Stroke It - November 2009
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 Vogue has returned to The Attic ready for more pleasure and heavy on the pain. Let’s dig right in.
She starts off in a box tie, nude, bound securely to a small black rocker chair. Her legs are doubled back and belted. Then bound outward in order to expose her pussy to its maximum. Her labia is clamped and each clamp is tied off to her big toes. A clothespin is firmly attached to her clit. She’s ring gagged. As we watch her she seems to be concentrating on her breathing, her eyes are closed. After some time she’s de-gagged and I sit down and have a little conversation with her. Find out what she’s been up to. But we do have to get busy torturing her, so she’s re-gagged. When the electrical box comes out she smiles behind that gag. She’s a pain slut. The electric nipple clamps are put on her and turned up until she cries out with each breath. Until she’s panting. A small Hitachi is placed on her clothes pinned clit. Clothespins are added to her ear lobes and more are placed around her already clamped and electrified nipples. She’s really panting now. The Celebrator attacks her clamped clit next. Its terribly painful for her. She keeps crying out. And when I finally remove the clothespin she cries out even more when the blood rushes back into it. But I just keep vibbing it away. Then she finally seems to drift into another space. Her eyes close again. More electricity to her tits sends her screaming. Almost a panic. The big Hitachi comes on board now. At first she gargles out something about how that doesn’t even help. She cries out “Oh God!”. Her breathing is fast and labored. But she’s starting to like it now. She suddenly asks for permission to cum. When the orgasm is denied she literally screams over and over again. Like a maniac. After her outbursts she asks again for permission. Repeatedly. Denied. Denied. Denied. But she keeps asking, desperately asking. I make her a deal, if I can turn the electricity up just a little more she can cum. She doesn’t want to do it so I deny her. She screams again. Another outburst; long guttural screams. With the Hitachi still vibbing away she keeps asking and screaming. I stop. I go and get a water blaster full of cold water and hose her down. Water pours from her ring gagged mouth as it runs back out. She’s drenched now. Then it’s back to vibbing her. In no time she’s asking for permission again. Denied. She finally relents and asks for the electricity to be turned up. So I do. She screams from the depths of hell for several seconds. Then back to vibbing her. She starts to desperately beg for permission. Over and over. She wants it bad. When it is finally given to her she lets out a long winded scream of pleasure and pain like rarely heard in the annals of The Attic. And when it was over she literally begged to cum again. Like threw a fit. So I taped her eyes shut with clear tape and told her if she can look at the camera she can have another one.
Now we find Vogue nude and bound on her back to a small stool. Her legs are up and outward, tied off to the ceiling. Her crotch rope is tied to her head keeping it pulled up and her face visible. It’s time to stick some ginger in her ass and cunt. After peeling off the skin I parted her crotch rope and stuck it first in her ass and then in her cunt. Each piece was large and intrusive for its respective hole. Within seconds it seemed to affect her. You can’t stick ginger in somebody’s bum and cunt without caning them as well. It started with the feet, then moved to her ass once that ginger had time to warm her up. The strikes of the cane made her scream out. The rise of the welt was fast and angry. It made her pant quickly, labored. The second strike made her eject the ginger from her cunt. So it was returned to its hole and tied into place. Then the caning started again. After two quick strikes her hands get taped into fists after jacks were placed in her palms. More caning. Hard, brutal caning. At times the strikes come on quickly, before the last one has had time to stop burning. Sometimes she’s allowed a small reprieve between strikes. But each one is hard. Then the ruler is used. Each strike aimed right at her just formed welts. Then her calves are caned. She starts to shake a little. She’s caned in multiple places quickly. Then the flogger is used. Each blow again aimed at her last injuries. She yells out, “Oh God!”. The blows are quick and fast and she cries with each one. She works to control herself. Maintain composure. Now it’s the paddle. Each ass cheek is struck hard. She cries out in pain. Before she pushes out the last breath of discomfort the Hitachi finds her ginger penetrated cunt. It gives her a very short and temporary reprieve. She likes it and its obvious. But we must get back to work. She’s given a choice of which instrument to start with: The cane, the paddle, the flogger or the ruler. She considers it and meekly states, “the cane”. So we do. Three very hard, punishing strikes. Each one immediately changes her demeanor upon impact. The faces she made. The crying. The in human sounds. The shaking. Then she was asked which she wanted next. In a barely audible voice she ask for the flogger. It is immediately picked up and without hesitation she is struck hard on her ass. Then again two more times. She cries. Which is next, the paddle or the ruler? She opts for the paddle. Before she is even struck she’s shaking. The anticipation of it. I wait momentarily and then strike. And strike her hard. She cries out in a shrill that lasts some time. Her cloistered hands moving about in their bound positions. I tell her to let me know when she is ready for the next one. She meekly asks for it and it is immediately delivered. More extended crying and face making. When it subsides I have her ask for it again. Her ass cheeks are now swollen and bruised. Welts are obvious and red. And the next strike is aimed right at them. She’s a pain slut. The ruler’s turn finally comes up and its used to finish off her cheeks. When we are done she’s given the Hitachi. It doesn’t take long before she’s begging to cum. I mean desperately begging. But before she does she’s made to go thru all four implements of punishment again. After putting her thru another round of merciless ass beating she got vibbed off to the point where she was begging for permission to cum. She was made to ask you, The Viewer, for that permission.
