Natalia
Posted: 03/31/2011

Fresh on her 21st birthday Natalia is sitting in a chair at The Attic. JR is questioning her about her sexual experiences. She looks nervous and pretty. Her fuzzy sweater covers her white outfit underneath. The skirt she has on shows her legs and thighs. JR ask when was the first time she ever had sex. After she tells him he wants to know if she swallows. What her favorite sexual position is. What she thinks about when she masturbates. The frequency of it. What she uses when she goes there. But once he finds out it is her birthday he approaches her with a thick, wide leather collar and a handful of rope.

JR has just learned that today is Natalia's 21st birthday. He approaches her and fastens a thick leather collar around her neck, tightly. It captures her long hair inside the collar as he cinches it around her neck. When he walks away she is left gasping -her mouth ajar. She finds herself leaving it agape, opening and closing it like a fish out of water. She moistens her lips. She is quiet now. A look of concern, even resignation on her face as JR threads rope through the collar and stands her up on her feet. He ties the rope off to the ceiling and pulls her up on her tip toes. She is still fully dressed in her fuzzy sweater and skirt. Her small feet standing on the pad of her toes through her boots as she strains to breathe in this new position. Her face grows redder and her mouth keeps moving as though it were itself trying to capture more oxygen. Even her eyes become puffed and red, watery. When he walks back around her she manages a smile. He picks up another bundle of rope and ties her elbows and wrists together before pulling her arms up high behind her and tying it off to the ceiling. She now finds herself in a strappado; her arms brought together and jacked up high behind her back. It places a great deal of pressure on her constricted neck, further choking her. She whimpers ever so slightly as he finishes tying her arms off. Her face has the countenance of someone who was just been told some very bad news. Red and swollen, like she'd been crying all night long. It looks like her head is about to explode from pressure. She is shaking now, her feet still on tip toes as JR pulls her panties down from beneath her skirt. He folds the crotch out and places it up to her nose so she can inhale it. He then stuffs them, crotch first, into her face hole and winds clear packaging tape around her head to hold them in. When he finishes tying her arms he winds a rope around her waist and pulls her short white skirt up and folds it beneath the hemp. This exposes her pussy and ass cheeks. It is, after all, her 21st birthday. Fetching a paddle he lets her know she's about to receive the traditional birthday spanking most girls get here in the states on their special day. Except this spanking is going to make her cry and leave some very angry welts on her pristine ass.

After cutting Natalia down JR strips her naked down to her socks and ties her wrists and elbows behind her back. Still wearing the tight leather collar he brings her long auburn hair up to a pony tail on the top of her head. Tying a rope to that he feeds it through a series of pulleys that connect to a heavy bowling ball hanging in air behind her. It pulls her hair violently without ever letting any slack out. No matter how she moves her head the weight of that bowling ball is always forefront. He has her kneeling in front of Luther. When she tries to place his shaft in her mouth she is forced to pull the bowling ball higher in order to lower her head at the same level as his member. She takes him down to three inches with ease. Then she begins to face fuck him. Each stroke of his shaft with her head causes the bowling ball to rise and lower behind her. The tension in her hair, the way it pulls at her face, the way she has to struggle just to suck this dead cock humiliates her. Her head looks like it is simply perched atop her shoulders with the wide leather collar circling her neck and choking her. She gags and a wad of slobber falls from her mouth and hits the floor audibly. It seems she can only get it down to three inches, the whole shaft filling her face hole. It seems blocked by the back of her throat no matter how hard she falls onto it. Her eyes are swelling now and tears are beginning to pool in the corners. Her face is red and she has to work hard at everything she is doing with the weight pulling her hair from directly on top. She face fucks Luther as though it were the serious business that it is, occasionally choking on it while dropping wads of spit in long streams down to the floor. At times she stops and pulls off to gasp for air, the tension and strain to her face evident. Tears are now streaming down both cheeks. She loses his cock momentarily and finds herself required to pull her skull back down to his level once again; pulling her heavy weight higher into the air. She takes him in deep once more and then shakes her head, her face hole back and forth as though she were trying to muster just a few more centimeters of depth from her wet, slobbery hole. There is nothing fun about it. Sucking this giant cock with a bowling ball hanging from the top of your head is work. Effort. It makes her lose her composure, her fine features, her dignity. She is exhausted. Thick mucus-like fluid falls from every hole in her face as JR gets up and screams at her to take it down to depth and hold it there. To hold it there and tell us it is your birthday. That you wish Luther could come in your mouth so you could swallow it. How much you like sucking cock. She just wants this to be over. To get off her knees and get this dead cock out of her mouth.

