Welcome to part two of our wildest BDSM party to ever be held in the historic SF Armory. 300 gorgeous swingers, dominants, and submissive fill out resplendent lounge with the sounds of sexual pleasure, exquisite pain, and playful partner swapping. This episode starts with Cherry Torn receiving a swift reminder of her place on The Upper Floor after she humiliates herself by cumming without permission with Ramon Nomar’s thick cock in her ass. Ramon throws her on the floor, interrogates her with a crop, and ride fucks her around the lounge like little pony while the guests laugh at her predicament. One hot young couple become the focus of the game as Cherry begs them desperately for permission to cum while they giggle in her face and watch Ramon torment her pussy. Eventually with permission granted Cherry screams with relief as she is pounded into orgasmic oblivion. Meanwhile in the next room gorgeous house slave alumni Nerine Mechanique descends upon her prey dressed in a perfect latex gown with sex on her mind. Devi Lynn is a clever little submissive and maintains a charming exchange of quips and flirtation between her screams from lesbian domination, single tail whipping, fisting, corporeal, and athletic bondage predicament. It all ends with a kiss as the excited crowd cheers. With the extremely hot inspiration the room lights back up in a cavalcade of latex sex, spankings, squirting, rope suspensions, flogging, fucking machine fun, and lesbian swinging. The final scene finds Nora Riley in a tight spot. Tied up in an extremely painful kneeling rope suspension she must finally prove that she is worthy to petition as the Last Armory Slave in front of Cherry Torn. In order to make the cut she must hang like a piece of sex meat in the air and survive an onslaught of electrical torment, zappers, and cattle prods all while begging to have her will debased. If she can offer herself with enough submissive grace she will be rewarded with Cherry Torn’s approval and her anal use at the hands of Ramon Nomar.
London uses metal cuffs to secure Lance to the floor before she starts trampling and beating him, but it seems that he might be enjoying his punishment too much. She stands him up for a heaving spanking and flogging. She loves the sound of his wails as she hits him harder and harder. She steps on his toes just to raise the volume of his cries a bit more.
When she is satisfied that he has been beaten enough to have learned his lesson, she uses a vibrator to give him and orgasm. The moment he starts to cum, she removes the sensation and walks away leaving groaning.
London doesn’t start Artemis with a warmup. She wants to hear him groan in pain from her first lash at him and she succeeds. But he doesn’t seem to be enjoying it as much as he should. London knows from personal experience that pain feels better for a masochist who the masochist feels attractive, so London decides that Artemis would enjoy himself more if she replaced his boring athletic socks with some pretty heels. To make the heels fun she has placed bottle caps inside them so the balls of his feet will be pressed into the hard, sharp metal. He already seems to be enjoying himself more.
London secures Artemis to the stage with an anal lock and has Artemis dress in lingerie and stockings. He completes his makeup while she torments him with a cane and electricity. Artemis gets tougher the more girly he appears. This is no surprise to someone like London who knows that for a man to even get close to being as tough as a woman he has to take on the persona of one. He is then bent over a table and notices that he has not done as good a job grooming as she expects of her men. She proceeds to fix this problem by waxing the hair off his taint. He squirms and squeals as she rips hair in strips off his sensitive skin. When she is finally satisfied she rewards him with a hard spanking and an even harder caning. Finally London secures Artemis’ cock and balls before she proceeds to vibrate and fuck his pristine, hairless ass.
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.
London River has Ashley Lane tied down, both in her heart and on the floor of London’s dungeon. Her hands are up above her head and her legs are spread apart, held with rope at the wrists and the ankles. London doesn’t need any clothing on Ashley to cut or tear off, all she wants is her body to use and abuse any way she likes.
London starts by warming Ashley up a bit with some slapping, flogging, and teasing, but she decides to make things more interesting by subjecting Ashley to some harsh whipping and forced orgasms. London decides that Ashley is taking the single tail a little too well so she moves her to a box and ties her legs up. She proceeds to whip Ashley more before bringing in a couple canes. She starts with a slim cane on Ashley’s ass and thighs and moves on to something bigger. Ashley wails and tries to escape, but London waits patiently for her to give up before landing another hard stroke. After all, Ashley isn’t going anywhere and London has all day to play with her.
Finally London puts Ashley in a face down, ass up position. She hasn’t hurt Ashley quite enough to be satisfied yet, so she brings out something that she knows will make her scream. She applies an innocent looking cream on Ashley’s eager asshole and clit and almost immediately Ashley starts screaming in pain. The cream has something special added to it. Capsaicin. It feels like a fire is being held agains Ashely’s most delicate bits and the only cure for the terrible pain is a humiliating milk enema.
Scene Queen Made to Scream
Another day, another girl with winged eyeliner and a seemingly endless need for a beating crawling her way into our dungeon to spend some quality time with our handler Matt Williams. This week, her name is Lydia Black and she is about as tiny and sexy as they come. Matt could probably wrap all the way around her rib cage with just his two hands. Let’s hope he doesn’t break her in half as he beats and vibrates her until she breaks.
Matt has Lydia tied down to the floor, her legs spread in a walking split and her wrists lashed to the ceiling to help her balance there so she doesn’t tip over. He sticks a ball gag in her mouth so that he won’t have to deal with as much of the whining and moaning that is inevitably about to come out of her. Once that precautionary measure is put in place, he goes to work caning, whipping, and flogging her feet and her little tits. With each strike she lets out a muffled squeal.
