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    Into The Attic - Elise Gets A Clear Bag Pulled Over Her Head  Beaten

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    Up in the attic she doesn’t have a stitch of clothing on. She is standing on her tip toes in a crucifix position. Her wrists are secured with metal brackets to the cross beams just over her head. Her long black hair falls down around her shoulders. Unable to do nothing more than stand there she looks around her dark little area wondering what will come next. The whip marks from earlier that day clearly visible on her torso. She struggles to free her wrists but the metal is pressed to tightly on her flesh. Jr comes up the rickety stairs with a tall leather collar in his hands. He wraps it around her neck and buckles it tightly. Her tongue pushes out and her mouth is left agape. Within seconds her face grows fat and red. She finds it difficult to swallow. He takes a leather belt and wraps it around her ankles before cinching it tight. At this point she doesn’t even care, breathing is the most important thing on her mind...At least right now. Jr knows elise would rather be beaten senseless than to be tickled. Taking his hands he begins to run them gingerly down each side of her torso while speaking to her gently. She knows it’s coming and then suddenly he digs his fingers into her sides and works his way up and down, sometimes stopping in her arm pits for extra sensitivity. She screams out for him to stop. She begs to be beaten instead. She can’t catch her breath now and jr is digging so deep he leaves marks on her body. She pleads with him between gasps to stop. He does, just long enough to pick up a heavy wooden paddle and strike her squarely on the ass. The pain is so intense she abruptly shuts up, just for a moment, before letting out a scream that no one should have to endure. It causes large tears to fall from each eye socket. The pain so consuming she can’t even remember to swallow before cups of spit fall from her ungagged face hole. She tries to bounce herself up and down on tip toes to shake off the pain. Jr pulls a clear bag over her head before she has even had a chance to collect herself and ties it off around her neck. Immediately the plastic begins to collapse and expand with each desperate breath she takes. He strikes her again and she screams out in terror inside her little plastic environment. When she finally stops wailing jr ask her if that was better than being tickled. When she tells him yes between sobs he digs right into her sides with his fingers and starts a long drawn out tickling of her body. Her screams are so oppressive, so loud he finally has to stop, worried the authorities may be drawn to her siren of agony. She doesn’t know it, but jr is going to beat her until she ask him to tickle her.

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bijou had told me she was on the rag the day before she was to arrive. I told her to come on in, that we would turn that inconvenience into an asset. So once she was here I put her into a box tie, had her get on the gyno table and roped her feet into the stirrups. Once I had her sequestered I started up a little video for the *instead softcup* product. Of course, i've never inserted a tampon into a **** before (i've pulled quite a few out) let alone utilized the latest revolution in feminine hygiene in 40 years. So after watching the videos and reading the step by step instructions as bijou is bound up tightly beside me on the gyno table and spider gagged, I got started inserting the new revolution in period protection. I collapsed the device, stuffed it in and then dug around to get it positioned properly. Frankly, I thought it was rather easy to get it in there and seated, like a bag on the top of an upside down volcano. I just hope she didn't find the fact that i'm a stranger, that she's tied to a gyno table, while I wear latex gloves and dig around in her cunt with the latest revolution in feminine hygiene too impersonal or ***********. Once done, I went ahead and hooked up electrodes to her clit and ass hole. She'd never had electricity before; she told me it felt strange. I cranked it up on her clit and nipples before pressing the hitachi hard against the top of her vaginal opening. Within a few seconds she was asking for permission to cum. She kept begging. I kept telling her to stave it off. She kept coming back with, "i can't". So I removed the hitachi and cranked up the electricity. Immediately she's saying, "no. No. No." oops, I think she screamed as well. Gritted her teeth and became exasperated. The very moment I placed the hitachi back on her cunt she was begging for that orgasm. Immediately. I told her the only ay she was going to get to cum was to tell me about her most kinky sexual experience while being vibbed off. She just kept begging, like i'd never asked anything of her at all. And she's starting to cry. So I made her concentrate, repeat the question and then answer it --all before she gets to cum. And whew, she got about half the story out before she was begging for mercy. Mercy for that cunt to be able to ejaculate its load. She started right into begging again. But I made her finish the story --and I bet you'll like it. Then I placed a latex breath hood over her head and then slammed the hitachi back on her cunt. Immediately the latex was sucked down upon her face. We can see her but she can't see out. She started panicking. The latex air reservoir expanding quickly and just as quickly being sucked down onto her face. I made her tell me how much she likes this, through the breath hood. How much she needs to cum. She begged for that orgasm and I told her to go ahead. The latex expanding and collapsing even faster now. We can see her in there, trying to get enough air, the table starting to shake as her waves come over her. The floor even shakes --it's like an earthquake has hit. Suddenly she safe words the hood, unable to get enough air and cum at the same time. So I ripped it off and ****** her until she had several massive orgasms in succession. By this time she is screaming out the fact that she is having an orgasm, or two, or three...Afterwards, I stuck a smoke up each nostril (she begged me not to do it) and let her sit back and enjoy them.