Vogue is naked and sitting on her butt. Her feet are in stocks. Each toe of each foot is clamped and tied off in a different direction. She can’t move her feet an inch. Her elbows and wrists are bound together behind her back. She is ring gagged. I come out and suck one titty into a clear spherical cylinder until it turns purple. She giggles a little bit –but that quickly turns to labored breathing. Then I place a nipple clamp on the other titty which gets tied off to her stocks. It makes her cry out and mad. A rope goes around her neck and tied to the ceiling. It is time to cane her feet. The first strike makes her sound like a wild animal. A beast lurking in the shadows. It’s a crazed sound, the way she tempers the pain. She can’t move. The next strike comes on harder. She screams momentarily and collects herself. A thin cane is used to repeatedly strike the pad of her foot. It builds in intensity and so does her obvious discomfort. A crescendo is reached and she just can’t take it anymore. The cry is more desperate and crazed. It’s a scream and then a wash of slobber falls from her spider gagged face hole. Her breathing is very rapid now. Tears fall from her eyes. More clothespins are added to her ear lobes. It’s time to repeat the process on the other foot. The slobber from her mouth is constant now. I stop and flog her chest. I flog the nipple clamp off and then flog the nipple it was just on. She hates me. Her scream and deadly look told me she hates me. Snot tears and slobber come from the holes in her face. She’s really angry when I put that nipple clamp back on there. The noise that came from her was satanic. I cane her feet more. When she’s finally vibbed off I bring her right up to the orgasm and then remove it as it comes over her. That’s the way she is left.
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 Raven is back after her first visit which was cut short due to her becoming a little bit overwhelmed. Let’s try it again…
Things start off with Raven being bound, while fully clothed, to a wood pallet. There’s quite a bit of banter taking place between her and JR; we listen for awhile as she is being tied up. It doesn’t take long before her dress gets pulled up over her tits and her legs drawn up and outward –and the banter continues. She’s asked how she feels about being so spread open and exposed, after all, she’s a professional woman. Then her tits get pulled from her bra and clamped. A clothespin is placed on her clit. As a rope is being drawn around her neck she becomes visibly anxious. Her breathing has changed and she slowly moves her head side to side. That clothespin is starting to take effect. Her long curly hair is tied off above her. Her breathing has quickened. She audibly and frequently gasp, her chest rising and falling quicker and quicker. It is almost as though she’s found herself in heat. When the Hitachi touches that clothespinned clit she yells out. A ball gag is retrieved and buckled into her face hole. The gum she’s been chewing is smeared over her face. A candle that’s been burning in the corner is tipped over her exposed tits and thighs pouring hot wax all over her flesh. When it’s time to vib her off again the clothespin is removed and then placed back on her clit again. This pulls it away from her body and keeps it well exposed for the Celebrator to work over. She screams and pushes through her ball gag in desperation. But when the clothespin is removed she almost seems to scream equally as bad. Big Black comes out and is promptly stuffed in her cunt. She screams the whole time it is being inserted. And then she’s vibbed off while being pounded by BB. Within seconds she is begging for permission to cum. Screaming for permission. Crying out. It sounds like the delivery room of a maternity ward. When BB is pulled out of her cunt in one quick motion she ejects spray onto the floor. It is wiped on her face. Her nipples get tied off to the floor and the clothespin added back to her clit before finding the Hitachi attacking her cunt again. She begs with great desperation for permission. She grunts and screams and whines and cries with abandon. She curses. When the Hitachi gets pulled away she tells me how close she was between heaving sobs of tears. Big Black gets stuffed back in her cunt and the Celebrator starts working her clit over. When this scene was over the chick didn’t have a voice left.
