Stroke It - January 2011
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Elise Graves - Still Captured
JR has had Elise Graves captured and locked away for a couple of months. He keeps her in a hole beneath the floor of his house when he isn’t using her. Naked and gagged with a heavy wooden stockade about her head and wrists is how we find her. Drool runs from her mouth and down the dark wood of the stocks in three different directions from her face hole. She has to keep her tongue out and beneath the gag to keep it from biting into the flesh around her lips. A chain runs from the stocks where it is locked into the cement wall. Metal shackles around her ankles with a short chain between them insures she cannot move about more than a few feet. Most of her time down here is spent drooling and wondering what will come next. JR has been feeding her with oily foods to keep her stomach unsettled. And now she is finding that she has an urgent need to defecate. She has a litter box nearby that she stretches her legs out to reach so that she can scoot it closer to her. She has to go, and badly. It takes her several minutes to even be able to stand. Once she does she gets as close to the shit box as possible and then squats over it, her stockade keeps her head and wrists --even her arms-- in a humiliating position for this otherwise humanly function. When it comes out it is fluid and small bits. Moisture runs down the inside of each leg. Of course, it will be impossible for her to wipe or clean herself up afterward. She’ll simply find herself sitting back down in her own soiled mess, waiting for what comes next.
JR has brought her up from the hole in the ground. She has been placed on the floor spread eagle and tied out that way, nude and on her belly, her limbs pulled taunt. Her neck has been placed between two metal bars in a V-shape that is mounted into the floor. It keeps her head up and her neck compressed, she is constantly being choked. A fucking machine has been mounted into her cunt. When JR comes in to address her he sits down beside her face and takes her long black hair out of a ponytail. He fans her hair out around her face and down her back and stokes it. He turns on a bright light mounted in front of her face and moves it closer. Elise is simply trying to breath, the sounds coming from her face hole are raspy and distressed. She’s moaning discomfort when JR shows back up with wooden skewers. He opens her mouth and sticks the pointy end between her teeth and into her gum lines. She tries to get away, to move back. Nowhere to go she endures before JR finally shoves one up each nostril and walks away. If she tries to lower her head even a centimeter she will stab herself deep inside her nasal cavities. It will be a test for her as JR turns on the fucking machine. Each thrust causes her entire body to move forward, including the skewers. She makes noises that sound as though she is being cut open. She gags and coughs from the drainage falling down the back of her throat. She is being used and she knows it. She finds herself increasingly screaming out, hacking up drainage from the skewers in her nostrils while fluid runs from her mouth in spite of no gag. JR comes over to her and gently moves her black hair from her eyes and caresses her face. Tears fall from each of her orbits. Her stress level is reaching an apex just as JR pushes the Hitachi against her beaten cunt. She looks around the room with her striking blue eyes full of fear, the wooden skewers buried deep in each nasal passage. She is being relentlessly fucked by a machine and every sound coming from her face hole tells you that may be her last. She has ceased to sound like a human.