    Lolita By The Neck - When we find lolita next jr has strung her neck up to the ceiling from a wide leather collar. Nude, she is in a box tie. One leg has been doubled back upon itself and tied. Her situation is so dire she needs to rest her tied leg lest she  herself to death. Jr makes her ask for it, nicely. But he only let’s her have it for a short time. The next time she asks for it he tapes her mouth shut with duct tape and ask if she wants anything from carl’s jr. Before he leaves for the night.


    Zayda Gets Bagged - If there is one thing jr knows about zayda, she is terrified of having a bag pulled over her head. After stripping her nude he has tied her to a chair with a strappado. She isn't sure what is going to happen next but the second she sees him walking toward her with a bag in his hands she freaks out. Immediately she begins to buck around and scream. He quickly pulls the bag over her head, ties it off around her neck and steps back to watch her reaction. She screams, she sucks air until the bag collaspes around her face. Her mouth is in a perpetual scream as she panics inside. It doesn't take long before condensation builds up and her vision is even more obscured. She doesn't know it, but jr plans to leave her bagged for quite some time.


    Marina Finds It Hard To Breathe - Finally we find marina naked in the center of the room. She's sitting on her butt, her legs are tied folded and pulled off in opposite directions. Her wrists are tied up high to the ceiling pulling her arms straight up over her head. She's got a translucent latex hood on. As we watch her we can hear her sucking air through the tiny nose holes. She also has a rope around her neck tied off to the ceiling. Her breasts are well exposed for us. Soon I come out and pick up her favorite toy for beating someone with, the rice paddle. Bring it down hard on her upper thigh and after a few seconds she sucks in a deep breath and says, "oh my god" inside her latex hood. Then her armpits are caned. Thighs. Her upper torso is aggressively flogged, her tits and back. She's crying when it stops. She's made to tell us she is a sex object. Then she's aggressively flogged again. When the celebrator gets on her clit she cries even more. She bucks and fights it before finally giving into its charm. She begs to have an orgasm. I tell her if she wants one she's going to be punished for it. She asks for it anyway and pulls off a screaming orgasm. But before she's even done with it I take away the vibrator and begin flogging each breast individually. Then her back. Hard. I go right back to her breasts again and alternate until each breath she's taking now is a terrified desperate scream for me to stop. Then she's left there.