Natalia is now sitting on the floor naked, back against a wooden post. She is on her butt with her legs folded onto themselves with black leather belts and jutting to each side. Her crotch can be clearly seen and it is obvious some clear electrical device is strapped over her pussy. Her arms have been brought behind her and up forcing her upper back away from the post. He has tied her arms into an immobile position to the post. Her neck has been wrapped with rope and tied back to the post as well. If she tries to lean forward at all she will choke herself. She has already been there awhile when we find her. Face red and swollen again. She keeps opening and closing one hand as though it were causing her increasing discomfort. Her demeanor is of one who is used to male attention but doesn't really want it --at least not the type of attention usually brought on by men. A certain shyness to it, an awareness of her situation. Her eyes are getting glassy as JR picks up a single tail whip and starts in on her torso and breasts. She can't move an inch. She can only sit there, immobile and watch as he gears up for each strike to her flesh. When the end of the whip catches her breasts and wraps around underneath she finds it especially painful. At times all she can do is open her mouth wide and exhale the pain away. She looks down at her breasts between strikes, quickly, to see the marks that are burning through her skin. Then the next one catches her right across the left breast and sends her reeling into a searing hot pain. She stares up at the ceiling and her face goes through a series of emotions that suggest she may just lose it before she finds a way to check it. JR picks up the nipple clamps that have been lying just in front of her and clamps one down onto the nipple of the breast she just had whipped. When it locks down onto it she reels in pain, it paralyzes her mentally and physically. Unable to move she can only hold her mouth agape and breathe through it once the barnyard-like sounds that burst forth from her face hole have subsided. When the other goes on she screams slightly and simply stares at it. JR leaves momentarily and returns with a pair of leads for the electrical device that covers her pussy. He hooks them to it and starts cranking up the power. She almost immediately reacts. Suddenly a constant, halting sound comes forth from her mouth. Then she bites at her lower lip as she begins to internalize the current coursing through her cunt. At one point the pain becomes so extreme she tries to lift herself from the floor with a shrieking scream streaming out her face hole. And it doesn't stop. Her mouth is straining it is open so wide with a scream that seems like it will never subside. Her face shows features we haven't seen thus far. She is no longer in control of herself. She isn't in check. It isn't just her mouth that is straining now but the whole of her body. JR walks in behind her and shoves a nose hook into her nostrils and pulls her head violently back and up. He ties the cord attached to it high above her making her head stay in a taxing, strained position. Her face is distorted now, she looks like a pig. A pig in pain. She seems to not like how it makes her lower lip fall down and her upper lip expose her gums and teeth in a freakish manner. She tries to bring her lower lip up and close her mouth to regain some semblance of a human nature but it is too much effort. Her make-up is smeared and her eyes are red and slight. She looks like she has been crying all night long and she doesn't have the same composure has before. She is breaking, becoming raw now, we are starting to see who she really is under that tight set of rules she lives by. When she sees JR has the Hitachi in his hands and headed her way she begins to cry and shake her head no. She doesn't want it. She knows he is going to place it right over that electrical pad sitting atop her pussy. When it hits her her mouth falls open wide with a thick cord of slobber reaching from the back of her upper lip down to the back of her lower lip --her entire countenance changes. Little does she know, it isn't about to stop there...

