Stroke It - January 2009
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25 year old Iris is back at The Attic because we like her. We like her suffering and her apologetic attitude to everything. Every time I see this girl Neil Young's "Harvest Moon" comes to mind. Wash that jack-off towel because we're about to get started.
She starts her day off in the latex vacuum bag. She had told me last visit that she really wanted to check it out. So check it out we did. Once she is sucked in --sucked in until she looks like a latex statue lying on the ground-- I shine her up. Every last detail of her body is visible through the latex. From the individual strands of her hair to her nipples poking up off her tits. Every last detail of her fingernails up to the movement of her breath in and out of her body, she's encased in luscious latex. Discernible latex. When the Hitachi hits her cunt she gives us a jolt. She moans a bit. She begins to shake. I ask her if it feels good and all she can get out is an "Uh huh" with lots of rapid breathing. Breathing so quick you'd think she'd had a bout with salmonella poisoning. She bucks around. When I ask her if she likes the bed she mumbles something about wanting one. Her body is constantly quivering, constantly undulating beneath the shiny latex. I give her 30 seconds to blow her fallopian tube.
Next Iris finds herself getting prepped for a long ride on the Wooden Horse. I'd been wanting to get someone up on the rail and have them ride it as long as they possibly could. She's not coming off until she says the safeword. After putting her in a box tie with a little rope around the neck I pick her up and place her onto the horse. Right away she doesn't like it. She's afraid to put her legs down. I tell her too but she says she feels like she's going to fall off. Worry is all over her face. I tie a rope from her box tie to the ceiling and stand back for the ride. Within seconds we hear her say, "Ow! That hurts really bad". I look at her and say, "I know". She starts to shake, sometimes violently. I put a ring gag in her face hole. As the drool begins to cover her chest I begin flogging her titties. She cries out in pain, confused at how she can remain sitting on the horse and take this flogging in the chest without falling off the rail. She gets hit again. She tries to talk but we can't understand her. She gets her tits flogged to the point she can't stand it anymore. The drool just never stops being one long strand reaching from the bottom of her face hole to her chest. When she gets smacked again she tries desperately to tell me it hurt but she can't seem to form the words, she can't stop heaving to get a breath. She's desperate. Her titties hurt so bad she ask me to flog her ass instead. I make her beg for it. And then the strike hits her. I can just make out her telling me, "Oh god, that hurt really bad". I can see she's trying to gain some comfort, she's lifting her ass up trying to assuage the pain. That's when I let her know I'm going to leave her on the horse until she says the safeword. And so we stand back and watch, we just watch her sit there, trying to get comfortable, attempting to find a way to rest on this rail without it digging into her cunt, her pelvic bone or the crack of her ass. She shakes up there. The look on her face is one of consumption. Consumed with worry and desperation. The drool flushes from her mouth as the whole of her chest is wet and damp with spit. She lets me know she'd like a cigarette. I light two and shove them up her nostrils, cover her mouth and tell her to enjoy them. She's still shaking.
Iris is bound to the Objectification Chair. After she is secured hand and foot, leg and arm and then ring gagged, I start to cane her. Her very first, ever caning. I cane her on the top of her thighs. It is so painful for her she is temporarily unable to speak. I can just make out that she's trying to tell me that it really hurts. That it is still stinging. She's shaking again. I cane the other thigh. I cane it until she is beside herself with discomfort. Until she's desperately trying to move, yet cannot. In addition to the now incessant shaking she's starting to drool. Copiously. I make her ask me for it. And when it hits it is ultimately clear it hurts. She wants to move that leg but just can't. Not even a little to shake the sting off. I make her ask me for another. We're leaving marks now. She gasp when the next strike hits. I make her ask me to flog her titties. Her face hole is held wide open and we can see her tongue in there, searching, looking for something. Drool cascades out of her hole and down onto her chest. So much she needs a bib. And then the next strike hits her in the chest and she gasp again. Harder. She looks at me in desperation as she tries to compose herself. I flog her pussy now. I flog it until every utterance from her face hole is utterly indistinguishable. She's really growing desperate. Growing to the point where she's reaching her limit. The look on her face is pleading in nature. It begs without saying a word. Her face is growing contorted with each strike and she's clearly on a knife edge of pain, suffering and loss. She's starting to lose it.
