Chelsea
Posted: 06/30/2011

It is a sunny, warm day here at The Attic. Chelsea is naked and shackled outside in the blazing sun on a wire frame bed. Her wrists are manacled to the bed above her head, her neck has a metal collar around it that is also shackled to the bed frame. She cannot raise her head. Finally, each ankle is shackled and spread far apart so that her sex is accessible, visible. As time passes she becomes more and more uncomfortable in the sun, her fair skin burns easily. The black ball gag buckled into her face hole keeps her quiet and adds another layer of discomfort to her. The warmer it gets the more she tries to free her wrists. She keeps looking at each one, trying to pull her hand free without a smidgen of success. JR finally shows up and kindly inquires about how hot is out here, how hot she is getting. He doesn't care, as he places a clear cylinder over her clit he starts telling her she needs a sun tan anyway. After peeling her camel toe and hood back he places the cylinder right over her clit and starts sucking it into the tube with a hand pump. She flinches a little a first but as it becomes drawn deeper and deeper into the cylinder she starts to cry out. We can see her naughty bit in there, too. It seems to draw deeper and deeper into it even after JR has left her. She has a renewed sense of wanting free now and struggles harder to do so. When JR returns he is carrying a fuck stick with The White Boy attached to the end. He mounts it in her cunt and then fastens it to the bed so it remains deep inside her. Once he is satisfied it isn't going to become dislodged he spends a little time tickling her. Starting at the soles of her feet he finally moves around to her armpits and down her sides. She tries to thrash about but she is so securely fastened to the bed frame she can do little more than cry out and beg --which she does. Tiring of that little game he goes back to her clit prison and starts to tug on it, thump it, twist it. Her sex is drawn deep inside and is becoming purple on the end. He tells her how fucked up it looks, like maybe she won't be able to use it anymore. He takes a Celebrator and runs it up and down the shaft of the cylinder -vibrating everything inside. She slams her eyes shut and turns her head as though it were pure misery. When he finally removes the cylinder her clit comes out slowly, with a strong, high-pitched sucking noise. It is deformed now, discolored, three times its usual size, swollen and sensitive. JR takes the Celebrator and places it directly onto it. Her whole body tenses, she rolls her head back and forth, she tries to raise her head but cannot. She simply has it lie there and endure it, whimpering and crying the whole time it takes place. Her legs and pelvis begin to shake as though she wants to cum, wants release. JR abruptly stops. He goes to fetch a pail of cold water, returns and then throws it onto her. She is completely doused, and unexpectedly at that. The face full of water makes it difficult to breath, She turns her ball gagged face to one side, coughs through the gag and a cup of water comes out. She can't seem to stop coughing now. Disgusted, JR walks over and removes the ball gag from her face hole. She is clearly relieved, mouthing like a fish out of water as she sucks in unencumbered oxygen. Leaving her ankles still manacled, he frees her neck and wrists. He then places them into stocks. Her wrists locked into the wood on each side of her neck, which is also locked into the wooden stocks. Once locked into the stocks he frees her ankles from the bed frame and then places a short, heavy chain between her ankle manacles. He then has her get up. It takes her awhile, she stupidly tries to figure out how while wearing the stocks and manacles. After about a minute of trying she finally succeeds. JR has placed a clear cage, lying on its side nearby, and orders her to make her way over to it and get inside. She has to take tiny steps to make her way over to it and then JR tells her to get down on the ground and back herself into it. The stocks she is wearing are wide and barely fit into the cage unless at an angle. Being the dumb cunt she is it takes her awhile to figure this out, to figure out how to even get herself into it. JR just keeps barking orders at her, to hurry the fuck up. Once she is finally inside the cage he comes over and shuts the lid, locks it and then raises it up on end with her inside. She freaks out, one moment horizontal and then suddenly she is vertical before she even found a comfortable position to reside in. JR, unhappy with where the cage resides in the shade, he moves it back out into the direct sunlight in view of the public. Being clear, not only is it a cage, now it is a hotbox. Poor Chelsea, not only is she locked in it now, but it also contains rotting fruit and what was left of the enema Layla released in it the month before. Sitting in the sun now, the temperature begins to rise inside exponentially. Too bad for Chelsea, JR headed out for awhile.

