Vogue
22 year old Vogue is Into The Attic on her first visit. And what a visit it was. Let's dig in. We first find Vogue fully dressed, bent at the waist and her neck, with a steel collar around it, attached to a wooden post in the floor. She's also tied in a strappado and has a large spider gag tightly strapped into her face hole. We watch her awhile, standing there, attempting to gain some sort of comfort. She starts being questioned. About her position, what she thinks about it. She tries to tell me but I can't understand her. After making her repeat her answer several times I gave up. I ended up removing that gag so we could actually have an understandable conversation. Like how often she masturbates, whether she prefers boys over girls, her first sexual encounter, does she like sucking cock (Oh Yes!), when was her first BDSM experience, etc. During this conversation I grabbed an ankle, wrapped rope around it and pulled the leg up off the ground and tied it to the ceiling. Then I grabbed the other ankle, wrapped rope around it as well and pulled it up to the ceiling, suspending her while her neck is still attached to the wooden post. Once I had her up I started to cane the bottom of her foot. It required at least seven strict cane strokes before she even had a reaction. But once she did, her eyes would sort of roll back in her head each time she accepted the strike. After caning her foot she gets two pound weights hung off her little titties. Once those were in place I grabbed the Hitachi and vibbed her off. Cleary, the pain and discomfort coupled with the Hitachi was sending Vogue far into The Pleasure Doom. It didn't take long for her to ask for permission to cum. And when she did, I denied her. Instead, I told her to ask me to place a bag over her head instead. So right away, she asked for that bag. When I asked her what the bag was for she told me, "So I can cum". And I put it right on her. Pulled it right over her head and sealed it with tape around her neck. Punching a few small air holes near her mouth we watched her gasp inside as she was vibbed off. We see her in there, the bag all pressed against her face, disfiguring it. We hear her breathing, we can actually tell from her breathing she likes this, this crazy breath control coupled with an intense vibrator on her cunt. I hear her ask for permission to cum and she's denied. We need to watch her further, breathing, looking through the bag full of condensation. She asks again and again she's denied. She grunts, she starts to whine and make noise; this typically calm collected female. It is obvious from the noise she's just now starting find herself somewhat needy, desperate even. She doesn't like being denied,,,or does she. Oops, she's gasping for breath in there. Did she just ask again? For permission to cum? Yes, she did. So I made her admit she was a cock tease, that she was used to getting everything she wanted and that she enjoyed demeaning men. Then I denied her orgasm, again. Instead, I had her ask me to wipe her pussy juice on her face. After wiping it on there, on the bag over her head, she literally tried to suck it through the bag into her mouth. At least, until the Hitachi sidetracked her. It didn't take long for her to ask again for permission to cum. This time I gave it to her. And when it came over her she became possessed. Her legs grew wide in her suspension, neck still affixed to the wooden post, her guttural scream built from somewhere down deep and then began to emerge, to overflow her lung capacity. She flailed and pulled from somewhere that wasn't apparent previously. Some new strength she didn't comprehend before. She came. And when she did I was immediately reminded of one of those distraught Middle Eastern women, wailing at the wall. Her bag expanding and collapsing, her mouth fully open in an attempt to gain the maximum air supply --she's fucking screaming in there. And then I punished her, for having such a good orgasm. For enjoying it. Next we find Vogue being affixed to The Bang Bike. The only thing left to do is get her ass hook tied off to the last strand of hair left on her head --but we managed. We managed to get it cinched in there real fucking tight. Then her neck got tied off to the ceiling, just to make certain that every breath was a struggle. She's nude save for her boots, socks and hose. I pull out the cane to work her ass over. And when that first strike hits her, she doesn't make a sound for the first several seconds, and then she sucks in air, deeply. She makes a small noise, one that lets you know she's dealing with it. And then another strike happens. In no time at all both strikes are obvious, red, raised, and, well, left some serious marks. I grabbed the flogger and flog the exact same spots, repeatedly, and then make her tell me how good the ass hook feels. She's a pretty girl, and we make this pretty girl tell us how much she likes this. How much she likes being beaten and in bondage. How wet her pussy is. How strongly we can smell her cunt. And then she gets struck again. Struck as hard....and then attach electrodes to her nipples. I crank the power up, right up to a three, the area where most girls cannot take it. But Vogue sucks it up, and then I start to flog her ass, to distract her. The intensity of the blows become overpowering...she's dealing with a lot. I continue to flog her. She just sucks in the air deep and screams. So I gag her. I ball gag her and strap it in tightly. Bondage tight. Then I make her tell me how much she likes it as I strike her even harder. She cries. She likes. She screams loudly and begs for mercy. That's when I stuff that Vaginal Stim in her cunt. Make