First we find Marla being interviewed in the center of the room. She's dressed and telling us about how nervous she is. About how she's never done this sort of thing before. I start asking her some very personal probing questions. Like how she enjoys sex. Or whether she's gay. Or, what if a guy comes at you with a ball of rope in one hand and a fuck stick in the other? Then I ask her what she thinks her best features are. This gets her all shy and demure. I have her tell me what she thinks of all her important body parts. And when I finally coax out of her that she thinks she has cute tits I tell her to show me. To take her shirt right off and show us what those "cute" tits look like. First she removes one shirt and asks if that's enough. Hell no, remove the other one too! Which she does but leaves on her little purple bra, all embarrassed. Of course, I immediately tell her to remove that as well. Now we can see those cute titties. And when I also notice her nervous level went up a few notches I had her tell us about that. About how she feels sitting there half naked talking to a guy she's never met before. And that's when I rope her elbows and wrists together and have her tell me how it feels while I'm doing it. And when I'm done I have her tell me about her sexual fantasies. About how she likes to be caged and left to someone else's devices. I get her wrists pulled up to the ceiling while she's talking about her needs. About what makes her pussy wet. It makes her nervous. She tells me things are little more intense now. That's when I ask her if I can put a rope around her neck. It takes me a minute or so to talk her into it. She acquiesces and we watch as she gets rope bound around her neck for the first time. I tie the other end off to her wrists. It made her even more nervous. I asked her how it felt and she told me, "this is interesting". I ask her if she's ever been gagged and she tells me no. So in goes a ball gag. When I stepped back and asked her how it felt she told me "awkward". With the thought that having a pile of drool run out of your mouth would be even more awkward, I put in a ring gag. Within a few minutes Marla found things got really ramped up for her.

Now we find first timer Marla getting onto The Box. Her wrists and elbows are already bound together. With some difficulty she gets into the prone position. I start putting her into a hogtie as I have her tell me how it feels. How it felt to have to get down on her stomach with no arms. About how it feels to have some stranger start arching your back into place. She gets put into a fairly strict hogtie. Enough to raise her chest up off the floor. I pull her leg stubs out to each side so her pussy is clearly visible. This is when I pop the Hitachi onto her cunt for the first time. This act turns her into a zombie. Whenever the Hitachi is on her pussy she just glazes over. She becomes incoherent. Ask her a question and she may not even hear you. Take one look at her pussy and you'd know why. In recent memory, I don't recall one that swells so much when excited. And so much fluid came out and just danced around. There was a little lake jumping up and down on top of the vibrator; Lake Hitachi. Is she still nervous? I took some of that juice and wiped it right under her nose. It was thick like snot. I asked her if she could smell it sitting there on her upper lip. That's when The White Boy comes out and plugs her seething cunt. And I mean seething. Just before I stick the dildo in there's a string of thick cum stretching from the midpoint of her pussy in an arch down to a point on the floor just in front of her pussy. I start fucking her with The White Boy and vibbing her off at the same time. She's asking to cum within seconds. Her pussy is oozing liquid onto The Box. Her back is arched to the point she rocks back and forth on her belly. Each one of her breaths noticeable. When she finally gets permission to cum that sexy little mouth of hers gets all pursed and wet. When her orgasms are over I have her tell me exactly what she was thinking when she had them. What was it that turned her on so much. Why her pussy got so wet.

Next Marla is found standing in the center of the room getting placed into a box tie. She's being asked what it is she likes so much about bondage. When the topic turns toward her "perky" titties I find out she's had a fantasy about having them flogged. Immediately I grab the flogger and flog them. I flog them until the embarrassed smile she had over telling me about this fantasy fades into a distant memory as the fire she feels in her breasts replaces it. Then suddenly she has one foot off the ground and she's partially suspended. And while she's telling me why it's so difficult to admit her pussy is wet I lift the other leg off the ground. Once suspended I put clothespins on her nipples. When she tells me they don't hurt that much I put clamps on them instead. She definitely found those more painful. Once she finished barring those pretty white teeth at me in a painful grimace I had her tell me about her rape fantasy. About how she wants a gang of beautiful women with strap-ons to throw her to the ground and rape her. When she mentioned having her hair pulled I made sure I tied her hair back to her bindings. So her head was pulled back in a way she couldn't fight. I asked her how many cocks have ever been in her pussy and she told me five. I grabbed Big Black and started fucking her with it. She told me she liked it, her pussy severely swollen and engorged. Her little hoody looked like a banana slug it was so thick and swollen. She told me, "I want to cum". Not so fast. I make her answer all sorts of other sexually related questions about her wetness. About how she could let herself get in this state of excitement. Once I'm satisfied she's given permission to cum. And in seconds I hear her breathlessly state, in a voice barely audible, "I'm cumming".