    Elise  Herself - When we find elise again she is butt naked save for a pair of black heels, red panties and a tight leather collar around her neck. A chain runs from the ceiling down to the collar keeping her up on her tip toes, least she  herself ***********. Her elbows are bound together behind her back. Her shiny black hair is in a ponytail as she dances about trying to relieve the pressure on her neck -but there isn’t a good spot that works. She has found that if she raises one leg off the ground it also raises her hip which allows just the slightest of relief for breathing. But holding that one high heeled leg up is taxing and she can only maintain it for short periods of time. After spending several minutes watching her in her distress, coughing and gagging and breathing with a rasp, jr comes in and immediately places the hitachi on her cunt. Within seconds she pleads for an orgasm which she is given. And when she tears it off it brings tears to her eyes as well as an increased inability to breathe. Jr never removes the vibrator and soon the cum slut is begging for release again. And again she is given that permission. When her two massive orgasms are over her panties are clearly drenched. Disheveled doesn’t even come close to describing what she looks like when she feels the last of the orgasm fade away. Her entire face is wet from snot, tears and slobber. Jr takes her down from the neck chain and throws a dirty mattress to the floor for her to sit on. With her elbow harness still in place he has her take off her soiled panties. He then he folds them -crotch first out- and shoves them completely into her face hole –right where her tongue will be sure to meet her **** slime. Then he tapes them in with wrap after wrap of clear packaging tape. She clearly holds back a gag reflex as jr sits down next to her and has her take his dick out of his pants. It is time for her to service him.


    Vogue Gets Suspended And Bagged - 22 year old vogue is into the attic on her first visit. And what a visit it was. Let's dig in.

we first find vogue fully dressed, bent at the waist and her neck, with a steel collar around it, attached to a wooden post in the floor. She's also tied in a strappado and has a large spider gag tightly strapped into her face hole. We watch her awhile, standing there, attempting to gain some sort of comfort. She starts being questioned. About her position, what she thinks about it. She tries to tell me but I can't understand her. After making her repeat her answer several times I gave up. I ended up removing that gag so we could actually have an understandable conversation. Like how often she masturbates, whether she prefers boys over *****, her first sexual encounter, does she like sucking cock (oh yes!), When was her first bdsm experience, etc. During this conversation I grabbed an ankle, wrapped rope around it and pulled the leg up off the ground and tied it to the ceiling. Then I grabbed the other ankle, wrapped rope around it as well and pulled it up to the ceiling, suspending her while her neck is still attached to the wooden post. Once I had her up I started to cane the bottom of her foot. It required at least seven strict cane strokes before she even had a reaction. But once she did, her eyes would sort of roll back in her head each time she accepted the strike. After caning her foot she gets two pound weights  off her little titties. Once those were in place I grabbed the hitachi and vibbed her off. Cleary, the pain and discomfort coupled with the hitachi was sending vogue far into the pleasure doom. It didn't take long for her to ask for permission to cum. And when she did, I denied her. Instead, I told her to ask me to place a bag over her head instead. So right away, she asked for that bag. When I asked her what the bag was for she told me, "so I can cum". And I put it right on her. Pulled it right over her head and sealed it with tape around her neck. Punching a few small air holes near her mouth we watched her gasp inside as she was vibbed off. We see her in there, the bag all pressed against her face, disfiguring it. We hear her breathing, we can actually tell from her breathing she likes this, this crazy ************** coupled with an intense vibrator on her cunt. I hear her ask for permission to cum and she's denied. We need to watch her further, breathing, looking through the bag full of condensation. She asks again and again she's denied. She grunts, she starts to whine and make noise; this typically calm collected female. It is obvious from the noise she's just now starting find herself somewhat needy, desperate even. She doesn't like being denied,,,or does she. Oops, she's gasping for breath in there. Did she just ask again? For permission to cum? Yes, she did. So I made her admit she was a cock tease, that she was used to getting everything she wanted and that she enjoyed demeaning men. Then I denied her orgasm, again. Instead, I had her ask me to wipe her pussy juice on her face. After wiping it on there, on the bag over her head, she literally tried to suck it through the bag into her mouth. At least, until the hitachi sidetracked her. It didn't take long for her to ask again for permission to cum. This time I gave it to her. And when it came over her she became possessed. Her legs grew wide in her suspension, neck still affixed to the wooden post, her guttural scream built from somewhere down deep and then began to emerge, to overflow her lung capacity. She flailed and pulled from somewhere that wasn't apparent previously. Some new strength she didn't comprehend before. She came. And when she did I was immediately reminded of one of those distraught middle eastern women, wailing at the wall. Her bag expanding and collapsing, her mouth fully open in an attempt to gain the maximum air supply --she's fucking screaming in there. And then I punished her, for having such a good orgasm. For enjoying it.