It is night now and JR has placed Chelsea into the hole beneath his house while he sleeps. She is nude. A short chain runs between the manacles of her ankles and another between her wrists. The metal collar around her neck is chained to a heavy wooden post. He left her a full litter box for her bathroom needs as well as a clear bowl of dirty water and a heavy bristle brush to clean herself with. He was adamant that she do both before he wakes to come back and get her. She has other plans, however. She spends her time trying to free her wrists, her ankles and her neck. She gets up in the tiny concrete space and tries to see what is around her, where she really is. She pulls on the chain connecting her neck to the post but is unable to free it. She tries to find something that might help her down there, a piece of metal, a key --anything. She does her best to try and pull her hands free, to get her neck loose but fails to make any headway at all. Frustrated and with resignation setting in, she sits down and picks up the three day old friend chicken breast he left down there for her. At first she picks it up and then drops it immediately. But hunger is taking its toll. She picks it up again and looks it over, wiping the dirt from it. She places it up to her mouth to eat it and then recoils, turning her head to one side and making a terrible face. She isn't sure she can do it. But she finally takes a bite, gags, coughs --pieces of it fly out and then she tries to swallow what was left in her mouth. She is utterly disgusted. She chews it, but makes a face as though she is going to throw it up at any second. She tries repeatedly to consume it but every time she is repelled to the point of gagging. She has to keep her hand over her mouth just to keep it down. Suddenly she can hear footsteps up above her and then finally making their way over to the opening of her hole. JR leans in and throws at her more chicken, except these are chicken bones he has already devoured. Before leaving again he warns her she better get herself cleaned up before he comes back in the morning. She lays the chicken down she has been trying to eat and reaches for the bristle brush lying in the container of dirty water. She cringes when she looks at it. She tentatively picks up the brush and places a finger into the water. She is appalled that she is being made to clean herself with such disgusting water, under such disgusting circumstances. She takes the brush from the water and starts to wipe her legs down with the heavy, stiff bristles of the brush. But instead of getting cleaner she seems to be making herself even dirtier. She scrubs her upper body, armpits and breasts. Wiping the filthy water all over her. The look on her face tells you she isn't happy about this chore. After brushing down as much of her body as she can sitting she stands to complete her orders. She uses the brush to "clean" her sex, the insides of her thighs, her ass and anus. Once she has cleaned every aspect of her naked body she is left wet and cold. Needing to pee, she pulls the already full litter box through some of the rotting food that was sitting down there, pulls it over to her and squats down over the stale and moldy turds already festering within it, moldy. She lets out a torrent of piss, loudly, and almost fills the litter box full. With nothing to wipe her cunt with afterward she pushes the litter box as far away from her as she can with one manacled foot. Unhappy about the urine still soaking her cunt and running down one leg she decides to take the filthy bristle brush and wipe her sex "clean". With nothing left to do she sits back down in the moisture she made in her hole from washing her body with the festering water and waits. She has no idea how long he plans to keep her down here.

When we find her next JR has placed her in the old out building. She is nude and sitting in a tall wooden chair that he has used zip ties to fasten her too. She is unable to move herself. He has also pulled a large, clear bag over head and down her neck. He then fastened a heavy, tall rubber collar around her neck to seal the bag around her head. The top of the bag is high over the top of her head and open. But also nearby is an IV stand with a full 5qt enema bag hanging from it. The tube leading off of it snakes inside the bag covering her head. By the way she keeps looking up through the bag to the top she seems to have a pretty good idea of what is about to happen next. She can breathe just fine right now, but she keeps looking around, like that might change at any moment. When JR finally shows up he makes it clear he has her in this position because he is feeling a little bored today, that she will be his entertainment. He immediately removes the clamp on the hose that has been keeping the water from filling the bag on her head. She begins to panic immediately. Her breathing changes, her chest heaves noticeably. She starts to worry. He gives her two choices, drink the water that is filling the bag as it gets to your mouth or simply hold your breath as long as you can and then drown. He has it on a very quick drip, a slow steady run if you will. It runs into the bag quickly and within moments it is already filling the bag to her chin. She just breathes faster and with a sense of panic and desperation on her face. She keeps looking up, looking to see how fast the water is coming into the bag. She gets increasingly worried by every second. She lets out cries and tries to shake the bag off but this only serves to slosh the water around her face and freak her out. It is up to her chin now, coming close to her bottom lip. In desperation she tries to keep her head turned upward to keep the water from getting in her mouth --after all, it is being dispensed from a well used enema bag. I guess she doesn't plan on trying to drink it for survival. At this point she has no choice but to keep her head up as the water level has risen above her mouth. After awhile, holding her head up all the time just becomes to tiring and she lowers it. This places her entire mouth below the surface of the water where she is forced to ingest some of it. Before long, however, even with her head up as high as she can get it, the water is now beginning to cover her nostrils as well. She lowers her head and starts to drink the water as fast as she can. But she waited too late, she cannot possibly drink the water now as fast as it is filling her bag. She starts to gasp, panic. She is scared, and the look on her face tells you that in no uncertain terms. It has become a matter of pure survival for her now. JR comes over to her and pulls the bag up which raises the water level completely over her head. It is time to see what she is made of.