When we find Natalia next she is in the old out building naked save for her socks and a pair of stilettos that are half a size to small for her 6.5 size feet. JR has her in a box tie and ball gagged. Her ever present leather collar still cinched tightly around her neck. She can barely breathe and the ball gag offers no help. A hoist hook has been inserted into her box tie and raised until she is barely standing on her toes. The room is freezing cold and she has begun to shake as a result. She teeters around on her heels and we can see her ass cheeks are deeply bruised from the birthday spanking she received earlier. The cold of the room is starting to get to her and she increasingly quivers, her whole body becoming out of her control with spasms. If she weren't ball gagged her teeth would be chattering. JR pulls a clear bag over her head and ties it off around her neck to seal it. She is immediately freaked out. She has sound constantly coming out of her laden with fear and panic. Within moments of the bag collapsing around her face she loses control. She starts to jump up and down and swing her body back and forth. Her panic builds as evidenced by the rapidity of sound coming from her face hole, building to a crescendo. She starts to flail her digits and her eyes are filled with fright and moisture. JR removes the bag and calms her. She had told him earlier that she doesn't really like to be gagged, and now she can be seen drooling all around it with long streams of thick slobber breaking off and running down her chest. She seems to be working it in her mouth in an effort to find a better spot for it. She is crying now as JR pulls one leg up at the ankle and ties it off high above her. She dances a bit trying to gain some balance. After a few moments, though, she gives up and falls into the rope supporting her. JR is going to make sure the cold is the least of her worries...

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Bridget
Posted: 03/24/2011

26 year old student nurse Bridget found us by accident. Poking for job offers in an online resource happened her upon an ad The Attic had out for chicks interested in bondage. She doesn't have any experience with bondage, just a strong desire to push her boundaries --something she readily admits does not happen in her personal life. During the interview we see she is nervous, answering the questions matter of factly. She eases up a bit when we get to her masturbation frequency question. Rattling off a litany of items she uses to please herself. But when the conversation turns to questions pointed at what makes her panic she becomes more tense and apprehensive, unsure even. JR is more direct and ask her: What if I tie you to that chair and pull a clear bag over your head and tie a cord around your neck? A look of surprise washes across her face. She tells him she thinks it would be awkward. That's when JR gets up and starts walking her way.

He ask her if she has ever been gagged before. She tells him yes, but when he comes back with a large black ball gag and buckles it tightly into her face hole, it is clear from the dead stare she hasn't ever been really gagged. The room is quiet as she tries to figure out how this makes her feel. She likes communication and now she finds herself silenced. Her eyes dart about the room at times. Awkward is written all over her. JR continues to tie her to the chair, immobilizing her to it. When he goes to fetch a clear plastic bag to pull over her head she watches him. The moment she realizes what he is doing she becomes visibly shaken. Her chest heaves up and down at a noticeably faster pace. Her heart rate quickening. The adrenaline clearly is pumping through her body sparked by what she knows is about to happen to her. When he ask her if she is nervous she shakes her head up and down. He removes her ball gag and she takes a hard swallow. Then the bag is immediately pulled over her head. She lets out one little murmur of fear that she couldn't contain. He doesn't tie a cord around her neck to seal the bag just yet. She stares straight ahead. After a moment he ask her: Not so bad, see?. A breaking "yeah", laden with a dry mouth, fear and great apprehension leaves her face hole. Then he walks over to her and ties the cord around her neck. As he tightens it she lets out another, uncontainable murmur of fear and dread. It is clear she is trying hard to check herself --and then it's tied. Immediately she exhales another tense, breaking murmur. It's like she's on the edge of a precipice. Sure her life is going to end at that moment. She knows right away, instinctively, she needs to control her breathing. It collapses around her face on the intake --she's like a statue inside the bag. Fear and sharp eyes with a direct stare is all she can muster. After another few moments he unties the cord and lets in fresh air without removing the bag. Her breath comes out quickly but in fast stutters. She swallows hard and lets out fear laden sounds masked as normality. When he comes back around to tighten the cord around her neck she never fails to let out a quivering murmur. The bag seals around her head once more and she purses her lips to control her breathing. Her head barely fits in the small, clear bag, the sides of it so close to her face. When she exhales it is almost as if the bag wants to burst, nowhere for the excess to go. It doesn't take long for the air to become used and thin, warm. When he finally comes back to remove the cord you can see and feel the tension leave her body. As though she felt like she just dodged a bullet, death even. The next time he tightens it around her neck he slams a Hitachi on her cunt as well. The combination of all her senses being overloaded causes her to scream out. She doesn't know whether to enjoy the vibrator or worry about breathing. The condensation grows heavy in the bag with the new found expulsion of hot air. She sounds like someone is cutting her down the middle with a sharp knife as the sound of her and the Hitachi fill the room. Every breath she makes is stuttered and halting. She gasps instead of breathing. It's getting hard to see her in there. JR ask if she feels like cumming. She tells him yes and he warns her to ask for permission before doing so --and she does immediately. He gives her permission to do so as long as she stares straight at you, The Viewer. And with a scream that gets caught by a bag, she peels off an orgasm she didn't know she could have.