    Vogue Cant Breathe - Next we find vogue being affixed to the bang bike. The only thing left to do is get her ass hook tied off to the last strand of hair left on her head --but we managed. We managed to get it cinched in there real fucking tight. Then her neck got tied off to the ceiling, just to make certain that every breath was a struggle. She's nude save for her boots, socks and hose. I pull out the cane to work her ass over. And when that first strike hits her, she doesn't make a sound for the first several seconds, and then she sucks in air, deeply. She makes a small noise, one that lets you know she's dealing with it. And then another strike happens. In no time at all both strikes are obvious, red, raised, and, well, left some serious marks. I grabbed the flogger and flog the exact same spots, repeatedly, and then make her tell me how good the ass hook feels. She's a pretty ****, and we make this pretty **** tell us how much she likes this. How much she likes being beaten and in bondage. How wet her pussy is. How strongly we can smell her cunt. And then she gets struck again. Struck as hard....And then attach electrodes to her nipples. I crank the power up, right up to a three, the area where most ***** cannot take it. But vogue sucks it up, and then I start to flog her ass, to distract her. The intensity of the blows become overpowering...She's dealing with a lot. I continue to flog her. She just sucks in the air deep and screams. So I gag her. I ball gag her and strap it in tightly. Bondage tight. Then I make her tell me how much she likes it as I strike her even harder. She cries. She likes. She screams loudly and begs for mercy. That's when I stuff that vaginal stim in her cunt. Make her tell me how it feels. About how she doesn't yet know what the fuck to think about it --and then I flog her ass relentlessly. Without mercy. And then I cram an ass hole electrode in her butt, in spite of her ass hook. It just seemed like the right thing to do, to give her extra discomfort in the bung hole. Then I began to flog her even harder, with greater intensity. Until she started to scream. Until there was this bubbling of saliva just at the bottom of her black ball gag, percolating for release. That's when I hooded her. That's when I placed the latex breath hood over her. And immediately we see the latex collapse over her features, her face. Closing off her airway. But she handled it, she sucked it in, she drew breath in spite of no breath being there. And as she was being vibbed off I heard her make out a request to cum. But I told her to ask me to cane her instead, to strike her ass. And I did. Hard. And after that strike we hear the sound of air trying to make its way past the collapsed latex, the little breath hole flatly lying across her face because she's trying to draw the breath in too quickly from the strike, making a high pitched squeaking noise. She snickers, to break the silence, to break the tension in the air, and then I strike her again, because I don't care about that tension. Its good. When that hitachi finally reaches her cunt she's a changed person. All cares dissolve. She emits a sound that resonates with all that is calm and pleasant. She hums, she purrs. No doubt is left in your mind. And then we hear her ask for permission to cum, through the ball gag, through the latex breath hood. And we also hear the sound of the flogger striking her back....Vogue is only just starting this scene...


    Elise Runs Low On Air - We find elise naked and in a chair. Her legs are drawn up and bound onto themselves. Each is pulled outward exposing her cunt. Her arms are bent over and tied onto themselves then drawn back behind her head. Her whole body is firmly secured to the chair. After a couple of minutes watching her she gets a dental gag inserted and her mouth propped open to maximum. Then a very large, clear bag is pulled down over the top of her. A bag big enough to fit her entire head and torso in. Then its taped into place creating her own little air/weather environment inside. She is then flogged across the chest sending her into wail mode. Afterward, while she is still wailing, her exposed pussy is flogged. It takes her time to collect herself when it is over. Still crying inside her bag she has nipple clamps put on her while she attempts to regain her composure. It must suck not to be able to get those off your tits while some crazy fucker decides to cane the top of your feet while you try to breathe inside your new weather environment. It is starting to get quite a bit of condensation building up in there. The air must be getting hot and stuffy --but we still have those feet to cane. And when i'm done I remove her nipple clamps and flog her chest, right where the clamps had been. Then flog her caned feet. The whole process sends her into the netherworld. She screams almost constantly. She tries to shake her body but she can't move an inch. And inside her bag it is getting difficult to even see her anymore. All that hot air she keeps expelling in her screams only creates a more uncomfortable atmosphere for her. When that hitachi finally hits her pussy she sounds like she is pushing a watermelon from her cunt. It is a preternatural scream. Primal. She's running out of air in there and the screams still go on,,,,she better hurry....