Finally we find Iris in a horizontal suspension. Her arms are pulled back up toward the ceiling as she hangs. This scene is all about Iris and the vibrator. You see, this is a girl who doesn't masturbate. She never uses a vibrator or a dildo. Never. So I stuck the Hitachi right on her cunt and figured I'd leave it there until she couldn't stand it anymore. Because with Iris, the Hitachi is simply too much. It's sensory overload for her. She can't seem to cum from it because she finds it far too overwhelming. So I popped it right on the sweet spot and held it there fast. She cried out alright. She bucks around and whimpers. Her breathing stops short and pulls deep. She's exasperated. She tries to get away from it. It sounds like she's run the 100 yard dash in three seconds. But she couldn't have because I have her big toes tied off to her crotch rope and she's hanging from the ceiling with a Hitachi slammed against her cunt.
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29 year old Celeste is Into The Attic on her second visit. She is promptly bound with her legs bent at the knees as she balances on a stool. She hangs by her wrists. She's nervous again. Looking a little worried. She's shaky. Her cute little shoes tied to her feet, ankles bound back up to the ceiling and the center of her back. Her titties get flogged. Her ass gets flogged. She finds it extremely painful.
Celeste is now situated within The Apparatus. Her neck is locked into a position that holds her not fully standing and not able to sit down. Her wrists are chained to the frame. She has electrified copper sheets beneath her feet. She looks around nervously. Suddenly the electricity pops the bottom of her feet and she grows concerned. Her ass gets beaten with the thumper. She cries out in pain. When the paddle hits her ass she laughs. She breaks out in a nervous laughter she can't quite control. She bucks around. She lifts her feet off the ground. Her inner thighs get paddled. Her laughter turns to desperation as she quickly grows tired of trying to stay out of the way of the impact play. When the Hitachi hits her cunt she grows serious indeed. The camera gets right up in her face and watches her. Watches her grow different, somehow. At one point her eyes roll back in her head. She isn't there for a moment. A brief moment. She does it again. Her mouth moves and you can see that she mouths the word "fuck" but no sound comes out. She drifts somewhere again. In the end, the electricity is cranked up very high and we watch her dance about, flail.
Celeste is now found in a hogtie on top of a box. She lies atop more copper sheeting. Her elbows and wrists brought together to flesh out the hogtie. She is then promptly fucked with the fuck stick. Her body moves up and down the box in frequency to her fucking. She lets an orgasm slip by without asking. The electricity is turned up to the point that she can't have an orgasm now. She's fucked hard. She's desperate. She cries. She's made to crawl to the end of the box and hang her chest off the end. Heavy locks are hung from her nipple rings and she's fucked to desperation again. She's gagged. When we leave her a big tear has just coursed down her left cheek.
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24 year old Luna is Into The Attic on her first visit. Tall, large breasts that needed punishing and a little nervous. Let's get started.
Luna first finds herself presented with a four foot high by 2' x 2' clear cage to climb into. The cage is so clear initially, you can't even see the sides. She's asked to climb in fully clothed; scarf, coat, long pants, boots. She's told to change clothes in spite of the electrical pads sitting on the bottom of the cage. Once inside, the cage is suspended and swung as we watch her change into a latex shirt and clear stiletto heels. Her tits are so big she can't get the latex shirt to even look like it wants to fit properly. A couple of times we see she shocks herself, becoming surprised. She gets interviewed. It doesn't take long before the cage begins to fog up. Once naked, she's asked to put her big tits up against the glass and squish them for us. To put her box up there too. By the time she gets the too small heels on she's got the cage all fogged up so she grabs the squeegee hanging on the wall and starts to clear the glass for us. Since she told us she likes to masturbate so much she gets a couple of items to play with inside; a large dildo and a small Hitachi. She entertains us with a little peep show as her cage fogs up and gets swung again.