Now we find Bridget topless. JR has bound her wrists into the small of her back and then jacked them up high toward her neck. He then bound her elbows as close together as possible. Having her get onto her knees he tells her to get started. She makes her way to his shaft and pauses, unsure of how to tackle such a girth laden object. She makes several false starts before finally just opening her face hole as wide as possible and taking him in to her depth. She starts face fucking him, back and forth, back and forth. In no time wads of slobber fall from around her mouth and hit the floor audibly. She easily can muster three inches, pushing it back hard against the back of her throat. She's relentless about it. Like a machine. Back and forth with copious amounts of slobber falling from her and Luther's shaft. She has to be getting tired by now. One look at the floor and you can see a little lake forming beneath her. It has already been several minutes and that cock hasn't left her mouth once since she started. JR barks at her to never let it out of her mouth. When he ask her if she thinks she is doing a good job she gives him a throaty: Uh huh. He immediately tells her he thinks it sucks. He tells her he wants to hear her gag on it. To speed up. She buries it down as far as she can and he yells at her to hold it there. She does her best, gagging around the shaft as she expels snot and slobber from her stuffed face holes. He still yells at her that she isn't doing a good job. The wad of slobber hanging from her chin so think and viscous the strand almost touches the floor beneath her. He yells at her to DO BETTER. She sounds like a gaping hole in a lung full of fluid. He orders her to hold that cock in her mouth as deep and as long as she can without moving. A tear falls from her eye as she coughs fluid around his cock. She tries hard to keep from spewing as JR tells her she's a sorry cock sucker. He has her tell him that she wished Luther could come in her mouth as she holds it there deep in her throat. You can't even understand her as she expels more fluid than words. Yet JR is relentless, making her repeat all types of degrading statements as she holds it there. Finally, he gives her permission to stop, telling her she was the worst cock sucker he's ever seen.