    Marina Gets Caned While Trying To Breathe - Occasionally she lets out an exasperated, audible breath of....Dissatisfaction, resignation? She gets gagged. Ball gagged. Tightly buckled in. When I get that last buckle cinched we hear her gasp a bit, behind the gag. She looks around and takes in her new predicament; big eyes and a longing look, lionel is giving her grief. We watch her try to position herself, into something more comfortable. Her feet are hurting. The rubber heels making her stand on the sides of her feet as they are drawn outward. Its debilitating for her. This discomfort sneaks up and then becomes forefront. I step up to her and ask her how she is doing. I ask her how she likes that dead cock in her cunt. She immediately shakes her head in dissatisfaction and moans out disapproval. She manages to make out an audible sentence about how stressful lionel is in her cunt. So I pick up the flogger and lay into her ass. After several demanding strikes I pull a latex breath hood over her head, while she is still ball gagged. Once it gets zipped down over her head she is all by herself in there. We can see her but she can't see us. We watch her in there, concentrating on what's important; breathing. She holds her lungs steady and draws breath in slowly, knowing that anything faster will defeat her effort to get air in her lungs, knowing that it will just collapse all that beautiful latex against her face and nose and close up her ability to breath. She gets groped on her breasts. I start to flog her, her ass and tits. She tries to draw air quicker now, and as she does so it makes a squeaking noise as it tries to pull through the little opening quicker than it can pass. The latex all closed upon her face. She's caned now. Caned on her tits for starters. She screams out, or at least tries too. Her hood collapsing even quicker now around her face as she tries to deal with the severity of each blow. The hitachi comes out and gets slammed against her cunt. She rides that a bit, sucking and blowing air out as best she can beneath her latex hood. We watch her dance around, in place, feeling the vibrator, concentrating on her breath. Nipple clamps come out and are brutally affixed to her nipples. Within a few more seconds she asks for permission to cum. When she is denied her attempt to breath inside her hood takes on a new level. She can't handle it. She loses her concentration and we watch her collapse and expand the latex onto her face so quickly she can't be getting enough air. Her lungs are struggling to suck air through the little opening of the latex and then through the ball gag tightly buckled into her mouth. She manages to calm herself after a few seconds. And as she begins to calm herself I **** two pound weights off of each nipple. They quickly fall to the ground, taking the nipple clamps with them. Now she has to calm herself all over again. And it's a struggle. First the latex collapses around her face cutting off the air, then we hear her lungs trying to pull air through that little opening that is by now either collapsed upon her face or is full of her own saliva from drooling behind the ball gag, and this causes us to hear a high pitched squeaking noise as her lungs try to overcome the pressure of drawing air through an opening that practically doesn't exist. And the hitachi is relentless. She asks for permission to cum and its given. Her latex hood is opening and collapsing at a rate not seen before. Her breath is quick and shallow. She starts to scream. A pushing sort of scream. Like she is pushing something bad, something unforgiven from her body. And as she is excising this need from her carcass i'm telling her that I will punish her for it. For having such a good orgasm. Her feet literally come off the ground and she suspends herself from her wrists as she expels the orgasm, expels the base need that built up inside of her. The latex hood still creating that squeaking sound as she still tries to draw upon her lungs for breath. And she screams again. She is screaming and crying to the point of desperation. She can't breathe now. She can't control her need. She tries to shake the hood off, she's dancing around as best she can, stammering and stomping. Then I punish her. Punished her for having such a good orgasm. For enjoying it. I punished her with a cane and flogger until she cried about it. Until her ball gagged mouth, with spit and saliva running down her chin and chest, told me she was sorry. Until I had snot and spit coursing through every hole on her face. Then I got her off again.