Luna finds herself being placed into a strappado. A spreader bar is attached to her ankles and she has copper sheets placed beneath her feet. A microphone is placed near her neck that controls the electricity running into the copper under her feet. Each time she makes a sound she will be shocked. The nipples on her 36DD tits are tied off the floor beneath her. Right away there is a sound, she gets shocked, freaks out and bucks which pulls one of her nipple clamps off. Let's try again. Once the clamp is returned she gets flogged on her ass. She's asked questions. She's flogged more. She keeps getting shocked. Pools of drool keep slapping the floor. The Hitachi is brought out and she goes into La La Land. She makes these moaning sounds like she's in need of something. I make her ask you, The Viewer, to "please put a rope around my neck because it will make my orgasm better". It was pretty tough to understand her, what with her first ball gag stuffed in her mouth and everything else that was going on. But after a couple of tries she got it out. Once the neck rope is installed the electricity gets turned up and she's flogged further. She tries desperately to keep from pulling off the nipple clamps. More electricity is applied and then the Hitachi is brought to bear on her hairy cunt. Within just a minute or so she starts to spray. Heaving amounts of fluid are ejected. This is one of those rare types of sprays that also contains the girls cum. It's a mixture of light and heavy fluids. It just sort of hangs in the air. She makes a serious mess. Without permission. She pulls a nipple clamp off. Now she's begging to cum again. We see she's starting to spray just a little as she begs for permission. I tell her to ask me to turn up the electricity. She's desperate. She's begging as wads of spit and long strings of mucous are falling from her face holes. She keeps begging and I keep telling her to ask me for more power. She begs. She tells me it already "fucking hurts". Finally she relents and ask me to turn it up so she can have her orgasm. She quietly tells us she is cumming. She doesn't want to set the microphone off. As she breathes big bubbles of spit emerge around her lower lip. Appearing and disappearing with the cycle of her breath.
Now Luna finds herself about to meet Luther. She had told me earlier that she wondered if it was a real thing. Wonder no more. Luna is going to give us a Luther first. She's going to have a Neti Pot before getting started with the attack. With her elbows brought together behind her back she gives herself an ITA Neti Pot; she runs about a cup of saline through her nose and then greets Luther. She starts by getting a full three inches down right away. Occasionally she will caress it with her tongue, like she's making love to it, before deep throating it again. I ask her to gag on it. Again. Again. She assures me she likes to suck cock, just not dead ones.
Luna now finds herself getting her big 36DD's tied up. Once they are bound they get flogged. Once the flogging gets up to a nice painful level she sort of just leaves her mouth open and closes her eyes. Then the cane comes out. Her giant breasts will be punished for being so large. And so they are. Caned until she has bright marks appearing. Her pain level brought right up to maximum and then she's ring gagged. Her thighs are caned. Her tits are caned again. The Hitachi gets placed on her cunt. She gets weak. Desperate. She asks to cum. Denied. Instead, I tell her to ask you, The Viewer, to flog her titties. In fact, I make her just keep asking you this over and over and over again. Her need is so desperate that she has a very difficult time delivering the line. Very distracted. But I make her keep doing it --in spite of the ring gag and all the drool falling from her mouth. After she has a massive orgasm in her panties I take them off, wipe up all the fluids she's ejected onto the floor, then ring the panties out over her head and stuff them in the hole the ring gag left in her face. Naturally, I tape that in with clear tape. In fact, I tape up her entire head. I use way more tape than necessary; her face all contorted. Once she's all taped up she gets electrodes attached to her nipples. When she feels the electricity in them she audibly gasps. The Hitachi is placed on her cunt and she quickly ask permission to cum. She's allowed several orgasms before being told to lie down on the floor, next to the huge wet spot she's made. She is promptly placed in a hogtie, feet caned and brought off to a spraying orgasm. When she's done, she's told to wiggle her way over into the big wet spot she's left.
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Now come on folks, clean that jack-off towel, sock, shirt, handkerchief, pant leg, napkin, your hand, your partner. You're going to need a clean one for this.
Iris is on her first visit in to see us at The Attic. She's never, ever had a dildo or vibrator used on her. She shakes a whole lot. Let's get started.