Raven is now nude, save for her shoes, and standing in the middle of the room. Her arms are crossed and tied above her head. She has a rope gag and a head harness that keeps her skull pulled downward. Her legs are drawn and tied outward. A clothespin is attached to her clit again. After we watch her for several minutes nipple clamps are added to her predicament. Weights are added to the clamps. She squeals and screams when they are applied. The nipples are pulled down and the clamps swing like pendulums as the clothespin on her clit is vibbed off with the Hitachi. Her desperate screams for mercy go unheeded as she is relentlessly tortured on her clit.
We find Raven on her tip toes riding The Rail, nude, save for her shoes. A spreader bar keeps her legs separated. Her wrists are tied over her head and nipple clamps keep her leaning forward over the rail. They also make her scream out intermittently. A spider gag is added to her face hole. A dollop of honey is added to her tongue to insure copious amounts of drooling. Hot wax is poured over her breasts and directly onto her nipples. She’s left for awhile, to be watched. On my return I duct tape the Celebrator on the rail itself, just under her clit, so as she rides the rail she rides the Celebrator as well. It leaves her screaming in outright desperation. It leaves her panting and crying. She occasionally lets out a primordial scream, raising her legs up off the ground and digging her cunt into the vibrator and rail. She is distracted by a flogging of her torso. She is struck repeatedly on the chest and stomach, each strike she calls out in pain, grunting it out. She can’t get away from the strikes, her nipple clamps hold her in place, the Celebrator humming away. When the Hitachi joins in she is beside herself in desire. She moans out in pleasure. She actually cries. She begs and pleads for permission to cum. She sounds like a woman possessed, or being killed.
Raven is nude and lying on her back. Her legs are doubled back, tied off and drawn outward so as to expose her cunt. A crotch rope separates her pussy lips. Her arms are drawn out and away from her body. She’s just waiting for something. As we wait and watch it seems she grows more and more anxious, more in need, her breathing seems to become more labored and her desire more pungent. Finally Big Black shows back up. After the crotch rope is separated her pussy is promptly stuffed. She screams out during its penetration. It gets tied into place between her calls of desire. The clothespin returns and finds its way to her clit. Electrodes are added to her nipples and turned on. Another candle full of hot wax is poured onto her body, her breasts, her nipples. She screams and cries. It’s a desperate scream, a scream of need and want and pain. The Celebrator finds her clothespinned clit and jerks her off. She screams the whole entire time, pleading and needful. When the clothespin is removed she screams harder. She’s pleading with me. Desperate requests for something, anything. She just throws them out there between sobs. Does she really want me to stop? She’s flailing and throwing her arms about. She’s begging to cum. She’s given 10 seconds to do it and the countdown begins…
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 32 year old Magik has returned to The Attic for her 3rd visit.
Her day starts out in stocks hung from the ceiling in a way that insures she's very uncomfortable while in them. She is nude save for a pair of black hose and boots. We watch her for awhile, wearing the heavy stocks chained to the ceiling. We can see that she clearly is having trouble. The weight of the stocks keep her standing in a precarious fashion, not quite standing and unable to sit down. It is as though she is just a head. A head firmly secured --you can't even see a neck. After watching her for several minutes harsh, electrified nipple clamps are placed onto her breasts. Once the power gets turned on she starts to hop, gasp and open and close her fists locked in the stocks. Her breathing changes and she keeps her eyes closed. Her mouth is slightly ajar and she concentrates on her breathing. Her hose and panties are pulled down and a small egg vibrator is inserted into her cunt. Duct tape is used to keep her hair out of her face. She's worried. She looks like maybe she is reaching a limit. The cane comes out and begins to inflict blows upon her ass. She's made to tell us about her sexual fantasies with women before the electricity to her nipples is increased. Then she's flogged mercilessly on her back. She's at her very limit now. That's when the weights get hung from her nipples.
Magik is ready to walk the copper pole. Her elbows and wrists are tied together behind her. She is ball gagged and nude. She has an electrode attached to her asshole while the other electrode is attached to the copper pole. Now, anytime her pussy touches the copper pole she'll get a shock in cunt and ass. She's straddling the pole already when the electricity gets turned on. Her ankles are bound together. Before she starts her walk of fame nipple clamps are installed and tied off to the pole so she is forced to lean forward constantly. She's starting to shake and we haven't even gotten started yet. A nose hook is installed which totally confuses her. Humiliates her. She's then told to walk to the end of the copper pole. As she makes her way the pole begins to swing wildly, pitching back and forth, shocking her each time it hits her inner thighs and cunt. And as she travels down the pole it raises higher on the one end insuring that it will stay in constant contact with her cunt as she makes her way down the length. It doesn't take long before she lets out an, "Oh fuck". She trying hard to deal with that ball gag. Biting at it and trying to shove it from her mouth. She has to stop and collect herself, work on her breathing. Then she tries again, making a rush for the end of the pole to get it over with. But every time she tries to raise herself up, to get her cunt away from the pole, the nipple strings that are tied to it pull it up and keep the shock constant. It takes her several tries but finally she makes it to the end, where the pole is buried in her camel toe. That's when she's made to endure a flogging on her ass.