Marla is now meeting Luther for the first time. She's more gay than bi so I'm not thinking this will go all that well. But I was wrong! Luther has a great deal of girth so swallowing more than a few inches can be a rather daunting task. But Marla could sink three and a half inches down her throat like it was a pixie stick. For a girl that's only had five cocks in her body I thought she was a born cocksucker. How does someone work a cock so effortlessly with so little experience? She made love to Luther. There wasn't all this stopping and starting crap some chicks try to get away with. Marla fucked it with her mouth non-stop. The way guys like it once they've gotten worked up. She looks good doing it too. Marla's a pretty girl. When I asked her why she was a natural at this she just shied up and said, "I dunno". I made her look directly at you, The Viewer, and tell you that "I'm wasting my oral skills on a clit". Back to work Marla.

Finally we find Marla being manacled to an old metal bed frame. She's clearly shaking. Is she scared, cold, freaked out? She's affixed to all points of the bed. Her wrists and ankles as well as her neck are firmly secured in a spread-eagle. I can smell her pussy and I tell her so. I ask her what that means. What should I do about that? Her pussy is so goddamn engorged. Isn't that embarrassing? I stuff The White Boy into her and tape it into place. Then I have her tell me of another one of her fantasies. This time it's an orgy fantasy. When the vibrator hits her clit she loses her train of thought. Now she's switched gears totally and asks permission to have an orgasm. Denied. I make her tell me why she needs to cum. Why she needs to feel that wave wash over her. What has she done to deserve it? I ask her several questions and she momentarily delays and then asks if she can cum again! After several minutes go by she receives permission to cum and does so. She's a girl who passes her orgasms off in desperate releases. Like how she sucks in all that air, holds it a second and then blows it out quickly. Not like when someone jumps into a vat of cold water. No, that's too quick a suck. It's more like she's getting a toenail torn off bits at a time. There's a look of great seriousness on her face. Like she's not all here. Staring off into some deep moist void. She jerks a lot as well. Pulls at her manacles, straining. Her hands balled into fists. At times her breathing is heavy and pronounced. Others it's barely audible. Sexy. Her lips open just a bit as we can barely hear her breath passing between them. Her perfect white teeth framed by her thick lips. Occasionally a moan escapes. Her eyes are half closed and then they are shut. Suddenly she screams.

21 year old Zayda "The Cry Baby" is back. She starts her day off in heavy stocks hung from the ceiling. She's bent at the waist wearing a lovely sun dress with black heels. Except for those heels, she's looking exceptionally innocent and pure. Very pretty. I spend a little time talking to her, complimenting her on her nice shoes and pretty dress. About her sex life, how she likes it. I ask her to turn around so I can see her ass. I lift up her sun dress and expose her lovely young behind. I have her tell me about her first sexual experience as I install an ass hook into her a-hole. I tie that off to her hair as she tells me she really doesn't like anal sex. She's told to spread her legs. I ask her if she thinks she's a pretty girl. Then I ask her to sing us a real pretty song. Something that lets us know how pretty she is. Something to get us in a pretty mood. She sings us a song and forgets half the words to it. When I grab the flogger she suddenly is inspired to come up with one she actually knows. And she did. She actually put together something very pretty. That's when I grabbed the nose hook and turned her into a pretty piggy. Oink, oink. At one point I had her snort for us. And she was such a pretty piggy I put a mirror up to her face and had her make out to herself. To tell herself how beautiful she is. About how much she wanted to fuck herself. Oink, oink. Snort, snort. After giving her a sandwich bag blind fold I had her turn around so I could stuff some long banana slices into her cunt. I shoved them in there real far. And when I was done she told me she "felt stuffed". When that Hitachi slammed down on her cunt she was immediately sent into Zayda Land. Whimpering and crying. Heavy breathing. Can't stand. Shaky. I warned her, she'd be eating those banana slices in her cunt after she cums. But that didn't deter her. When she was ready to cum she had to tell me: I want to eat those bananas in my cunt, may I please cum? And it didn't take long either before she was saying just that. She fired off three orgasms that went from sounding like she was being eviscerated to calling home cows in a field. And when she'd pulled herself back together she was told to push those bananas from her cunt. To expel them. When they hit the floor I grabbed a fork and fed her pieces of it from the floor. She told me it tasted like pussy. She ate every last piece she pushed out. But I knew more was in her. So I unfettered her and had her squat on the floor for us. With her little piggy hook and ass hook still installed, pulling her head back in an unnatural position as she dug in her cunt for the last of the banana pieces. Each one she pulled out she slapped to the floor. Then I made her pick them up and eat them. She had to search for them because she couldn't look down. Her little piggy hook keeping her head drawn back. She was gagging on them when I left.