As typical, we interview Iris so that we can learn all about her sexual experiences. Clearly, she's a nervous girl. She's shaking so bad I'm wondering if we should even continue. About a quarter way into the interview I pull a neck manacle from an icy bowl and lock it around her neck. I ask her to bend at the waist and tell me about her sexual encounter, as a 12 year old, with another boy. Within moments Iris has been manacled, at the neck, bent at the waist and locked into this position as she divulges her sexuality to us. It doesn't take long before I'm tying her elbows and wrists together while she is still locked into her bent over position. Her wrists and elbows brought up high to the chain that has her neck locked into place. Well, I guess now is the time to see what she thinks of her very first vibrator. Might as well ramp her up before I bring her down. And after that experience, one in which it certainly suggested that she'd never had a vib on her pussy before, I caned her. I caned her ass. Then I flogged her. Then I used the thumper on the areas which I'd caned. I really enjoyed watching her trying to stand after each whack. Then I put electrodes on her nipples and cranked it up. She actually loved it. She told me it was awesome....at least until I cranked it up past her "awesome" zone. That's when I told her to get on her knees (at least best she can) and I ring gagged her. But not before wiping honey over the gag. The rest of this scene you'll find Iris right at the very edge of what she can handle. Right at the edge.
So she says to me..."how do you even give a fake penis a blowjob?" Well, let's find out, shall we? Luther comes out, her elbows and wrists are brought together and she's asked to get on her knees and show us. And we watch as she first tries to break a Luther record (yeah, right) and then settles in on just trying to make Luther cum.
Next we find Iris watching me carefully as I tie her into a very unladylike position. I think I even recall her saying to me, once she realized what was happening, "this is a very interesting position". Ah, that innocence rears its delightful head. That nervous smile. That way which she looks about the room trying to decide if she made a mistake or not. And that position is simply a split. Her doing the splits on a stool. I mean, what better way to get her all cozy with a multi-intense suite of vibrators --which her pussy is so unfamiliar with. Oh my god, and when that vibrator touches her pussy you'd think I'd just hooked up a car battery to her cunt. Jesus. I had to grab her leg to keep her from flinging herself off the stool. That goddamn clit got so swollen and so engorged, I couldn't take my eyes off it. I don't think I've seen such an engorged piece of flesh since Romola came in with her hoody. It was great fun attacking it with the Eroscillator. But then, I just had to put a clothespin on it.
Now Iris is again standing in the middle of the room, bent at the waist in a strappado. Ball gagged. Lots of drool pouring from her mouth. She's bent at the waist because her nipples are tied off to her big toes. More drool. I ask her whether or not she's ever had a crotch rope on her. She doesn't even know what one is. I make her look at you, The Viewer, and ask to have one installed. She tries to tell you, coughing up wads of spit as she tries to talk, to tell you this ridiculous thing I've told her to ask you. Her legs are shaking. That's when I flog her ass. It's unexpectant, and so she ends up pulling one of her nipple clamps off. I make her ask me to put it back on again. Then I make her tell me she'll try harder to not pull it off in the future. And so the game goes. I whip her and she tries desperately to keep from bucking around and pulling off one of those clamps. She isn't always successful. Once she pulled both off at the same time. Ouch. But she was a good girl, apologized and asked me to put them right back on again. Her legs are still shaking. She said I was an uncaring son of a bitch.
Finally we find Iris standing in the middle of the room, naked, in a box tie, telling us how nervous she is. About how strange it is people will be looking at the video. For a brief moment she actually does a little jig on stage in an effort to quell her unease. I keep right on tying her up. I ask her about her pussy before having her get in a cage. Her neck is locked into place and she's displayed for us. Her nipples get tied off to the bars. She's ring gagged and interrogated. She's tied even further in spite of the cage. Her neck is constrained. She begins to have a great deal of troubleholding her position.
What was it about this shoot that I liked so much? Was it the way in which she could accept the pain? Was it the sweat that coursed from her armpits, rode down her torso and smacked the floor while she was bent over and her neck locked into place? Was it how her cunt permeated the air around us? The giant pool of slobber that befell her? Perhaps it was the way in which she left me wondering as to whether she'd be able to continue standing after each whack of the cane, the paddle, the thumper....or was it the way in which she said "sure" each time I offered to do something more terrible to her? Was it the way in which she constantly breathed, a way which told you she was in distress, that a desperation existed within her? Was it the mixture of innocence in her face, crossed with terror and pain? Her nervousness? Her people pleasing attitude in spite of her extreme discomfort? Yes, that's getting close I think. Enjoy
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Marina
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Marina & JR share a little personal time together in this little video titled "Peaches & Cream". And when I say "personal time" I mean they go on a little picnic where Marina is the only one who eats something. |
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