When we find Bridget next JR has striped her down naked. She's been laid on her back and stretched like a board. She is pulled from her arms at the top and her ankles at the bottom. The tautness of her body is further increased by a nose hook that pulls her head violently toward her wrists and toe ties at her feet that pull in an opposite direction. JR has also gagged her with an open mouth gag and pulled her tongue through the opening, tying it off to the ceiling above her. As it dries out he is tearing apart a casing next to her. She has no idea what it is, unable to move her body or head in any direction. But it is an ice sculpture, a sculpture of a large penis and pelvis. He breaks it open only a few feet away. It makes terrifically loud noises that only serve to elevate her fear of the unknown. Once he has it removed from its shell he places it onto her torso until her body shakes. He moves it to her immobilized feet and places it on and between them. She finds herself gagging often, unable to swallow without great difficulty. The ice cock on her feet leaves her shivering and breathing as though she were standing outdoors naked in a winter storm. Unable to see what JR has next he places a vacuum tube on her clit and sucks it deep inside the tube. She cries out in fear and discomfort, coughing and gagging as she does so. JR takes out a flogger and begins striking her with it across the chest and torso, across her pussy even. With every strike she cries out in pain, tears running down her cheeks. She can't catch her breath --there is just too much going on at once. Sweat pours from her armpits and then abruptly he slams the Hitachi against her cunt, her clit still in its little prison. He leaves the vibrator positioned over her contained clit. Its action keeps her squirming and calling out continuously, racked with sensory overload....and then he begins to flog her again. Her breath is heaving and quick, drawing air back and forth over her out stretched and tied tongue, it becomes ever drier with each draw. When he leaves her it is over a cacophony of gags, coughs, screams and a vibrator whiling away against her imprisoned clit.

Bridget is again nude. JR has bound her into a predicament. Standing and bent at the waist so that her torso is parallel to the floor, he has wound a rope around her neck that holds her into that exact position. One rope goes from her neck to the ceiling while another goes from her neck to the floor --both pulled taunt so that should she lower or raise her neck at all she will choke herself. He has also tied one arm to her lower thigh at the wrist and pulled the other arm up behind her toward the ceiling. Her long hair has been tied off above her to the ceiling. She finds her body being pulled hard in two different directions with no way to ease the calling of either. Her face is red and angry from lack of air, from the pressure around her neck. She sniffs her nose to try and clear it and it ends up sounding like a fog horn. The rope around her neck doesn't allow for blood or fluids to drain easily so they build up in her sinuses. When she tries to speak it is raspy and forced. Swallowing is difficult. Standing becomes even more so. JR has her tell him how she feels right now, what the worst part of her situation is. Her neck, she tells him. "Its tight, and I have to focus on breathing". She sniffs again and it sounds full. She tells him she can't breathe. She coughs and once again purses her lips to blow through them in measured waves. He has her tell him about the last time she masturbated. What was going through her head before it started. How it unfolded all the way to the point of orgasm. Where she placed the toy on her body. She's confused by this, this type of conversation when she feels so adamantly desperate. She tries to tell him, having to stop repeatedly, shaking her head and muttering about how hard it is to concentrate. JR pushes her and she tells him about how she placed it close to the entrance of her vagina. How she was thinking she might get laid later. Two lines of perspiration are running from her up-raised armpit and falling down the side of her chest. She tells him how long it took for her to cum once that toy was near her clit. When he ask her how she would rate her situation in terms of discomfort she tells him 8.75. Immediately he strikes her with a single tail whip hard on the ass and ask her how she would rate that. "9.5", she tells him. Then mumbles something about, 'I can't move". He comes up behind her and stuffs the Hitachi hard against her cunt and ask her how she'd rate that. She tells him it would be a negative number. JR continues to ask her questions and she is unable to process them any longer. It feels so fucking good but comes with so much pain and discomfort. Every little move she makes just further cuts her sir supply. Between gulps for air she keeps mumbling how she can't move, the vibrator humming away like the machine that it is. She is completely exasperated, taxed, her body confounded by all that is happening to it at once. Her face hole forced to stay open, like a fish out of water, to take in air. She is heaving and at her end, the sound from her mouth constant now, only rising and falling with each breath. When JR takes it away she is exhausted. Her body completely spent as sweat drips from the tip of her nose.

When we find her last JR has left her naked and sitting atop The Wooden Horse for the exit interview. Her wrists are manacled behind her to the horse. Her ankles weighted with bowling balls. A hair tie to the ceiling keeps her back straight and her cunt dug into the A-frame of the horse. The electrical pads beneath her thighs are energized. Her body jerks and convulses to the waveform coursing through her body. Each time it hits her she finds her hair being pulled from up top. JR comes in and sits down in front of her, her body shaking, and starts the interview.