Next for Zayda is a little time riding the rail: The Wooden Horse 2.0. The one where she has to sit on a dildo as she rides the rail. And it's a big horse. One she has lots of room to just sit comfortably. All stuffed and naked and in a box tie roped off to the ceiling. Still wearing those lovely black heels. Her cunt sitting right on that cold metal frame of the horse. Her feet bound below. I took the liberty of tying off those nipples to a hook in the floor, drawing her forward a bit. Then ring gagged her. She's told to tell us how she feels. How that black dildo feels stuffed in her cunt. How much she likes to have her pussy eaten. About how she sprays. All the while we can't hardly understand her because of that ring gag. Her tongue moving about furiously in that face hole of her's. But she keeps getting asked questions. Personal ones. All about her sex life. About how much she likes cock and girls. At one point she's having so much trouble trying to tell us something I tell her to break out in song instead. I make her sings us one of the classics. While she's up there riding that rail. Frothy saliva running from her chin. When she's done she tells me her pussy and ass are hurting. How she's aching and uncomfortable. I think she may me getting ready to cry folks. Being the nice guy that I am I grab the Hitachi and shove it onto her cunt. Within seconds she asks to cum. She's told to hold it. To distract her I make her tell me how that dildo stuffed in her box feels. And as she tells me I notice she's started to spray a little bit. I warn her not to cum though and keep the Hitachi firmly planted. It makes a racket as it reverberates off the metal frame of the rail as well as her cunt. She's begging. Copious amounts of slobber fall from her mouth. I make her tell me how wet her pussy is. Little streams of moisture roll from her pelvic region. She keeps begging to cum. She keeps getting told no. The Hitachi is relentless. Her begging is fevered as I tell her the only way she's going to be able to cum is if she pulls those nipple clamps off. That sends her crying hysterically. I yell at her, encourage her as she begs me. She tries to pull them off in the hysteria but either can't or is afraid to pull them any further. Then she explodes.

We now find Zayda with her wrists bound and pulled up and back behind her head. One leg is drawn up high to the ceiling. She's still wearing those fantastic black heels. She's told to spin around so we can see her asshole. Then I stick a small electric plug in her butt. I crank it up real high and she's suddenly exasperated and dancing around a bit. So I decide to tickle her while she's getting used to that electricity in her ass. I tickle her sides with a feather and then my hands. Then pull off one shoe and tickle the bottom of her foot. Then I cane that foot. Then her thigh. Then her foot again. As I do so I ask her if I she wants the electricity in her butt turned up. She begs me not to do it, distracted by the foot caning she's getting. But I keep on her until she agrees she needs it turned up "just a little bit". And I do. And she's dancing again. She keeps picking up that one leg she's balanced on, to give that foot rest. Her heel becoming too uncomfortable to stand on so relentlessly. Her body taxed and searching. The electricity in her ass keeping her alert. That's when the Hitachi hits her cunt. She's really in a jam now. Her leg is drawn so high up her pussy is in our face. There's no hiding it. She's pretty much immobile. When things get to much for her she raises her one free leg and suspends herself for a bit. Face all in anguish as she alternately screams, moans and pleads for mercy. She's warned not to blow that electrode out of her ass. But she did it anyway; some crazy location of the Hitachi got to be too much for her and she blew it right out. I grabbed her by the pelvis and shoved that vibrator hard against her box and made her take it full force. Made sure she wouldn't get away from it as she screamed and begged me to stop. Her foot lifted off the ground suspending herself. She's begging me, screaming. I give her permission and instantly she's transported. Mouth all agape with no sound coming out. Then suddenly an ear piercing sound and she's again moving into another headspace. Screaming. Face contorted. I swear she can sound just like a baby.