A heavy wooden post is in the center of the room. Elise is nude and hanging from it upside down. Her legs are spread wide and tied off to a cross beam of bamboo. Her arms hang down past her head and are tied off to the post. A large back dildo on a metal pole is mounted in her cunt. She has been here for awhile and now finds herself moaning out her discomfort involuntarily, the lips of her pussy spread out to accommodate her new friend. Ropes above and below her breasts jut her tits out along with their quarter inch nipples. She is moaning almost nonstop now as JR comes in and grabs her clit between two fingers. He tugs and squeezes it. Rubs it nicely before clamping it down hard. He leaves briefly and returns with a clear vacuum tube. Placing it over her engorged sex he sucks her little clit into the cylinder causing her to scream out in anguish. Her clit is sucked so far into the tube she now appears to have a small penis. Still reeling from her clit prison JR begins to whip her with a dressage whip across her cunt, across her pelvis, her torso and her breasts. She wails in agony as JR concentrates on her most sensitive areas –the nipples and cunt. Tears drop from her eye sockets and pool beneath her. He works the same area repeatedly causing her to scream out like a scorned Lucifer. When he returns he drops the Hitachi onto the top of her cunt next to her imprisoned clit. Her screams immediately turn into inflections of desire as she starts bemoaning her needs to god himself. JR tugs on her clit cylinder as he presses the vibrator hard against her sex. She screams out –“Oh Fuck....Oh My God!” She begs for permission to cum and JR gives it to her. Just as she starts to peel it off, to reap the benefits of pleasure, JR pulls it away and leaves her without any satisfaction. Immediately he picks the whip back up and begins working her torso over. Angry welts form on her body almost as soon as the strikes occur. Her screams become too much and he orders her to shut up. To make no noise whatsoever as she is being whipped senseless. All we see is her open mouth, a silent scream no one will ever answer. When he places the Hitachi back on her cunt the wail that comes from her mouth seems to never end. Too bad for her, JR has no intention of letting her cum. Instead, she finds her time spent being built up to the edge of explosion only to be denied the release each time.
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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19 year old Tre came back Into The Attic for her second ever bondage experience. This time she said she wanted to try more neck play and a some dildo action. You see, Tre is a lesbian and has never had a dildo, let alone a real cock, in her pussy. She doesn’t even use a vibrator. JR is going to give her what she wants in spades.
When we find Tre she is dressed up in sexy pink lingerie with hose turning her into a girlie girl. JR has already mounted her to a wooden post with her back to it. Under her feet is a copper pad and in the small of her back is another electrode. She has been securely tied to the post, from her feet all the way up to her neck, with her arms above her head. She is incapable of moving even an inch. Her face hole has been gagged with a dildo gag, both in her mouth and extending from it 6 inches. Pubic hair surrounds the base. A fist dildo on a fuck stick is leaning against her crotch. Dildos are widely scattered across the floor in front of her, small dildos, big dildos, butt plugs and fuck sticks. Little cocks adorn her lingerie like a Christmas tree. She stands there nervously looking around. When JR shows up he turns the electricity up all the way on high and starts shoving little cocks up her nostrils. He removes the dildo gag from her mouth and asks her what brought her in today. She looks scared and almost seems to cry before answering....”dildos and some choking stuff”. Thinking of starting off small JR immediately picks up a small penis dildo and shoves it in her cunt. He works it until juicy and then pulls it out and ask her how her first dildo fucking was. Then shoves it in her mouth and tapes it in with clear tape. He then grabs The White Boy and fucks her cunt with it before pulling it out and wiping it across her forehead leaving a slime trail. He quickly shoves it back into her and leaves it mounted with a Celebrator attached to it. With her cunt stuffed and a Celebrator working her clit, her mouth stuffed and taped with a dildo in it and little cocks hanging all about JR adds the Hitachi to her box and gives her a double whammy vibbing. He says he is trying to turn her straight. He makes her tell him that lesbian pussy loves cock while shoving little cock swizzle sticks up her nostrils. All the sudden she starts asking for permission to cum, with cocks stuck all in her and on her.