Magik is in a hogtie on the floor. Nude save for her boots. She's wearing a panel gag. We can see an open can of beets sitting nearby. She's told to do a 180 so that her pussy is in our face. The hogtie is rather strict so she needs time and a great deal of effort just to spin around. Once she finally does the can of beets is retrieved. After dropping several of them onto the floor in front of her cunt I proceed to shove them directly into her box. Once her pussy has been beet filled she's told to turn back around and make her way to the other side of the floor where a dog bowl awaits her. It is tough, exhausting work and requires a bit of time for her to accomplish. After several minutes she finally makes it, out of breath and dog-tired. She is immediately told to spin around so her pussy is backed up to the bowl. Her breathing is labored behind the panel gag as she tries to get herself into position. Once the bowl is sitting in place she's flogged on the pussy before being asked to blow those beets from her cunt into the dog bowl. She tries and we see the pussy pushing outward --but no beets. The Hitachi works it over for a bit to loosen things up. Surprise, one beet does make its way out but, ultimately, she had to have them dug out of her cunt. Dug out and placed into the dog bowl for her consumption. And consume them she did. She lapped up the beets from that bowl with enthusiasm --even licking the bowl afterward. You'd think she was a starved pig or something.
Finally, we find Magik nude on the Wooden Horse, bowling balls hanging from each ankle. Her wrists are pulled up and outward above her head. The horse is electrified so she gets a constant stream of electricity pulsing through her inner thighs. Then she is tortured with different vibrators until she begs for it to stop. Once she does she is then flogged on her torso as an alternative to the vibrators. When the flogging has come to a stop she appears to have been drained of all energy. She practically hangs from her wrists, looking lifeless and beaten down. The bowling balls swing slightly on her ankles. Her pussy is nestled right up against the electrodes. That's when the cane lights up her ass. She's desperate now. She's begs with her countenance for this to be over with, and then she's struck again. She's beginning to cry.
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 19 year old Lane is Into The Attic on her first visit in. She's dabbled in some bondage play before with a partner but she's never done anything more intense than that.
Things start off with Lane sitting in an old elementary school chair, fully dressed. We watch her awhile as she sits nervously. She doesn't really know what to expect as she sizes things up around her with a wary gaze. After a couple of minutes I come out to place a metal collar around her neck and manacles onto her wrists. Then, before leaving again, lock each wrist to its respective side of the collar and ball gag her. She sits and waits some more. After several more anxious minutes she gets addressed. She's told to stand up and remove her shoes. Then her pants are pulled down to reveal no panties. She is told to sit back down and keep her legs spread wide. She doesn't know if she should look at the camera, look away, stare straight ahead --she's anxious. I walk up and remove her ball gag which causes a flow of slobber to run down her chin. She's slightly embarrassed by this fact and takes a finger to wipe it away. It's time to get know little Lane. When asked her name she delivers it like a captured prisoner of war. Same for her age. Her voice so young sounding. I get up, walk to her and raise her blouse so we can see her tits as she answers the questions. She nervous, but my very next question seems to erase that altogether. When asked if she likes bondage she gets a smile on her face that lights up the room. We'll see how long that last.