Finally we find Zayda standing naked in the room, elbows and wrists tied together. Her lovely black heels sitting before her. She's told to put them on. To make sure she doesn't forget to buckle the ankle strap. And so we watch her as she struggles about trying to get her heels on. When that gets tiresome she's placed in a strappado. Her elbows and wrists tied off to the ceiling. She gets a large red ball gag installed into her face hole. She looks fantastic up there wriggling around trying to get comfortable -mouth all stuffed with red plastic. I put clothespins on her nipples. Then put a crotch rope on her and hang a bowling ball from it. Once its hanging from her cunt I tell her to spread her legs. Then to walk in a circle around the room. The bowling ball swinging around with each movement. She starts to whimper again. She's a real complainer. She's told to stand there, legs spread so we can just look at her. She starts crying. Was it the objectification or the bowling ball hanging from her cunt? Nevertheless, she's told to ask for the Hitachi to attack her pussy. Big wads of slobber coursing out around that big ball gag. When I can't understand what she says I make her do it again. But this time it's too fast, like she's mocking me. So she's told to do it again, nicer, like she really means it. After repeated attempts she just starts to cry about it. The Cry Baby is back. And she's still slobbering big wads from her plugged face hole. She's exasperated now. Her feet are hurting. But I make her tell us how badly she needs it. When I'm finally satisfied I have her spread her legs and put the vib on her cunt. That cunt that's partially protected by that crotch rope. I ask her if she can cum through the rope. Because the way she's acting, she clearly appears to be in pain. All hunched over as best she can, face all desperate as she pushes wads of spit out her ball gag. But she's already asking to cum. And as the vib works her cunt over she actually starts to cough the spit through the top and bottom of the gag. Loads of it in constant streams dangling and moving back and forth as she tries to hold back that orgasm she doesn't have permission yet to have. And at this desperate moment I make her tell me how pretty her feet are. What color she painted her toe nails. She screams out the answers between her begs for relief. And when she's finally given permission she again turns into a hysterical monster of emotions. Screaming crying, heaving her body about. Barely able to stand she keeps pushing them out. Then she's left there with the bowling ball slapping back and forth between her thighs as she's told to pull herself back together again. I mean really!

27 year old Elise is back at The Attic for a little forced exercise. But before we can do that we need to have a little inspection. So she's seated on a stool in a box tie that's roped up to the ceiling. Then her legs are drawn up and outward exposing her genitalia. Her big toes get tied off to the floor. Once her pussy has maximum exposure clothespins are attached to her poo lips and tied off to her big toes. This act has Elise squealing a bit like a pig. Now we can see right up in her cunt. I sure hope you like looking up in that dark area in there because we give you a rather disturbing close-up. Elise is whining so much at this point a ball gag gets strapped tightly into her mouth. Afterward, I expose her cunt just a bit further by shoving a speculum into her and setting it at its widest position. She's shaking at this point, eyes sometimes rolling into the back of her head. You can see deeply down into her cunt now. And what we see is white, milky fluid beginning to collect at the bottom of her cunt. Lots of it. I take a finger and collect it. Then I wipe it right under her nose and on her lips as though it were lipstick. She finally gets the Hitachi popped on her cunt which causes her to go into some crazy screaming tirade. When she's ready to cum she asks and when she tells me she's starting I just pull the vib off of her and walk away. She's left desperate, head down and frustrated beyond measure. Did she start crying?