Tre is on her back in the old out building. She is nude with a spreader bar at her ankles. She has been pulled up until her ass is off the floor. Her arms are pulled up over her head and tied off to a large piece of railroad tie. Again, she has dildos of all shapes and sizes lying about her. Her tongue has been tied off to its piercing, pulled out of her mouth and tied off to the spreader bar above her. Mr. Hand is lying on her crotch. It is terribly cold in the out building and her body begins to shake. JR comes in with a stool and sits down in front of her pussy. Given her cunt hasn’t seen any dildo action except for a few minutes ago JR figures he better start out small. He starts shoving little swizzle dick sticks into her cunt. He works it in and fucks her with the tiny cock, asking her how good it feels to her lesbian pussy. He shoves the one he’s been fucking her with up under the hood of her clit and leaves it there. Then he takes several more swizzle sticks and stuffs her cunt with them. After fucking her with the sticks he takes them and shoves them up her nostrils. He then upgrades her to a “larger” cock, a tiny life-like penis with balls. After soaking them in her cunt he stops and pulls the swizzle sticks from her nose and replaces them with the little penises. Then it is The White Boy up her cunt. This time she seems to notice its entry into her pus where the others were to small before. She groans and makes a face as it pushes past her lips and into her vagina. JR spins it around and fucks her with it. She clearly finds it intrusive and unsatisfying. She tells him it is unpleasant as he strokes her cunt with it, little cocks shoved up her nose. After working her box he abruptly pulls it out and lays it on her face. Next he fetches Mr. Hand and shoves it into her lesbian pussy. He works it as she winces and cries out in gay discomfort. Sounds of moisture and fucking permeate the room. When he is done he pulls it out just as abruptly and lays Mr. Hand across her face. Next he upgrades to Big Black, shoving it as far into her unused hole as he can. She hates it. Its large, filling. Her lesbian pussy has never had these fake cocks in it before. JR pumps it and she responds with cries and dissatisfaction. It makes disgusting wet sounds as it reaches deep and pulls back for the next plunge. He ask her if she is still a lesbian. Dissatisfied with the cocks so far he goes for the Fucksall. The lights dim as it comes on and then he shoves it into her dike cunt. It runs at 2400 fucks per minute and she quickly finds she can’t even talk while her pussy is attacked by this power tool. He stops for a second and ask her if she is still a lesbian. She groans yes and he starts back in with the Fucksall trigger pulled harder. It is like he’s trying to break up concrete or something. It just pounds her pussy with fake cock at a ridiculously high speed. After some time he stops and ask her again whether she is still a lesbian. She tells him yes as he shoves a bevy of small cocks into her cunt. Then he pops the Hitachi onto her clit and starts vibbing her off. When she is ready he makes her ask him if that gay pussy can cum. And when she does have a massive orgasm she literally blows all of the cocks JR had shoved in her cunt clean out onto the floor below her. Still gay.
When we find Tre next she is naked in a chair. Panel gagged, she is drooling profusely onto her chest were it runs down between her legs and coats either side of her cunt. She can’t do anything about it because one leg is tied up into the air while the other is doubled back upon itself and tied. Her arms are securely fastened to the chair itself by her sides. Heavy weights hang from each little toe, swinging in the wind with each movement. When JR arrives he begins wrapping small copper wire around each of her big toes. He connects the eStim device to each and powers it up all the way to the maximum setting. Her legs convulse. She finds herself slamming her eyes shut. It is a wave of power that tides across her. Her nose hook keeps her looking like a pig as she tries desperately to control her body movements. JR rubs her clit, sticks his finger in her and wipes it across her gagged face. Her pussy makes a tremendous farting sound as he removes the panel gag and replaces it with a large black ball gag. Another pussy fart. Clearly from all the air injected earlier sans the Fuksall. He buckles the gag in tightly and leaves her drooling face to deal with the power surging through her lower legs. Her pussy is sopping wet from drool constantly running down her chest. JR comes around and slaps it. Then wipes the moisture across her face. He takes her clit and sucks it into a small cylinder, a little clit prison. She jumps in her bondage as it becomes encased in the clear tube. It swells immediately. JR tells her that little dick will be useful with her girlfriend, then gags her with the proboscis gag. After letting her sit in her own drool for a bit he removes her current gag and replaces it with a large ring gag. Her mouth kept wide open, he takes little cocks he has had in her cunt and places them into her open face hole for safe keeping. After she has had time to enjoy their taste he removes the ring gag and replaces it with a open face gag and shoves the same little cocks inside. She doesn’t know it, but JR is about to make her decide once and for all whether she is gay or straight.