Matt has been known to play games with our models, and today is no different. He gives Lydia a range of numbers to pick from to represent the intensity with which he will be flogging her pussy. After a few good hits, though, it’s time to give the girl what she wants: a good, hard orgasm. Matt puts the hitachi down on her clit and turns it on high. Lydia’s feet begin clenching and flexing before he even sticks his fingers inside of her. Matt finger fucks Lydia until she screams and cums, her juices flying from his hand and dripping from her pussy. After that it looks like she’s barely there. It’s all over for Lydia Black.
Our Handlers Get a Holiday Treat
O.T. and Matt Williams are going to have a very happy holiday this year, and since they’re such good friends, they’ve gotten each other matching presents: women to inflict their sickest desires upon. O.T. got Matt a lovely blonde named Alana Cruise who can take all the beatings he can dish out, and Matt in turn got him a sexy saucy read head named Lauren Phillips whose tits are just aching for a squeeze.
Matt ropes Alana down to a Saint Andrew’s cross with a ball gag stuffed into her mouth, so that her legs and her lips are held open for him. She is wearing a tight blue dress, which he generously cuts little holes in for her nipples to poke through, then slices off the little black panties she had on under it. Then he hooks some suction cups up onto them and pumps them up so they get swollen and sensitive. Matt takes a flogger and beats her bare pussy. After he removes the rest of her dress, he takes out a single tail and starts whipping her tits. Then it’s time for her to have a little fun of her own, as he takes out the hitachi and vibrates her clit.
After that it is O.T.’s turn to try out his new gift. He starts her out tied down on top of a box, her ankles tied so that her feet are pulled back next to either side of her head and her pussy is exposed. He clips clothespins on her tits and down her stomach along strings. Then he inserts a metal pussy hook inside of her and sticks the tip of the celebrator right on her clit to vibrate it with precision and intensity until she orgasms and squirts all over the place. He ties a net harness over her breasts and attaches that harness to a hair tie, then lights a candle and lets the hot wax drip all over her body.
Crotch Rope and Caned Ass
Milcah Halili has been eagerly awaiting having their own live feed on Real Time Bondage, but we aren’t entirely sure they knows what they’re getting themself into. That’s why we have decided to start them off light. We sit them down, handcuffed to fellow model Lorelei Lee, and ask the two of them a few questions about themselves. We get an idea of what they’ve tried, what they haven’t, what they like, and what they don’t. We are going to try a bit of each on the both of them.
We put Lorelei Lee into a metal barrel with just her head sticking out so she can watch as our handlers have their fun abusing Milcah’s body. Two of our handlers take out whips and stand on either side of them, lashing at them with the tails, leaving red marks up and down them where their flesh was stung. Our handlers wrap Milcah’s eyes in tape, so that they cannot see when they are about to be struck again.
Matt grabs a flogger and beats their tits and their pussy, making them shake and pull against their neck rope and the brutal strappado their arms are pulled into. Then he uses a wooden cane to beat their ass until there are a few good lasting bruises for Milcah to take home at the end of their time together. After that it is time for Milcah to take a breather so that they can be ready and rested for the rest of their time in the dungeon. They are nowhere near done yet.
Dripping Wet and Hung Out to Dry
In the third and final installation of Nikki Darling’s second live feed, while she gets soaking wet we are getting ready to hang her out to dry. We strap her arms together and up to the ceiling and have her stand on two metal blocks with electricity coursing through them. Then O.T. and London River work together with whips to really make her suffer. They lash at her back and her ass, sending stinging pain through her body and making her start to cry almost immediately.
O.T. and Matt Williams strap her ankles up to the ceiling and release her wrists so that she is hanging upside down, legs spread. Then they strap a hitachi in place right over her clit and slide a metal pussy hook inside her. O.T. sets the hitachi to high and gets back to whipping. He focuses on her breasts this time, to shake things up. She’s shaking and swinging in pain and pleasure. O.T. puts his whip back down so he can take the pussy hook in hand and fuck Nikki with it, and she loves it. She screams as she cums hard from the pressure of the hook on her G-spot.
They pull Nikki down to the floor again so that they can have her bend over the cage they have Milcah Halili boxed up in. O.T. takes out a cane and starts beating her sweet round ass. With every stroke she lets out a little whimper and then begs for more with a “thank you sir may I have another?” And the answer to that is always yes. He keeps going on her until her gorgeous ass is covered in little raised purple lines and he is sure he has left a lasting impression.
Genuinely fatigued, slave abigail follows her Master to the whipping post for part two in an attempt to satiate his sadistic thirst for her pain. You might be thinking ‘He has barely even touched her…why is she crying?’ …abigail is in a very deep sub space because of the strict posture collar and painful head harness that she has created with her own two slaving hands. Almost immediately after putting them on she begins to intently focus on her movements, her breathing, her life as they all become very real to her. With her legs spread open and arms bound behind her back…shackled and cuffed at the ankles and wrists, she knows exactly how vulnerable she is to her Master’s fuckery. Master James reads her every movement and cry and administers just the right amount of pain and pleasure for this lucky slave.