Next up for Elise is an exercise routine. She'll do her exercises wearing only heavy chain wrapped around each limb. She's asked to do some stretching exercises first, to warm up. Starting with bending at the waist without bending the knees and grab her ankles. This gives us a nice shot of her asshole which she is told to flex for us. She's told to wink that brown eye for the camera. Once the stretching is out of the way she's ring gagged and told to do some jumping jacks. Oh my, this was a disaster. The heavy chains she is wearing makes this act almost impossible. But she's told to do it anyway. And we can't help but laugh at her. Next she's told to do sit ups and to count them out as she does them. By the last one she's hardly even able to make it. And once she has completed the last one she's told to do five more --which really takes the wind from her sail. When done she is given the option of having her pussy spanked or doing five more sit-ups. When she tells me she'd rather do five more sit-ups I opt to flog her pussy instead. And so I do. And afterward, she's made to do the five more sit-ups anyway. Then she's told to flip over and start doing push-ups. When she looks like she's getting tired I put my foot in her back and make her keep doing them. When she's totally exhausted I have her put her ass in the air and lay on her chest. Then she gets electrodes stuck on her feet, ass cheeks and a electrical butt plug stuck up her poop chute. It all gets turned on at once which sends her into overdrive. She squirms, she screams, she moans and pleads. Finally the Hitachi gets placed on her cunt and immediately you can tell she is placed into a whole different headspace. You can here the satisfaction wash over her. In her voice and in her body language. It doesn't take long before she sounds like a helium balloon slowly letting air out. The sound she makes is long and comes out slowly. She tries to close her legs together, she bucks around. She squirms. It is almost like she's trying to fuck the Hitachi back. And then suddenly there's that balloon sound again. I'm forcefully telling her to not cum. She's screaming and one leg seems to be kicking itself involuntarily. She's begging to cum now. And when she finally is given permission she's told to tell us when she starts. And right when she starts the Hitachi gets pulled away from her and she's left there.

Next for Elise is a little time spent walking in mindless circles. She has a heavy metal collar on, naked, with a pole attached from the ceiling to her metal collar. She's told to walk in a big circle until I've had enough. Once she's been objectified I stop her and place heavy manacles on her ankles with chain. They are small and tight and make walking very difficult. She has to do so on her tip-toes. When I've had enough I tie her elbows and wrists together. Then a crotch rope is applied from which I hang a bowling ball from. Now she's told to walk in mindless circles again. She's so debilitated by this point she can hardly make her way around the floor. When she starts to complain about it I grab a ball gag and stringently buckle it in. Then she's told to start making those mindless circles again. When I feel like she's been glaring at me I tape her eyes shut and make her keep walking the circle. She's really at our mercy now. She's told to hurry up, to go as fast as she can. And as she makes her way around she comes un-hitched from the ceiling and has a little surprise happen to her. Oh my.

Finally Elise is secured spread eagle to the floor. A web of rope runs up and down each leg holding them immobile. Her arms are tautly pulled to each quarter. Another rope off the midpoint of her arms keeps them well in check. A rope around her neck pulled tightly above her keeps things tense for her. I tape her eyes shut once again and follow that up with lots of tape over her face and chin. Her torso also has a web of rope holding her fast to the floor. She can't move. After several minutes we see Marina come out and stalk around her like Elise is prey. Then she straddles over her, hikes up her dress and unleashes hot urine onto her pussy. Then she leaves Elise lying in her piss.

25 year old Iris is in on what may be her last visit. Let's dig in.

We find Iris putting on manacles, collar, very wide spreader bar and, ultimately, I put a bar between her neck and the spreader bar that her wrists are attached too. She's also sitting in front of a plate that's be drawn onto the floor. In three corners we find the ingredients for spaghetti. One bowl has the pasta, another has the sauce and another has the bread. One thing about that sauce bowl, instead of marinara sauce it has hot salsa. Iris had indicated she was a little hungry when she came in. So I told her to go fetch all the ingredients and put them together on her "plate" where she'll eat it. She complained immediately that she couldn't do it. That her legs were spread just too far. But I knew she could. And we watched her. We watched her struggle with it. Did I forget to mention she also has a 16 lb. bowling ball attached to her neck? She struggled desperately. She was exasperated. She wanted to give up several times. But we pushed her. And she finally managed. She managed to get first the pasta, cold and hardened. She dumped it right in her plate. Then she managed to get the hot salsa dumped onto that. I thought she was going to drag the bowing ball attached to her neck through her "plate" on the way to the bread but she managed to avoid that mishap with some extra frustration on her part. Once she had the ingredients together and on her plate it was time to dig in. Of course, it required great effort for her to just get into a position to eat the food, but she finally managed. And we watch her --right up in her face-- as she eats it with her face hole. Hot salsa getting all over her lips and skin. Burning it. And it's tough eatin' for her. She lets us know right away its "horrible". Her nose runs, her legs shake from the awkward position and the food looks absolutely disgusting. Finally, she tells me she can't eat anymore. So I ask her to bend over and then take a flogger to her ass.