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Zayda J
Posted: 06/23/2011

She is naked with a bag over her head. Affixed to a heavy wooden post with her legs doubled over and drawn up so that she is suspended off the floor. Her arms, her wrists are tied high above her head. She cannot lower her legs nor relieve the pressure upon her torso. The bag over her head allows no sensory perception away from her body. She has no idea what is in store for her. A phallic object in the shape of a hand on a pole sits nearby. Her chest heaves up and down, through the rope winding about her body, as she struggles to breathe. When JR appears he approaches her with a clear oval cylinder that he places on her sex. He pumps it up and her cunt quickly becomes sucked into the container, a prison, a pussy prison. She moans out from the discomfort. He leaves only to return with two more cylinders --one for each nipple. Once her entire areola and nipple have been sucked deep into the tubes he leaves her momentarily. When he comes back he focuses on discovering where she is most ticklish. Finding the bottom of her feet ripe territory, he moves up her sides and into her armpits --all of which she finds sensitive to the touch. He soon becomes tired of her screams and reaches for the hand on a fuck stick. He shoves it into her cunt and sets about fisting her sex to a cacophony of squishy, wet noises. He fists her with it repeatedly, and she wails each time it penetrates deep into her cunt. It is an all out fuck session for her. In and out, in and out, squish, wquish --it sounds as though someone is walking through soupy mud. Her cunt is under direct attack by a phallic object, a dead hand. Occasionally he stops the fucking and pulls out the hand so he can stroke her clit and rub it as though it were his hand, a real hand. Then he attacks her cunt again with this grotesquely --even absurdly-- shaped object. The hand makes love to her sex and then assaults it. She cries through the whole ordeal. When he finally tires of her suffering he leaves her hanging and still bagged. When he returns he carries a vibrator. Still sobbing, he places it directly on top of her clit. She screams out immediately, her chest heaves and she begins to squeal at a high pitch. Exasperated, she starts to sound as though she is pushing a child through the birth canal --then suddenly we hear her ask him if she can have permission to cum. The second she hears his permission given the birthing starts. She pushes hard in her pelvis to meet the Hitachi and her scream is also one giant push outward. She is cumming, still in her bag, in tremendous discomfort, but she is cumming.

Naked and chained against a brick wall she sits on the cold, wet concrete staring at a small vibrator just out of her reach. She has manacles on her wrists and ankles. A short chain from her steel collar connects her to the brick wall. She can't quit staring at that vibrator. She finally looks away and feigns disinterest, or perhaps it is simply resignation that she cannot reach it. JR knows that she is a very sexual girl who often cannot control her own hedonistic urges. This is why she finds herself chained against a wall, naked, with her best friend just a few inches from her grasp. She looks back at it again. Stares at it. It seems to be in her head now, the notion that she is going to try and get it. But she looks away again, covering her nude body best she can in the outside elements. Finally, she decides to go for it. Between her and the vibrator are a massive pile of wet and rotting leaves. She knows she has to lay her body over the leaves and extend it as far as possible, feet first, to even get close to where it sits. She positions herself and pushes her legs out over the wet leaves as they begin to stick to every surface of her exposed body. She has to pull against the chain attached to her collar to gain every inch of distance she needs to reach it. She tries hard to extend herself, coughing and choking at each attempt to gain that few inches she needs. Every try seems to end in failure. Until finally she manages to get a single toe on top of it, coughing and hacking as she tries to roll it closer to her. So extended, she finds that her toe is placing downward pressure on the vibrator which only keeps it help in place. She tries again, that need for fulfilling her selfish pleasure strong, and manages to roll it ever so slightly toward her. Excited, she knows she can get at it now. One further attempt is all she needs and suddenly she finds it in her hands. She waste no time wiping the filth off of it and placing it directly onto her clit. Quite happy with her procurement, she spends the next five minutes working her cunt over and into a frenzy. When she reaches her climax she blows several chunks of what appear to be fruit pieces out of her sex. When she pulls herself from the afterglow she reaches for one of the objects. After wiping the dirt stuck to it off onto her leg she eats it. Several more still lie right in front of her pussy where they were blown out from her orgasm, and each one she picks up, wipes the dirt free and consumes. She knows it will be awhile before someone comes around to fetch her.

