Today we follow Mistress Sandra in her dungeon.
There her slave awaits us…
What a beautiful girl, we sure will have some fun with her!
Mistress Sandra is wearing gloves, top and skirt.
Anna Vorski is wearing a corset, slip, stockings, gloves, collar, hood and armbinder.
Mistress Sandra is dressed from head till feet cover in a one piece latex.
This catsuit needs some shining before hitting the pool on this hot day.
Mistress Sandra needs something else before swimming too as she shows us her new toy!
Join her in the water for a wet adventure!
Anna Rose is Mistress Sandra’s sex slave!
She can do anzthing with her slave that she wants…
Join us and find out what Mistress Sandra has in store for Anna.
It must have been a panic attack. I got really upset about things in my life. I had no idea how much worse they could get. The facility they took me to was supposed to provide me with help. Instead OT just helped himself. I don’t remember being transported to his special dungeon. I just remember waking up and feeling groggy.
Once I realized what was going on… That I wasn’t going to get the help I needed… Rather that I was going to serve the sadistic whims of a madman I did my best to play along. I took his torments. I participated in his horrific sexual experimentations. I let him touch me. I let him put his fat fingers inside my asshole.
I thought I was crazy. I thought I needed help. I guess I was wrong. All I needed was to find the right person to touch me in the right ways.
Inspired by Agan Medon Sailor Luna has her arms pulled tightly behind her back. She is walked onto a giant dildo that makes its way to the back of her throat. OT fondles and undresses her while she struggles not to gag.
The leather hood on Sailor Luna’s head keeps her in utter darkness and unable to speak. In just her panties Sailor Luna looks so adorable. OT takes the opportunity to whip her cute little tits and her sweet butt. When he pulls the hood off he wraps his huge hands around her throat and tightens down.
OT attaches her to a wooden device that has her completely exposed. She can’t help but jut her pussy out for all to see. OT pulls her legs up, pushing her knees harshly into the edge of the wood. Labia clamps pull her tender pushy flesh open. Mr Pogo is crammed deeply into her wet cunt and the vibrator buzzes away at her clit. She’s teased so close to orgasm that each time OT pulls the vibrator away Sailor Luna wants to cry.
It is with such delight and reflection I stand over her now, enjoying a good Camel smoke. She is most beautiful with a black latex smother hood stretched over her head. It is a nice contrast from that painted face mounted in the wall a few days back. I inserted a couple rubber tubes up her nose holes to ensure there is no mishap with breathing. This was a safety measure as she has been locked on all fours stewing since sunrise.
My knees are killing me!!! The only relief is to carefully hang my weight from that damnable ass hook he seems to love so much. I’m sweating from this exertion. I feel the sweat squishing around my chin and mouth. The tubes jammed up my nose are maddening and my breath is labored because of them. I am engulfed in an oppressive, sticky blackness. The pressure, which was a mere sensation when he pulled it over my head, is aching now. The wickedest tickling and pricking assaults my skin; I imagine it must be flies or mosquitos feasting.
I hear the door slam. Though I cannot see or hear his movements, I am sure he is up to something. My mind swirls with imaginings of what he is about to do. My head screams, “Please do something!” The terror of what my own thoughts conjure reverberate in this smothering blackness.
Do I sense that he is close? I hold my breath to empty any sound in my head. Suddenly an acrid stench assaults my nose when I finally inhale. That fucker is blowing smoke at me. I can’t avert my head as it is locked at the neck. With every inhale I receive another dose. I cannot escape it; I feel dizzy — my body tingles and trembles.
Blinded and Beaten Bad
One of the more frightening things about being a model for one of our videos is the feeling you get when one of the handlers is walking toward you carrying some device meant for torment. Possibly the only thing scarier is what Sasha, our model for today, is experiencing. Sasha has a leather hood on over her head so she can’t see anything at all. All she gets is the muffled sound of footsteps moving toward her as she is left to wonder what agony awaits her next.
Matt Williams has her shackled down to a metal pole, her legs out in front of her and her body leaned all the way back. He covers the nose holes in her hood with a strip of tape to make it harder for her to breathe, so that everything he does to her will be that much more frightening. She sits there in the darkness and suspense, breathless, as he flogs her tits and her stomach. She flinches from the sound of the tails moving through the air. Her body starts to turn red, not that she can tell at all except that with each lash the next one hurts a little bit more.
He walks away from her, removing the tape from her hood and letting her body have a few seconds rest, but a few seconds is all she is going to get. Even as he leaves her, she is shaking and panting, her body quivering in pain and anticipation. That body starts to full-on shake when she hears the sound that every submissive fears, the crackling of electricity at the end of a cattle prod. Matt shocks her nipples, perking them up, then he shocks her pussy. It is as if her body is being jump started. She squirms and shrieks, unable to control herself, never knowing when or where the next zap will come.
Tied Off Tit Torment
Dee Williams is back for the second installment of her three part live feed with us. This far into a live feed, our models tend to start to realize that maybe they weren’t quite ready for what they signed up for. Maybe they’ve spread themselves too thin. We’ve decided to help Dee out reaching this conclusion by spreading her out ourselves across a St. Andrew’s cross, her legs spread and her arms held down so she can’t squirm.
Her breasts are tied off in a rope harness, turning them red and making them extra sensitive for our handlers to better take advantage of. Two of them take turns whipping up and down Dee’s body, the lashes leaving red lines all over her body that sting and ache.
Our handlers then sit her down on a wooden block, her legs and arms strapped in with belt bondage. Her breasts are tied down on top of another wooden block so they are squeezed tight into place. Then the whips come back out, cutting deeper into her tits. To make it worse, they put a leather hood over her head, cutting off all the senses and making it hurt even worse. Then they take a hitachi and place it right on her clit, completely overwhelming her with vibrations.
The Sybian is probably one of the most terrifying devices that we own here at Insex On Demand. The ironic thing about this, of course, is that the Sybian is a vibrator, a device made to give pleasure. This machine, however, is so powerful and so overwhelming that some of our models would rather be whipped or electrified than be subjected to it. This is why, typically, we use it only as a last resort, building up to it over time with our models, but not this time.
At the start of Zoey Laine’s time with us, she is already sat down right on top of the Sybian, her head covered by a black leather hood. Her arms are tied behind her, her wrists bound together with rope and secured to a wooden post sticking out of the floor. She is wearing a tiny pink dress with a ruffly skirt, but that doesn’t last long, since Matt Williams has to cut it away so that he can abuse her tits and her stomach with the end of his whip. He delivers lash after lash, but it’s when she’s just sitting on the sybian, the hood having been removed, that Zoey starts crying.
Matt Williams takes some pity on the poor girl and finally takes her off the Sybian and ties her down to the floor. He uses a flogger on her ass and on her pussy, and that gets some reaction out of her, but it isn’t enough. He switches back to the whip, remembering some of the noises Zoey made when he used it on her before, but it just isn’t the same. He misses the sheer torment of watching her sit on the enormous vibrator, so he takes out a hitachi and tries that out. Sure enough, there is that look of agony he craved, and suddenly all is right with the world.