    Marina Gets Caned While Trying To Breathe  Hd Version - (hd version of movie by same name 1440x1080 @ 5m/s) occasionally she lets out an exasperated, audible breath of....Dissatisfaction, resignation? She gets gagged. Ball gagged. Tightly buckled in. When I get that last buckle cinched we hear her gasp a bit, behind the gag. She looks around and takes in her new predicament; big eyes and a longing look, lionel is giving her grief. We watch her try to position herself, into something more comfortable. Her feet are hurting. The rubber heels making her stand on the sides of her feet as they are drawn outward. Its debilitating for her. This discomfort sneaks up and then becomes forefront. I step up to her and ask her how she is doing. I ask her how she likes that dead cock in her cunt. She immediately shakes her head in dissatisfaction and moans out disapproval. She manages to make out an audible sentence about how stressful lionel is in her cunt. So I pick up the flogger and lay into her ass. After several demanding strikes I pull a latex breath hood over her head, while she is still ball gagged. Once it gets zipped down over her head she is all by herself in there. We can see her but she can't see us. We watch her in there, concentrating on what's important; breathing. She holds her lungs steady and draws breath in slowly, knowing that anything faster will defeat her effort to get air in her lungs, knowing that it will just collapse all that beautiful latex against her face and nose and close up her ability to breath. She gets groped on her breasts. I start to flog her, her ass and tits. She tries to draw air quicker now, and as she does so it makes a squeaking noise as it tries to pull through the little opening quicker than it can pass. The latex all closed upon her face. She's caned now. Caned on her tits for starters. She screams out, or at least tries too. Her hood collapsing even quicker now around her face as she tries to deal with the severity of each blow. The hitachi comes out and gets slammed against her cunt. She rides that a bit, sucking and blowing air out as best she can beneath her latex hood. We watch her dance around, in place, feeling the vibrator, concentrating on her breath. Nipple clamps come out and are brutally affixed to her nipples. Within a few more seconds she asks for permission to cum. When she is denied her attempt to breath inside her hood takes on a new level. She can't handle it. She loses her concentration and we watch her collapse and expand the latex onto her face so quickly she can't be getting enough air. Her lungs are struggling to suck air through the little opening of the latex and then through the ball gag tightly buckled into her mouth. She manages to calm herself after a few seconds. And as she begins to calm herself I **** two pound weights off of each nipple. They quickly fall to the ground, taking the nipple clamps with them. Now she has to calm herself all over again. And it's a struggle. First the latex collapses around her face cutting off the air, then we hear her lungs trying to pull air through that little opening that is by now either collapsed upon her face or is full of her own saliva from drooling behind the ball gag, and this causes us to hear a high pitched squeaking noise as her lungs try to overcome the pressure of drawing air through an opening that practically doesn't exist. And the hitachi is relentless. She asks for permission to cum and its given. Her latex hood is opening and collapsing at a rate not seen before. Her breath is quick and shallow. She starts to scream. A pushing sort of scream. Like she is pushing something bad, something unforgiven from her body. And as she is excising this need from her carcass i'm telling her that I will punish her for it. For having such a good orgasm. Her feet literally come off the ground and she suspends herself from her wrists as she expels the orgasm, expels the base need that built up inside of her. The latex hood still creating that squeaking sound as she still tries to draw upon her lungs for breath. And she screams again. She is screaming and crying to the point of desperation. She can't breathe now. She can't control her need. She tries to shake the hood off, she's dancing around as best she can, stammering and stomping. Then I punish her. Punished her for having such a good orgasm. For enjoying it. I punished her with a cane and flogger until she cried about it. Until her ball gagged mouth, with spit and saliva running down her chin and chest, told me she was sorry. Until I had snot and spit coursing through every hole on her face. Then I got her off again.

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