Standing, with her legs spread far apart and secured she is in a strappado. JR knows this position is one she strongly dislikes. Her elbows are brought together and her wrists are tied and pulled up high to the ceiling. Her arms look like two parallel sticks jutting out of her back. She is forced to remain bent at the waist, her torso parallel to the floor below her. JR also knows that Zayda detests crotch ropes. She is wearing one now, weighted with a bowling ball that hangs in the air between her quartered legs. It is a position she personally hates and finds demanding. We hear her crying before we even see her. She is in almost constant motion as she attempts to find a way to assuage the discomfort she now finds herself in. Her wrists twist and turn continuously, she raises herself up for spaces of time to ease the pain in her back. She tries to adjust her feet but the rope around her ankles keeps everything in a painful place. The ball gag buckled deeply into her face hole keeps her drooling in long, wet streams that splatter when they hit the concrete floor below her. She tries to lower the bowling ball to the ground but the stretch to her arms simply will not allow that to happen. She cries in frustration. Another splatter of slobber can be heard hitting the ground. JR comes over to her, ignoring her cries, and proceeds to tie a rope into her long, black, curly hair. He ties the other end, pulling her head back sharply, and secures it to the rope running up from her wrists. This makes her have to hold her face up where she can be seen clearly. So we can watch her as she cries. It is all about endurance. JR simply wants her to suffer quietly in her bondage. For the contortion of her body to slowly drain her will away. For her sex to suffer along with her. After some time JR returns and places a Hitachi right against the rope that runs over her clit. Immediately she wails out in pain. He knows she doesn't like being forced to cum with a tight crotch rope and a heavy weight hanging from it. It is pure pain that becomes magnified by the orgasm he intends extract from her body. Her quiet sobbing has turned into an all out wailing. A shriek that makes one's ears want to bleed. It seems to go on forever as though she never runs out of air. Snot scampers from each nostril and over her ball gagged face hole before dripping off her chin. Tears run from each orbit and down her cheeks. When her eternal scream finally ends she struggles to suck in more air through her wet, slobbery, ball gagged face hole. JR pushes the Hitachi further into her cunt. She is strangely quiet and supremely focused --then another wail as earnest as the first starts up again. It is peppered with outbursts of pain and desire and deep sobbing. She isn't going to go anywhere until he procures what he needs from her situation --and then we hear her ask for that permission. She is about to learn what pain and discomfort really feel like.

The Wooden Horse. He has her on it, naked. To increase her discomfort he tied bowling balls to each of her ankles. Her neck and wrists are secured to a heavy wooden board which itself has been chained to the ceiling above her. She is clearly resigned to the fact she is stuck, because this is another case of hearing her cries before ever seeing her body. The sharp A-frame nature of The Horse keeps her cunt and asshole in a constant battle for comfort --or at least something less painful. Any movement of her wrists or neck causes the whole of the parts to move together, frustrating and confounding her. She looks down at her sex, at the sharp metal edge that digs into her cunt. For an instant she seems to forget her leg is weighted and raises it. The moment she does she feels a digging into her cunt and she lowers it immediately. But again, in doing so she only brought further discomfort to her prized pleasure zone. She continually searches for a way, ever so gingerly, to find a spot she can rest in. A spot that does not cause her so much grief and distress. She seems to try and free her hands, even her neck, but each movement, any movement, just aggravates her predicament. JR walks over to her and teases her clit out of its little hood. Once he has it between his Band-Aid-ed thumb and forefinger he places a clothespin on it. She screams bloody murder like a Middle-Eastern woman over the death of a loved one. He just turns and walks away as though there were no one in the room but him, as though the deafening scream occurring inches from his face were not happening at all. He just wants her to suffer. Finally, her scream descends into a guttural sobbing, an uncontrollable sobbing. It is another situation designed for endurance. Her position won't kill her, but it drains her life nonetheless. After awhile JR comes over and pulls on the clothespin, tugs it until she cries out in pain. But he continues because he intends to simply pull it off rather than unhook it. And that's what he does. It is excruciating for her, and the moment she feels the blood rush back into her hood she knows what pain is. But for Zayda, that is just the start of her ride on The Wooden Horse.

