffed into her ass.

Now in the home stretch of her humiliation, he anchors her to the stairway by the hook using a stocking before removing her ballgag and stuffing her face full of someone else's panties. She feels them crushed into place with the clear tape winding around her head, but the gag is the least of her worries. Now he's taping her head to the stairway over the gag and over her eyes, using gauze pads to blind her. The last indignity is to wedge a magic wand between her legs and firmly against her pussy. He turns it on, and leaves her to her struggles.

She can barely move, her ass invaded by a thousand dollars in cash and the cold steel hook. She moans into the panties, the foul taste permeating her mouth, as the wand pulses against her pussy. Closer and closer, she is brought by the wand until only a couple of minutes into her captivity she groans hard with her first orgasm. Now over-sensitized down below, the wand is both a pleasure and a punishment as it continues to pound her mound as she is barely able to move in her tape and nylon cocoon. She dangles by her own asshole as the wand juices her again and again.

He returns to find her moaning and, in the aftershock of her last orgasm, to let her know it is all a little prank they play on new recruits, but her initiation has one last step. He presses the wand hard into her tingling mound and she is quickly begging to to cum which he allows. With one final and huge groan, she finds release, and he leaves her to let the others know she has met the test! 

 

Give Me the Codes: Shut Up and Cum With Nyxon and Mandy Wolf

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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!

 

Maci's Masturbation Fanstasy Is to Be Tied, Taped and Taken

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More Orgasms Than You Can Count on One Hand

The four extra orgasms are the icing on cake!

Going through my hard-drive is often like panning for gold. I sift down into things deeper and deeper and suddenly I see something glisten. Could it be? No, don't get your hopes up. Many things are shiny, and you've been fooled before. It is worth a closer look though, so lets double-click on that file. Holy shit! I forgot I even had this. I can't believe my naming scheme back then was so cryptic, no wonder I missed this for so long.

Such is the way with some of my releases. I capture everything I shoot. I archive everything I shoot. Sometimes though things get lost, misplaced, hidden beneath a crowd of bound and gagged women. I can overlook them for days, weeks, months and even years. They always have a way of percolating back up to the surface though. My brain interprets things just right one day to look at a file on my drive and look at it. It becomes immediately clear that I haven't done anything with it. Something I forgot I even shot becomes just as new to me as the day I filmed it. Three years hiding on my drive and now bursting forth with bondage awesomeness.

That happened with my most recent update. I was looking for a file and stumbled upon another. The name made no sense, but the size and extension told me that there was something on it worth looking at for a moment. I ran the file, it loaded up into my player and I see Angelique drooling all over herself and moaning like crazy as the first hitachi I ever owned pounded multiple orgasms out of her. She played the sassy damsel. I played the masked villain. She gets taken down, tied up and writhes in chair bondage with open legs that beg for a vibrator. First I let her drool all over herself. Then I grope the hell out of her. Finally she gets a vibrator tied tightly against her crotch buzzing orgasm after orgasm out of her.

How can something like this stay lost for so long? How can the world be so cruel to let something like this do little more than take up space on my H: drive? I don't know. I do know though that I'm ecstatic to have found the gem!

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Nylon + Duct Tape + Angelique = Tasty Strict Bondage

Like smooth and shiny damsels? Try nylon encasement!

In my early days of shooting I learned a valuable lesson: get a model naked early and film that material as soon as possible. Is this because I like naked girls? No, although I love naked girls. Is this because I'm a huge pervert? No, although I am a huge pervert. Is this because I enjoy the idea of just meeting a model and having her stripped down and helpless on my carpet? I plead the fifth on that one.

Models today almost never bail on a shoot or even a position. There are so many people who will accept being made into a human pretzel, that will endure having their mouths stuffed to overflowing, that don't even blink an eye when the magic wand turns on and turns into an erotic jack-hammer that the field of competition is very level. This wasn't always the case. There was a time when I would send out 25 emails and hope for one model to accept my oh-so-strange offer of tying them up and filming it. Many of these girls had never experienced bondage and if they had it fell far short of the tightness I put them through. The number of shoots I had end early or even after the first set far outnumbered getting all the material I had pain-painstakingly planned for in the days before the shoot. Don't feel sorry for me. I knew full well that most girls could not or would not deal with the Ted Michaels experience. I took the risk willingly because compromise on strict bondage is like negotiation with a hand grenade. I have no interest in it and the result is something blowing up in my face.

The answer came out of pure economics. I learned that many models could not deal with my bondage. I knew I would not compromise on my restraint. I accepted that some would leave early. This is a good place to add that my rate included partial or full nudity. I was shooting a lot but getting no nude work from my collaborators. The answer was simple. Open the door, greet the model politely, explain the shoot and then tell her to put on the birthday suit. In those days this usually resulted in a little surprise because after all getting tied and gagged by a complete stranger but having him see you nude after knowing him five minutes was another. They always stopped worrying about the awkwardness though when the ropes started going on. Funny how your elbows touching for the first time totally takes your mind off of sitting naked in a strange man's living room.

The first time I worked with Angelique she wasn't shy about being nude. She was already an accomplished fine art model. It seemed natural to get her nude right away and then cover her with nylon and duct tape. I haven't done the position in a long time, but I called it the hogtie trainer then. Model's like to cheat on hogties by grabbing the ropes with their hands. The trainer taught them to endure a hogtie without their hands to take away any strain. Models will also dip their head down when tired prevent those wonderful face shots. The trainer holds their head high for everyone to see. Oddly I chose to blindfold Angelique because showing her gag works just as well. We really need to do this one again. I wonder if she will agree?

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Strict Predicament Bondage

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