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21 year old Juniper lives up in Alaska. She makes her way down south to visit The Attic in order to get her bondage fix. Apparently, she can’t find what she needs up in our coldest state of the union. She also seems to show up each time very hungry. JR strips her naked right away and puts her on her knees. Metal piping in a large upside down U shape is mounted to the floor. Still on her knees JR securely ropes her neck to it so she cannot sit down nor stand up. Her wrists are tied behind her back to rope that is wound tightly about her waist. Then he pulls a tight, rubber sensory deprivation hood over her head and leaves her for awhile. Right away she tests whether or not she can free herself, but each time she rocks her body she finds she also chokes off the very air she needs to stay upright and on her knees. After awhile she grows tired, thirsty and in need of food. She calls out for it. For something to drink. JR is more interested in Juniper’s perfect little perky titties, however. He clamps each nipple. Then ties leather cords to each nipple clamp and runs them through the opening of another pipe just out in front of her. Then ties heavy weights to each cord so that her nipples are pulled hard and forward. She audibly cries out when each clamp goes on and more so when the weights pull at their maximum. Her small breasts are now pulled outward with constant tension. JR comes back around with a small, clear tube and a bowl of something that looks like wet food. He sits the bowl down in front of her and snakes the clear tube into her mouth through a small breath hole in her sensory deprivation hood. The other end of the tube he lays in the bowl of swill placed before her. She wanted something to drink and now she has it. Problem is, when she sucks the liquid through the tube she also sucks up lots of organic matter as well. When the solid matter hits her lips she can be heard inside her hood trying not to gag. She doesn’t know it, but that solid matter is what she’ll be eating as well. When JR removes her hood she looks like a girl that was just pulled up from a dark hole after four days. Releasing one of her hands he places her food bowl on a stool in front of her and allows her to eat. She complained about being hungry earlier, JR is going to let her eat all she wants now. She can’t really see the bowl well but the moment she places her hand into the wet, soppy meal she knows it isn’t going to be pleasant eating. And so it goes, with each handful of food that squishes between her fingers, and often slips through them falling onto her still clamped titties before making it into her mouth, where she lets us know in no uncertain terms how she feels about the taste and texture.
JR has kept Juniper stripped naked and now has her standing on one leg. Her other leg is doubled back onto itself, tied and then a rope from its ankle goes up to the ceiling, through a hook and back down to her neck where it has been repeatedly wrapped around it to form a tall collar. If she tries to lower that bound leg to far she will choke herself off. Her arms are bound in an elbow tie behind her back with rope wrapping above and below her breasts. She knows her situation is precarious and requires her constant concentration to maintain her composure. Her face starts to grow red and fat from the constant pressure around her neck. She finds herself needing to get up on her tip toes to relieve the pressure which only serves to lose her balance. She hops around quickly, fearful she will hang herself. She has to hop about to find a spot that maximizes her breath again. She’s rattled. A few seconds later and her breathing begins to change noticeably. She takes on a new seriousness. She lets out whimpers of pain between the hard breaths she pulls in and out. JR ask her what the worse part of her situation is: The cramps I’m having in my leg and foot. And if I let them go I’ll fucking hang myself. Sounds like she has a pretty good understanding of her situation. JR has her jump around for him, in circles. Then comes around behind her and digs into her sides with his fingers. She immediately starts in with uncontrollable laughter; there is nowhere for her to go, no way to get away from the fingers. She swears she isn’t ticklish but the screams and smiles on her face tell a different story. For a girl in so much anguish earlier she now has a body and face that lie to us and to her. It pisses her off, to be in so much discomfort yet have her body tell a completely different story about her situation. After beating the thigh of the leg holding her up JR fetches the Hitachi and pops it onto her clit. She immediately wants to cum. She begs right away for it. JR makes her look at you, The Viewer, and ask for permission. She begs in desperation. I mean literally, exasperatedly, with serious purpose she begs for it. Pleads to have just a small one as she hops about in an effort to stave it off before she gets that permission. JR makes her stare directly in your face. She pleads, “with a cherry on top”....