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Marley
Posted: 06/16/2011

Naked and in a box tie, Marley is lying on the floor. Ball gagged, an opaque bag has been pulled over her head and tied off around her neck. After several minutes of languishing there JR comes in and removes the bag. He orders her to get her ass high in the air. Armless, she struggles to complete the command. Once she has her ass in the air he inserts a proctoscope in her anus. He finds that her butthole is incredibly tight. He manages to get the tool only partially inserted due to how tight she is. He pulls the plunger of the proctoscope out and reaches for a pitcher of milk. He pours the milk into the scope and begins to fill her bum. Her bum is to tight that the milk refuses to draw down. He works it back and forth, twists it around to no avail. Frustrated, he removes the proctoscope and fetches an inflatable butt plug. He lubes it up and proceeds to stuff it into her ass. Again, it is so tight the plug will not even pass the sphincter. Even completely collapsed and worked in and out her ass is just too tight to get it in there. JR decides to try one more item, The White Boy. He places it at the opening of her butthole and starts to push it in. He twists and works it at the hole. But it is like pushing a dildo into a brick wall --it will not go. He orders her to lay on her back. He then wraps a rope at her knee and pulls her leg up toward her ear and ties it off. He moves to the other leg and ties it in the same way. Once her legs are bound he grabs a vaginal speculum and inserts it into her cunt. He makes certain to expand the speculum to its maximum. Now we can see deep into her sex. Given the speculum is clear we can even see the walls of her vagina. He then proceeds to place clothespins on her clit. He places tiny ones up and down her sex. He makes sure to grab the actual lips of her sex to place the clothespins on versus the vulva. She clearly does not like it and tries to move her leg to block him. Once he has a zipper of clothespins up and down her cunt he has her sit up. He removes her ball gag and replaces it with a giant ring gag. Her pussy has her attention though. She keeps shaking her foot to distract her from the pain between her legs. He then wraps a rubber hose around her neck to make sure every breath is a challenge for her. He then drops a dildo on the floor behind her and orders her to go and fetch it. With her pussy all clothes pinned, a speculum stuck up her cunt and no arms or hands she makes her way over to the dildo. It takes her some effort to get it and once she returns with it she falls down hard on her cunt and the speculum. JR picks up the dildo and starts to remove the clothespins and speculum. He makes her tell him how badly she wants to be fucked with that giant dildo. How sexy she feels. He can't understand her due to the ring gag but that really isn't the point. She really wants those clothespins removed. She winches in pain as JR removes them one by one, sometimes slowly and with a tug. She cries out at times and slams her eyes shut. Once that speculum is removed he sets in on fucking her hard and deep. She doesn't like it. It's too big. He doesn't care and instead tells her to tell him how good it feels. How she wants it to never stop. He pulls it out of her cunt and wipes it across her face. He tells her to stick her tongue out and clean it off. Then it is right back to fucking her. She squirms and moves about constantly. The dildo is just too uncomfortable for her. When he is done fucking her with it he tosses it across the floor and has her go to it so she can clean it off using only her mouth.

She is in the old out building now. JR has her nude and atop The Box. In the prone position, he has manacled her ankles apart and to The Box. Her elbows have been brought together behind her back and tied. Her wrists are tied together as well. A long rope connects her wrists to the ceiling above her. It forces her to stay down on the box --where the large copper pads reside. To further insure she does not raise her upper body from The Box an anchor has been tied to her neck. An ass hook has been inserted into her rectum and a weight hangs from the rope tied to it. JR knows electricity is the one thing that makes her panic. After a few minutes of watching her he grabs a stool and sits down next to her. He ask her what the worse part of her situation is. She tells him her ass. He picks up the box that will deliver the electricity to the copper pads she is lying atop. He finds the setting called "Torment" and sets it to that. He knows it will deliver a random shock. It could be lite shock or one that lasts for awhile with great intensity --you just don't know. It is random and could happen at any time. It is this uncertainty that freaks her out. Then BOOM. She is getting shocked. She cries out and tries to lift herself off of The Box. Then it is over. Just a quick one this time. But it is the random nature of the shock that so distresses her. She never knows when it will happen and for how long or with how much intensity. After several shocks she starts to become mentally unstable. Her breathing is like that of a marathon runner. She is reaching the point where she feels like she can't go on. JR tells her he has to leave for about a half an hour. He tells her she should be okay while he is gone. She freaks and pleads with him not to leave. She is crying as he walks out the door. His last statement to her is a reminder that she not wake the neighbors up.

She is decked out in latex. Stockings, a latex shirt, gloves and heels. She is shined up and looking hot. A rope around her neck is tied off to the ceiling. Her wrists have also been tied up to the ceiling. JR wants to make sure she gets taken out of her headspace. She has no idea what is in store for her. He walks behind her and unleashes the single-tail whip on her backside. She immediately reacts, trying to get herself out of the way. The rope around her neck insures she chokes herself if she moves to far. Each strike of the whip creates a sharp, cracking sound. He whips her relentlessly. He doesn't take a break or give her a moment to collect herself. He maintains the same rhythm, even striking her repeatedly in the same spot. She is constantly in motion. Spinning and moving at all cost. He just strikes whatever body part she finds herself presenting to him. The non-stop nature of the whipping starts to make her angry. But in spite of being angry she finds herself crying instead. And still, he just keeps whipping her. He walks around her, taunting her. Then he lays in with another wave of non-stop whipping --her chest, her belly, her tits and even her armpits. She tries to raise a leg to block the strikes but has no success. Then just as suddenly as it started it stops. JR has a vibrator in his hands now as he approaches her. Once it hits her cunt it has an immediate effect on her. She starts to get lost in the feeling and pushes her hips out to meet it. She starts to moan and breathe in a way that tells you she is close. Then she asks him for permission to cum. He gives it to her and just as she starts to tear it off he pulls the Hitachi away and tells her "too bad" as he walks out of the room.