her tell me how it feels. About how she doesn't yet know what the fuck to think about it --and then I flog her ass relentlessly. Without mercy. And then I cram an ass hole electrode in her butt, in spite of her ass hook. It just seemed like the right thing to do, to give her extra discomfort in the bung hole. Then I began to flog her even harder, with greater intensity. Until she started to scream. Until there was this bubbling of saliva just at the bottom of her black ball gag, percolating for release. That's when I hooded her. That's when I placed the latex breath hood over her. And immediately we see the latex collapse over her features, her face. Closing off her airway. But she handled it, she sucked it in, she drew breath in spite of no breath being there. And as she was being vibbed off I heard her make out a request to cum. But I told her to ask me to cane her instead, to strike her ass. And I did. Hard. And after that strike we hear the sound of air trying to make its way past the collapsed latex, the little breath hole flatly lying across her face because she's trying to draw the breath in too quickly from the strike, making a high pitched squeaking noise. She snickers, to break the silence, to break the tension in the air, and then I strike her again, because I don't care about that tension. Its good. When that Hitachi finally reaches her cunt she's a changed person. All cares dissolve. She emits a sound that resonates with all that is calm and pleasant. She hums, she purrs. No doubt is left in your mind. And then we hear her ask for permission to cum, through the ball gag, through the latex breath hood. And we also hear the sound of the flogger striking her back....Vogue is only just starting this scene... Now we find Vogue getting to know Luther. She's tied with her elbows behind her back and her wrists tied in front of her. I placed the condom right on the end of Luther and had her get it on there the rest of the way. And she did. There was no problem with her pushing it down with her lips and mouth as she easily took in four inches. In fact, she just went ahead and mouth fucked those four inches for a bit. Clearly this girl likes to suck cock. Likes the feeling of that big knob rubbing against the back of her throat. She works that. We can see her pressing down hard to get Luther further into her esophagus. Then suddenly she was getting 4, then 5 then six inches into her head. I think we all stood in amazement for a second. This was totally unexpected. Then she started to vigorously face fuck Luther getting 4 - 5 inches down each stroke. Crazy like. Long streams of slobber falling off Luther in thick strands. Then she like just starts fucking that last 4 - 6 inches, hard. Wow. That's when I started flogging her back as she blew Luther. Hard. Yelling at her to keep doing it. Not to take Luther out of her mouth. Face fuck it as hard as you can. And she did. Like her jaw came unhinged and she fucked that cock like no time we've ever seen before. And I'm yelling at her the whole time to fuck it harder. To tell me she's earning her paycheck without stopping what she's doing. Then flog her even harder. And when she was done blowing Luther, when I told her she was done, I had her bend on over and lick up all of her drool and slobber off the floor at her feet, beneath Luther. She didn't want to do it because there was so much of it. But she did... Finally we find Vogue, boots and hose on and naked otherwise, sitting atop The Wooden Horse. Each ankle is tied outward. Her elbows are bound behind her back. Her wrists are tied outward and up to the ceiling. She has rope around her neck also tied to the ceiling. She's in a tough position for this ride. Her nipples get clamped and then tied off to the horse. A dental gag has been inserted in her face hole and set at its widest point. She can hardly move without causing herself great discomfort. And she's about to get more since The Wooden Horse has been electrified. As the power gets turned up to her thighs and pussy her eyes begin to roll back in her head. She starts uttering senseless sounds. She screams at one point. I place the Hitachi on her box for a moment and she literally sounds as though she's birthing a child. She immediately asks for permission to cum. I stop to place a large amount of honey into her open mouth. The power gets turned up even higher and she screams. She tries to contain herself switching from screaming to crying to laughing. She inadvertently pulls a nipple clamp off and I rub her nipple hard to make sure it hurts like a MF. Drool and slobber running from her open maw like a little rushing river. She's wailing. I make her tell me how dirty she is. What a dirty little slut she is in between her screams for mercy. She keeps begging to have an orgasm and she keeps getting denied. I make her tell me to remove that other nipple clamp and to rub her nipple when I remove it. She doesn't want too. Her strictly opened mouth trying to make out the sentence between gasps for air and moaning like a death has occurred in the family. I make her ask me to flog her chest. And I do so. Hard. When that Hitachi finally hits that cunt again she can't hold it. She begs for it and finally is told to just get it out. To get that bad shit out of her. And when her orgasm comes on she literally yells for a full minute in length. It goes on and on and on. Her contorted slobbering body sitting high upon The Wooden Horse as she expels that dirty orgasm from her loins. Her eyes clearly have rolled back into her head. She's gone at this point. She went somewhere but she's not here anymore..
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