Next for Iris is a little time resting up on a comfy steel bed minus any padding whatsoever. Once she is manacled into place she gets ring gagged. Her head is taped into a position requiring her to look straight up. Directly above her mouth is a slow dripping reservoir of water. It drips right into her open, ring gagged mouth. At a steady pace. I then mount a fuck stick in her cunt. It's the first time she's ever had a dildo in her. Ever. She flinches as it goes in, unable to see what I was doing. She's shaking now. Before leaving her I tie her nipples off to the wall high above her and well within her sight. We just stand back and watch now. But not too long. I come back just in time to warn her I'm about to do something bad to her. Then I take her clit in between two fingers and with the other hand pop a clothespin onto it. Immediately she starts making all these incomprehensible sounds. Guttural in nature. You can also tell she's choking back those water drops as she's trying to communicate with us. Things quickly turn to begging. The Eroscillator gets placed directly on her clit in place of the clothespin. She starts to really shake now. She tries to hold on to something that isn't there. She appears to be in pain. That water is still dripping in her mouth because her head can't move. Her hands sort of take on a life of their own. Flexing involuntarily. Like she isn't in control of them. She's clearly desperate. Everything about her body, from the crazy hand movements to the shaking leg to the sounds coming from her face hole. At least she's staying hydrated. Finally, she's beyond her limit.

Now we find Iris again, center of the floor, putting on manacles. Once her ankles are manacled she's asked to get on her knees and put her ass in the air. A short chain is attached to the heavy metal collar she's wearing and the other end attached to a hook in the floor, right where she'd had dinner earlier. On that little "plate". Her wrists are then chained to the hook as well. When she's been secured she's told to spin around and show us her body. I stop her at the midway point and then whip her with a large black belt. If she wasn't subservient before she is now. She's told to finish making the circle. The next whack that comes at her brings her almost to tears. It certainly catches her attention. I see that crazy hand movement again. She's drawing in quick breaths. She's swallowing hard. And after what must have been a full minute she finally regained composure and said, "that hurt". She's told to spin some more. For us. Once I have her asshole properly faced, in the air and ready, I tell her to get comfortable. Both holes are then lubed and copper tubes are placed into each. They are taped secure. A power source is brought out and attached to the copper tubes and we see what Iris thinks of having her asshole and pussy run through with electricity. Why is Iris shaking again? When the electricity gets ramped up she's told to tell us what it feels like. What it feels like to have two copper tubes shoved up your holes and current running through them. With your ass all up in the air and exposed. And she tells us, about how her asshole feels like its contracting and loosening, contracting and loosening. And the whole time her body is shaking. So I turn the power up higher. Which makes her asshole slam down harder. Until she finally blows that copper phalanx right out of her poop shoot --to which she apologized. When the Hitachi hit her cunt she was beside herself. She tries to speak but can't. Her whole body seems to vibrate with the same resonance as the vibrator: you can hear her limbs vibrating off the floor at the same speed. She struggles to get away from it. After fucking her a little while with The White Boy she's flogged. Hard. Then left in her position. Fluids dripping from her cunt to the floor.

Finally, we find Iris standing in the center of the room. Elbows and wrists bound together. Legs spread and ankles tied off to each side of the floor. She'd noticed the bowling ball in the room earlier and told me she was a bowler. So now, with Iris in position, I tied a crotch rope to her and hung that bowling ball from her cunt. I just wanted to see how long she could take that position, that bowling ball there, hanging off her pussy. Within the first few 10s of seconds she's tried to reposition herself. She has thrown her pelvis up toward the ceiling. I ask her how it is and she tells me it isn't "too bad". But then a mere 10 seconds later I hear her say, "Oh god". And now, now she's starting to breath faster. You can hear it. And the look on her face is of worry. Like she's secretly asking herself just how much longer she can take it. But don't worry! I'm going to make her take it as long as humanly possible. I ask her where it hurts the most and surprisingly, she tells me her ass. In spite of the fact we can see that rope digging straight into her cunt. The whole of her upper thighs begin to shake. She keeps trying to find some better position in which to stand. When she talks now she quivers. She's getting near the breaking point.