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Sammi
Posted: 06/09/2011

JR has placed Sammi in a cage nude and hungry. Before doing so he doubled her arms over and bound them. Now she tries to get at the food she has been given in a dog bowl, soup. She received soup because JR knows she has a strong aversion to that type of food. She doesn't want it but she knows she had better eat it. She tries to reach it where it sits on top of the cage near where her head pokes out at the top. Her doubled over arms give her limited movement. She tries to reach into the bowl but it is too tall for her to get her hand inside to pull the soup noodles out. Eventually, she catches the bowl by the rim and is able to pick it up and get it inside the cage with her. Once she has it in her lap she pulls a single noodle from the bowl and tries to eat it. Immediately she gags as though she'd swallowed a maggot. She turns her head and with her other bound arm scoots the calf bottle full of dirty water toward her and starts to suckle it, intent on washing down that single noodle. She fishes another noodle from the bowl and gags on it the moment she gets it into her mouth. She manages to get the soup bowl back out of the cage and sat down before coughing up everything she ate that day. She sucks hard on the calf bottle again to wash it down with the dirty water. After the third attempt JR comes in, unlocks the cage, and makes her get out. She struggles off balance, armless to remove herself as JR questions her about her dancing skills. She looks at him with horror first and them humiliation as he tells her he wants to see her latest dance moves performed for The Little Man. She stands there a moment aghast before awkwardly picking up a leg and then dropping it to the ground as though that were a "move". She stands there a moment inelegantly, wipes her hair with her frog arms and then tells JR she isn't a very good dancer --especially without music. He tells her to invent a song and then she moves her naked body a bit back and forth, self-consciously, before finally deciding to dance like a common stripper. After a few discomfited moves JR reminds her that the dance isn't for him, it is for the little guy next to her, Little Man. He then throws a pair of stiletto heels onto the stage and tells her to put those on before continuing. It is a bit of an awkward challenge for her given she has little use of her arms. Once heeled she moves over to The Little Man and bends at the waist to place her ass in his face. Then she slides down him that way, keeping her cheeks up against his body. She lap dances him before squatting and taking the dildo on his head into her mouth. She sucks it, she deep throats it, she licks it and then squats over it. She sits down on the dildo and takes it almost to the hilt in her cunt. While she fucks his dildo head JR makes her tell him how good it feels. "It feels so good", "You're so big". She gasp and pants before rubbing her large breasts together. Her mouth drops open and her eyes close. She humps his cock until her thighs grow weak. Her gratuitous breasts shake and jiggle as the humping grows with intensity. Soon she starts to build to an orgasm and then tears it off right on his skull as she continues to vigorously fuck his head.

Sammi is in an old office chair from the 40s. Her legs are stretched out between the arms of the chair. She is gagged with a black ball gag that she can barely breath around, it is almost too big for her face hole. Her legs are drawn forward and splayed out to either side and tied securely. Her arms are at her sides and then bound to the chair. Her torso has been secured as well, from each shoulder blade to around her neck, she is fastened to the chair she sits in. Her sex is exposed. She works the gag in her mouth, trying to assuage its condition, her own face hole. JR comes in and sucks her pussy, her sex into a vaginal pump and captures her cunt into it. Her entire sex fills the container as he unhooks it and backs away. After several minutes of extreme pussy suction he fetches clothespins and starts to place them up and down her vulva after removing the suction. She is the type of girl who has a strong, defined camel toe, so he places the clothespins all around her vulva. She endures the treatment, she closes her eyes as he places the clothespins around her cunt. With the last two he clamps her nipples. JR returns with Big Black and ask her if she has ever had a dildo that big in her sex. She tells him no and he immediately stuffs it into her cunt. He shoves it as deep as he possibly can before returning with the Eroscillator. Once her pussy is sufficiently stuffed he works her clit over with the vib. She seems distracted, like this shouldn't be happening to her. Her toes bend inward and she kicks herself outward. JR stops and disappears for a moment. He comes back and removes her stuffing only to wipe it across her face. Once her skin is rehydrated from her own juice he removes her clothespins one by one. She winches with each removal, slobber finds its way out from around her ball gag. Indentations are left on her sex up and down her vuval. She is horrified by the objectification. Her entire cunt is exposed as well as her shame about her sex. JR returns with a giant, clear speculum, one far too big for her opening, but he inserts it anyway. After shoving it to the base he expands it until he can see the structures inside her sex. He then brings the Hitachi to bear on her clit. She grunts and moans and even whimpers a bit. JR ask her if she likes it. She tells him. Soon the sounds coming from her are breathy and needful. Her breathing accelerates and then suddenly she shoots a stream of spray from her speculum-ed cunt leaving her sitting in a pool of her own cunt juice.