Juniper, still naked, is in the old out building. It is winter here in the Pacific Northwest and the room she is in is about 40 degrees. JR has her affixed by the neck to a heavy railroad tie he has suspended from the ceiling insuring the weight of the wood is felt not only in her neck but in the length of her body. Her arms are down at her sides but pulled outward from her and affixed to the floor. She is clearly cold as evidenced by the whole of her body shaking feverishly and the goose bumps covering her naked body. After watching her shiver in the cold with a discernible look of fear JR walks around to her and lifts the railroad tie higher into the air. The collar with her neck in it also rises higher taking the neck with it. She is forced onto her tip toes, shaking, while her arms become even more tightly outstretched. He raises it even further. She is standing completely on her toes now. JR comes in and starts with the tickling. Given that she is on her toes he takes advantage of the pads of her feet and relentlessly digs his fingers into them sending screams out of her mouth. She tries to kick him as she grows more and more pissed about this affront to her situation. She curses him through her laughter while he ask her what is so funny. She is screaming and she is mad. She can’t get off those tip toes and JR simply will not leave them alone. He comes back with a leather belt and cinches her ankles together before taking her neck up a little higher. She will not be able to kick at him now. She is clearly worried about her breathing, even swallowing becomes difficult and her thighs and calves are starting to burn. He starts in with the tickling again. This time along her sides as she screams out for him to stop. She can’t even catch her breath as JR ask her what is so funny. He moves to the bottom of her exposed feet and digs in. She grits her teeth and screams through her face hole. JR tells her he’ll stop if she ask him to raise the railroad tie even higher. She doesn’t want to give in though, already finding it next to impossible to breathe. She is sure it isn’t possible but JR doesn’t let up. It is wearing her out, trying not to laugh but doing so anyway when she is already pissed. She is frustrated by this and grows more so with the choice she has. She finally gives in, mad as hell about it, while JR starts lifting her neck up higher. She freaks out, starts making desperate sounds with each effort to fill her lungs. She immediately realizes she’ll use up all her energy if she keeps up with her hysterics. In spite of her anger and situation she knows she must calm herself. It takes all of her determined concentration to repeal her fear and bring herself under control. If she were any higher on her tip toes her feet would be off the ground. She starts to cry a little, her body fully taunt, as JR brings around the Hitachi and warns her not to have an orgasm. Juniper is about to find herself...
When we find Juniper next she is nude and in a hogtie suspended from the ceiling. She’s in a tight little package swinging like a pendulum from the ceiling. Even her neck is collared with a rope reaching up into her harness. She can’t move an inch as she sways about in the air, her ball gagged face hole sending little streams of slobber flying about. JR comes back in and comments: Let me see if I can make you mad at me. Then he proceeds to tickle the bottom of her feet. At first she tries her best to not give in, to make any sound that belies how she really feels. It doesn’t last for long and she starts in with screams muffled by the big black ball buckled into her face hole. He digs in around her arm pits and the sides of her torso. She does her best to get herself out of the way but she is in such a tight little package that no limb or purchase can be made to get herself away from JR’s hands. She only manages to tire herself out from the screaming and to sling even more slobber around the room from her gagged face hole while he ask her repeatedly what is so funny. When he finishes tickling her he takes her body and starts slinging her vigorously around the room, in mid air. He tries to make her sick and disoriented, leaving her with long strings of slobber falling from her gagged face. Juniper is one of those chicks that can cum the moment the vibrator hits her pussy. JR decides to see how she feels if that vibrator doesn’t ever get taken away from her pussy after she blows. He mounts it between her legs, shoves her in the air to start her swinging and then walks out of the room to leave her with some privacy.
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Brinn's Painful Journey
Hi,
I am ready to come in again pretty much any time. I would like to be pushed out of my comfort zone a little, and I'm not sure in what way. I think I'm willing to let go of some of the limits I set before. Heavy impact play is the only thing that really pulls me out of my head. Of course I'm happy to bring any equestrian related items you ask me to as well.
Smile,
Brinn
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