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Jessica
Posted: 03/16/2011

We start off interviewing Jessica and find out what brought her in today --why she felt like she needed to come Into The Attic. She’s a newbie with very little experience in being tied up. We discover she likes to be choked and her hair pulled during sex. Whether she likes girls. We find out what her first sexual experience was and how often she likes to masturbate. If she likes to suck cock and swallow. We find out she has a curiosity that needs satisfied.

Once that interview is out of the way JR has her stand up and begins tying her wrists and elbows together behind her back. Once she has been secured he has her get on her knees in front of Luther as he begins drilling screws into the base to hold him in place. She’s never seen Luther before and had no idea this was going to be something she needed to do. JR places a condom onto Luther’s shaft, a couple of inches down, and tells her she’ll need to push it the rest of the way with her face. Before she gets started he pours honey up and down Luther’s member –and then she’s off to the races. Immediately she pushes the condom down with her face hole to three inches before she gags, states “Wow, that thing is really wide”, and pulls away. She’s told to get right back on it and this time not to take her face hole off of it. She opens her jaw really wide and starts to flex it like she is some sort of Olympic athlete warming up for an event. And then she takes him in down to a full three inches. She face fucks him, she works her mouth hole back and forth, easily swallowing the girth of Luther’s member. She starts to face fuck him hard, working her hole back and forth with vigor. Quickly too. On each down stroke she is heard to make a deep, guttural sound as it fills her esophagus. She spits on it and takes him deep again. She clearly knows how to suck cock, with her articulated throat approach, the way she lets that shaft fall into her mouth and down the back of her mouth, the way she wiggles it once it is in to get just a few more centimeters out of it, the way she uses her tongue as a landing strip to guide it in. Her whole face is wet from cock sucking as JR starts to yell at her to keep it down as deep as possible. To gag on it and hold it there. When she does he has her tell Luther how much she likes sucking his cock. You can’t even understand her with that large member stuck in the largest opening of her head. And then he makes her tell him that she wished Luther was bigger, that more of his cock was stuck in her throat. She tries her best to be understood, but with that large cock stuck down there she isn’t going to be understood for awhile.

JR has stripped her naked and gagged her with a black ball gag. Her long, thick hair has been mounted above her head and tied up to the ceiling so that she is required to stand on her tip toes or pull her scalp off. Her arms are in a box tie. She has never been tied up like this before. Her large breasts have been wound with black duct tape creating circular stumps that jut out from her chest. She doesn’t know what to expect or how long she can be in this position. She wasn’t even sure if she was willing to be gagged when she came in. Her mascara still smears her face from sucking Luther as she hears JR walk in. He ask her whether or not she has ever had a whip used on her. Naturally, she tells him no. And then POP! Now she has. It doesn’t take her long before she finds herself dancing around in place trying her best to stay out of the way of the next strike. And her fear, her nervousness turns to anger. She gets pissed that this guy is doing this to her. She shoots him a searing look and then suddenly –POP! She dances around, she tells him no. He moves to her deformed breasts and starts addressing the nipples. She tries to get away from it but keeps finding herself unable to move. She has to stare at him while he whips her. He makes her tell him that it hurts. And then tell him when the last time she played with her clit. When she tells him this morning he grabs a vacuum tube and sucks her clit deep into it. She immediately freaks out. She begs for him to remove it. He moves to her nose, hooks it, and pulls her head up by her nostrils securing it in a jacked-up position. JR has her tell him how pretty she is as he moves around behind to tickle her. He digs into her sides with his fingers and she begins dancing and laughing in desperation. She doesn’t like it. JR gives her a choice between being whipped and tickled –she chooses to be tickled instead. So JR picks the whip back up and starts laying into her backside, her chest and her pussy.