We now find Sammi in the old out building. Naked save for a chest harness that protrudes her 30E breasts and a very tight crotch rope. Her wrists are bound together and pulled up high over her head and tied off. One leg is doubled back and tied off to her chest harness leaving her with a single leg to stand on. A heavy weight hangs from her big toe and swings wildly in the air. A large black ball gag is tightly strapped into her face hole. JR comes in and without saying a word lays into her creamy white flesh with a single-tail whip. Each strike makes a sharp crack when it meets her skin. Each strike leaves her recoiling in fear and pain. Fluid builds in her mouth and seeps around her ball gag, a stream of snot makes its way from one of her nostrils. He has her spin in a slow circle so he can whip her like a spinning top. He strikes her ass cheeks, her hips, her belly, her chest, her thighs, her cunt. Nothing is safe. He whips her continuously for a full 10 minutes before stopping. She starts to break, to look more and more desperate. She is disheveled. Her entire body is red and welted, the fair skin breaking as soon as it is struck. Her face is red and wet and full of fear. He makes her spin around again, slowly, so he can observe her markings. When he finally finishes he walks away only to hear her call out to him, "May I please have an orgasm?" He turns around and asks her if she thought that was worth her being allowed to have an orgasm. She shakes her head up and down with tears welling in her eyes. He comes back over to her and whips her again hard for several minutes straight. When he finishes he leaves to fetch a vibrator. When he comes back he shoves it hard against her clit through her crotch rope. She responds immediately. She groans into it and shoves her crotch out to meet it. Her breath is quick and halting and then she ask him in a mumbled voice, through the gag, if she can have an orgasm. He can't understand her so he has her repeat it again and again. He makes her stare right at you, The Viewer, and ask for that permission. Sweat drips from each armpit and her breasts are wet from slobber falling out of her gagged face hole. She gets the permission she has been desiring and immediately pulls off a massive orgasm. Before she has had a moment to recover JR hops up and starts in on whipping her again with the single-tail. She is learning that anything pleasurable comes at a high cost.

Still in the out building Sammi is naked and bound in a yoga position atop a dirty mattress. In a box tie, her legs are crossed and bound before being bound to her neck. This keeps her body completely bent and doubled over. A gag is buckled into her face hole. JR had ordered a pizza earlier and when the delivery boy showed up he asked him if he wanted to fuck the girl he has out back. Being a young guy in a dead end job he was all for it. JR lets him into the room where Sammi is bound and he walks right over to her. He flips her over onto her back, unzips his pants and enters her just like that. In no time she is being pounded by a pizza delivery guy she never met as she moans and grunts through her gag in protest. He lays over her bound body and stares her straight in the face as he takes her sex from her. After several minutes of hard pounding he pulls out, walks over to her head and jerks his dick off in her face. In seconds he spews a load all over her gagged mouth, eye and hair. After putting his dick back in his pants he tells her, "thanks, bitch", and walks off and leaves her. So does everyone else.

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Morgan
Posted: 06/02/2011

She is naked and shackled to the spider chair, a ball gag buckled into her mouth. He has her in the darkness of The Attic. Her neck has a metal collar around it and a chain running to the ceiling. She is squarely attached to the heavy chair. She keeps looking around, trying to get a feel for her surroundings. A family of baby birds can be heard screaming loudly off to one corner. JR comes in with a large, clear plastic bag. When she realizes he is about to pull it over her head she starts to panic. She tries to move away from the bag but she is caught. Once he has it completely pulled down over her head he ties it off with a leather cord. She starts to whine and a sense of terror creeps into the sounds she makes. It is warm in the attic and she starts to sweat inside the bag. Her glasses are foggy and moisture drips down her face. When the oxygen becomes so thin she gasp for breath he unties the cord sealing the bag around her neck. She sucks in air deeply, her relief unmistakable. But he doesn't give her any time at all to enjoy the new found fresh air. He simply pulls the bag back down over her head just as soon as he removed it. He fucks with her. Teasing her, giving it to her and then taking it away before she can get satisfaction. When he brings out the Hitachi and places it onto her cunt her demeanor completely changes. She sounds like she just ran a 400 yard race as fast as she could. Her head seems to convulse. JR lets her know she needs to ask permission before cumming. Immediately she does. Her eyes seem to roll back in her head, she can barely get the question out between gasps for air that she can't keep up with. He makes her repeat it several times. Beg for it. Copious amounts of slobber pool around her ball gag and fall down her face, caught in the bag. When he gives her permission she starts to hyperventilate. Her face distorts and her eyes disappear. Her orgasm seems to last forever. When she is spent he pulls the bag back over her head, ties it off and leaves her.