Lane is still restricted in the manner previously described. She is getting on her knees in preparation for sucking Luther. She just told me how much she prides herself on her cock sucking skills. This should be good given she is so small. Her head is small. Her mouth isn't even very big. I place the condom right on the tip of Luther and tell her to go at it. She opens her mouth as big as possible and stuffs Luther in. It completely fills the circle her mouth makes and then some. When she reaches three inches deep her cheeks are puffed out like a ground squirrel getting ready for winter. The sides of her mouth are sort of folded back in on themselves. And she makes this deep, guttural gagging sound. Her eyes are closed. When she pulls back off of him she gasp, says, "damn", swallows hard and goes back at it. She pushes down hard on him again, managing 3.75 inches before she makes a sound that you sometimes hear just before someone throws up. She grimaces and pulls back fast, a trail of slobber reaching from the tip of Luther to her bottom lip. She goes back at it after another hard swallow, a tear starting to run down her left cheek now. She starts to work it, 2 inches then down to 3.5 inches, 2 inches back down to 3.5 inches, a wad of slobber and spit in a thick, heavy stream falls from her mouth as she massages the shaft with her face hole. I tell her to stop and hold it in her throat as deep as possible. She does but it distresses her greatly. Both eyes have tears falling from them now. She coughs and she is quickly warned not remove Luther in spite of this. The slobber is running incessantly now, without stopping it falls from around her mouth as she attempts to hold Luther deep. Copious amounts. I make her tell me her name while still holding it deep in her throat. She starts to gag incessantly as well. It's all she can do it keep it there. Her whole face looks like it wants to explode. That's when I start to flog her --YELLING at her to keep holding it. She's crying now. When she is finally allowed to pull back off of it she gasp, takes in a deep breath like she just popped up from below the surface of the water and then she's told to start sucking it again IMMEDAITELY. When she is allowed to stop sucking Luther she refuses. She actually tells me she thinks she can do a better job. She is allowed to try but ultimately, she is made to look at you, The Viewer, and apologize for being a disappointment.
We now find Lane in a strict hogtie resting on The Box, tits hanging over the end, in front of a large mirror where she can stare at herself. She is ring gagged. Occasional giggles come from her face hole. She's one of those girls who tends to laugh when something intense happens to her. After tying her big toes off to her chest harness I take a finger of honey and wipe it all over her ring gag. It doesn't take long before she's drooling without stop. A few minutes later a vibrator gets shoved in her exposed cunt and a nose hook pulls back her head even further. She's left a bit to look at herself in the mirror. Drool falls down her chin and from the roof of her mouth. The electricity gets turned on and she becomes more distressed. Where she stayed fairly still previously she now jerks and moves about in her bonds. She breathes differently, deeper, with sudden powerful gasps. She rocks in her bonds, she clearly is trying to deal with this situation. I start tickling her feet which sends her over the top. She can't get away and bursts out in laughter. I tickle her sides as well. The laughter and pain all make it a challenge for her as she struggles to catch her breath. I tell her to push the vibrator out of her pussy but she can't, the loud droning it makes is unaffected by it's depth in her cunt. The drool coursing from her face hole is unrelenting. When the Hitachi hits her cunt in concert with the internal vib she is pushed beyond measure. A symphony of sounds start from her face hole. Things like, "Oh god", "please!" interspersed with inaudible words and grunts and moans with the occasional scream thrown in. She's incoherent. She can't even answer questions at this point. Her nose hook is pulled so tight her row of front teeth are exposed, ring gag keeping her face hole open and wide. When the Celebrator hits that swollen clit you'd think I was cutting that mother fucker off instead of vibbing it. She screamed bloody murder as I made her look at herself in the mirror and tell me how much she likes it. When she's close to cumming I make her ask me to turn up the electricity before stuffing her cunt full of Big Black. The electricity has her jerking about on The Box as she gets severely fucked in her cunt. The Hitachi works her over as well. She has a lot going on now but I make her talk to me thru it. To tell me how deep and hard she's getting fucked in between her screams of...unfortunately for Lane, we're only half way thru.
Lane is now nude and in a strappado. Her wrists are pulled up high to the ceiling behind her back. Heavy weights are hanging from her labia. Her legs are widely separated. She is breathing hard in a game of mind control over the pain in her cunt. The Hitachi reaches between the weights and finds her clit. Her mouth drops open and she finds new strength. She makes it very clear the Hitachi makes her forget about those weights. So I stop and add some to her nipples as well. As soon as the Hitachi leaves her cunt she's in immediate pain again. She grimaces and moans loudly as I start clamping her nipples. Now she is weighted down on all her sensitive sexual parts. When the Hitachi finds her cunt again she's in another head space altogether. She can't stay still now. She pulls and tests her bonds. Every little movement causes her nipple and labia weights to shift and swing in the air. The sounds she makes now are a constant exhortation of anguish, pain and desire. Her face tells you constantly that she is in a fight for survival. Then suddenly one labia clamp falls off and she screams out in pain. No mercy is shown and the clamp and weight are reattached to the exact same spot. She is also installed with a ring gag. Her inability to stop moving sends the weights rocking in all directions. She's beginning to shake now, like she is cold. Shivering from the intensity of the situation. You can hear the weights rattle against one another. Her hands pulled up high behind her open and close, searching for something. The slobber, once again, flows like a river from her face hole. On her tip toes now, she's getting close.
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