Jessica finds herself naked and compromised. On her belly, she has a U-shaped bar over her upper back that her arms have been drawn over from behind her. Another bar, a T-bar, is mounted at the end of her legs. JR has drawn her legs up to it by her ankles so that her ankles, thighs and upper legs are completely off the ground. Her long hair has been tied back to the T-bar keeping her head up and visible. She finds the position demanding. She frequently has to catch her panic, check it. Suddenly The White Boy comes into frame, slowly, inching its way toward her face hole. When she sees it coming she does the right thing –she opens her mouth as wide as possible to accept it. And in it goes. It waste no time filling her face with fake cock, pumping her mouth hole back and forth. She’s scared JR will shove it all the way down and gag her. Maybe even make her throw up. She tries to bite it. He shoves it into her cheek and fills the soft tissue of her mouth with fake dick. He decides it must not taste right to her and walks around to her exposed genital and shoves it into her cunt. He fucks her pussy with it repeatedly. She acts like it is a huge cock. When JR feels it has marinated long enough he pulls it out. Returning to her front side he shoves it back down that hole in her face with lips and sends her gagging with worry and fear washed across her face. He pulls it out and tries to stick it up her nose. He wipes it across her forehead and in her eyes as she begs him not to face fuck her again. When he finally stops he takes his bare hand and spanks her ass cheeks until she grows red with anger. When he stops she is clearly pissed at him. She shoots him a searing look as she collects herself, her dignity. With her still glaring at him he toys with her face. He shoves The White Boy up to her mouth and makes her take it in again –in spite of her anger. Feeling indigent and humiliated, she does not want to suck it again and resists. But there is nowhere for her to go and ultimately she has to take the dead cock back into her face hole. To perform a service she really doesn’t want to do. He makes her tell him she is a little cock whore, how good it taste, how much she likes it as it fills her cheeks and she is degraded. When he is done using her face he lays The White Boy down in front of her. He then takes the whip and beats her until we see tears. Afterward, he leaves her in this position to deal with what just happened to her.

It has been a long and trying day for Jessica. To give her a rest JR decides to place her on a small table sitting Yoga style. With her legs crossed he ties them into that position. He then pulls her neck down toward her ankles and secures her that way, doubled over. He then ties her wrists behind her back before tying her hair up toward the ceiling. She is nude and completely unable to move. Her back slowly yielding to the constant strain of being doubled over and unmovable. She sits there for us, unaware of what, if anything, will happen next. It is taxing. She can’t raise or lower her head. She can’t lift or straighten her back. The look on her face, the way she keeps trying to find a position that works for her –it all tells you she is uncomfortable. When JR finally shows up he finds the panties she wore with her to the shoot. He looks in the crotch and finds a dark stain. He ask her about it. Why she thought that would be okay to wear into here. She can only tell him how disgusting she finds them. Folding the panties crotch first he shoves them into her face hole and tapes them in using clear packaging tape. He then makes her tell him how much more of a woman she feels like, how sexy she is. Unsatisfied with her inability to speak clearly he addresses her with a single tail whip only to be followed with more intense tickling.

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Abby Reid
Posted: 03/03/2011

It had been awhile since she’d been in and, honestly, I wasn’t sure we’d see her again.

Then...

Hey guys. It's Abby.
Was wondering if I could come back to your attic sometime soon...

I asked her why and if she did come back what type of things she would be interested in.

Well. I was thinking more toy play.
Maybe an enema, and I'd like to try that ass hook...
No suspending or electricity. ;-)
No more bags on my head.
I’d love to try the fucking machine.
Light flogging..
A little pussy and ass torture..

Abby is one of those girls who likes the idea of something but once that idea becomes reality it often doesn’t sit well with her. Like her enema. She’d never had one before and stated she didn’t really know what to expect. I suppose she failed to foresee the complete and utter humiliation that would wash over her when she released it in her very tight pants.

Let’s see what else she failed to foresee...

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