She told him that she likes a good whipping. So he strips her naked and places her in a modified strappado in the old out building. He has hung a pair of stiletto heels from her nipples. The ball gag strapped in her face hole keeps her dripping saliva all over the floor beneath her. Her arms jacked up so high behind her insures that she stays leaning forward and on her tip toes --not to mention the hook in her ass. JR comes out with a single-tail whip to address her. He doesn't waste any time laying the leather of that whip against her fair skin. It shows the angry red welts immediately. He strikes her across the bum, the thighs, her lower legs, her hips. Then he stops and decides to check and see if she is ticklish. She is. He digs his fingers into her arm pits and down her sides. One moment she was crying out in screams and now she finds herself crying out in laughter. Well, if she thinks it is so funny then he'll just whip her for it. Her temperament changes gears again and now things aren't so funny anymore. She is doing the pain dance. Strikes across her lower thighs cause her to lift that leg up to shake off the pain. This has her doing something akin to a two step dance on her tip toes. The stiletto heels swing furiously off her titties as she moves around. He whips her repeatedly, each strike cracks in the air when it lands on her flesh. They make her scream out. After several minutes of relentless whipping and the sound of her screams he stops and pushes the Hitachi onto her cunt. He orders her to spread her legs like a whore. She can't seem to stop crying, to stop convulsing. She tries to speak but the ball gag is stuffed too far in her mouth. Instead of words coming out streams of slobber do instead. She tries again to ask but can only manage the word please. JR lets her know he can't understand her, she'll need to enunciate her words if she wants to be understood. Thick wads of saliva, bubbles of slobber fall from her face hole before she manages to get out her question. He gives her permission and she tears off a massive orgasm. Before she has even had a chance to finish it he pulls the Hitachi away and starts in on her backside with the whip. She'll have to pay for that small amount of satisfaction she received.

Back in the old out building JR has her kneeling down on her knees. Her neck is manacled and chained down to a hook in the floor. Her wrists are also manacled and locked to the same hook. This forces her to keep her ass in the air and her head down low. An IV stand is nearby with a 5qt. enema bag hanging off of it. It is completely full. JR walks in and moves the stand closer to her behind. He ask her if she has ever had an enema before. She tells him no. He sticks the nozzle in her ass and starts the water flowing. He has it set for a leisurely release. He wants her to fill up slowly as he has another task for her to do while she fills up. Within a couple of minutes she starts to have cramps. She moans out in discomfort, her intestines seizing up. He makes her push through it. He fetches a cherry pie he baked this morning and places it next to her face. He lets her know that she needs to eat that whole pie while receiving the remainder of the enema. She moans in a wave of cramps as she puts her face down into the pie. Unable to use her hands she has to eat it using only her face. It doesn't take long before her face is covered in red pie. Her glasses have goops of it hanging from them. It looks like she has been shot in the face. At times she cries as she eats it, trying to swallow something that just wants to come back out at the other end. At other times she stops and breaks down, unable to continue until the wave of cramps subside --and still the water continues to fill her bum. She puts her face back into the pie again and comes back out with crust and cherry juice covering her face and hair. It demoralizes her and she breaks down in a little cry fest. She tells JR that she really needs to shit. That she can't put any more pie inside her. But JR tells her to eat more, eat more and then you can release her bowels. When he is satisfied with her he stops the flow of water and removes the nozzle from her asshole. He brings a bucket around and places it below her ass. She ask him for permission to release and he gives it to her. She is timid at first, she feels the humiliation. Then a jet stream of water comes flying out of her ass like a spigot. It completely misses the bucket before JR can move it into a better position. She blows another stream of water from her ass followed by unusually greasy and loud farts. He orders her to eat more of the pie as she is releasing the enema. More wet, loud farts come out. Then a spray of brown mass comes forth and lands behind her just beyond the bucket. The smell now permeates the room. She is utterly humiliated.

JR is done with her for the day and decides to place her down into the hole beneath his house. Naked, he places a collar around her neck and marches her down into the dark, dank space. There he places a chain on her collar and secures the other end to a post. He manacles her wrists together before leaving her for the night. She tries to explore her space. She sees that he has left her a banana and a litter box as well as a bowl of dog food. She tries to remove the locks to her manacles but she only serves to frustrate herself. After fetching the banana and eating it she decides she needs to use the litter box. She takes a moment to stand and then slowly makes her way over to where it sits. It is a little too far from her and she needs to use a foot to drag it in closer. Once she does she squats over it and does her business. She'll be here awhile.

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