Marina
22 year old Marina is Into The Attic on her eighth visit. If you like your bondage with lots of crying, humiliation and suffering this shoot is for you. Things start out for Marina with a rope around her neck and standing in the center of the room wearing all of her clothes -a very tight pair of jeans, heels and a blouse. She has a small table next to her with two sizes of butt plugs. I have a little chat with her to discover why she wears her jeans so goddamn tight. After her smart-ass remark she's told to pull her pants down and reach for the plugs sitting on the small table just barely, if she chokes herself a little bit, just barely within reach. She's told to shove the big one in her cunt and the other one into her asshole --then pull her pants back up. That's when I grope her. Grope her buttocks right where that butt plug is and feel her up real hard. I mean, that's what someone wants when they wear jeans that tight, right? The distressed look on her face, the occasionally low grade moans and mindless shaking of her hands lets you know she really finds that butt plug heavingly uncomfortable. I give her a ball gag and tell her to gag herself, to buckle it in real tight. A flogger gets taken to her ass through her impossibly tight jeans. She's whipped and alternately groped right on her butt plug. That tight ass felt up. She's mad and uncomfortable all at the same time. Now we find Marina naked and on her knees, legs doubled back, calves bound to her upper thighs, little grains of rice spread about on the floor around her. She's locked at the neck to a pole which holds her in place. Her wrists manacled behind her. After we watch her for awhile a nose hook, clover clamps and cheek retractors are added to her predicament. Then she's vibbed off with the Celebrator. She's irritated with this. She doesn't really want to get vibbed off. She shakes her chest back and forth swinging the chain on the clover clamps. She keeps choking herself, coughing. She tries moving away but she just can't. She can't even lift a knee off the floor. I move it right on her clit and she grimaces. She's just looking straight ahead now, brows furrowed like she's concentrating heavily on some important matter. She jerks around. The high frequency of her moans tells you she's desperate. When I finally remove the vibrator she's breathing like she just ran the 100 yard dash. The clear bag gets pulled over her head and taped in place. Every time she sucks in air through the tiny holes the bag collapses across her face, smashing her features down flat. She's still sucking air when that vib hits her cunt again. She coughs and gags herself, trying to breathe and take in that Hitachi at the same time. Moaning. She's getting really desperate. The bag expanding and collapsing now at a quick pace. Suddenly she looks over at me at ask for permission to cum. She's told to instead tell me: My name is Marina and I'm a sex object may I have permission to cum? She says it back to me quickly, ready and eager for that permission. But she's denied. The vibrator gets pulled away and she's left there. Marina is in the Objectification Chair. She's heavily bound crucifix style. Legs wide and open. A rope from her chest harness makes a tight crotch rope. She's got several bands of rope tightly wound around her waist. Rope around her neck. She can't move an inch. A latex mask gets pulled over her face and a ball gag buckled into its mouth hole. A video image close up of her cunt on the screen behind her. Marina is in for an ordeal. Labia clamps get added and tied off to her big toes. We can now clearly see, her pussy lips pulled outward, that the crotch rope goes right over her clit. After watching her suffer for a bit suddenly a jet of water comes out of nowhere and hoses down her face. She tries moving her head to avoid it but she can't. She gets a face full of water as she cries out. Then immediately she gets her breasts flogged, flogged hard. They are already squeezed tight by the chest harness, and then when whipped hard they reverberate. And they do get whipped hard, her face all wet, slobber coming down around her chin and falling off in long strands. The Celebrator gets popped on top of her rope covered clit. When it happens she manages to pull off one of the labia clamps and cries out. It gets replaced and mousetraps are added to her nipples. She also gets another clear bag placed over her head. Electrodes are also added around her pussy and cranked up. As we watch the bag expanding and collapsing with each breath she takes the water stream returns and hoses down her face again. And just for good measure, pencils are tightly taped between the fingers of each hand and then squeezed hard. She moans out in pain, desperate wanton pain. One foot kicks mindlessly. Her pelvis resonates in a constant motion, whether from the electricity or the myriad of tortures taking placing I'm not sure. Her nipples get caned repeatedly. Now both feet are mindlessly rocking, like a crazy person. Her upper thighs get caned. We see her in there, inside the bag, inside the latex mask and ball gag, we see her trying to breath. Each caning making her more desperate. Her white teeth biting down hard on the gag. She shakes her head and starts crying. That's when the Hitachi hits her cunt again. Right while she's crying. And when electrodes are added to her nipples she's lit up like a Christmas tree. The Celebrator meets her clit and within moments she telling me: My name is Marina and I need to cum. But she's denied. When she asks me again she gets her face hosed down with water. Then a large fan is set in front of her. She starts to shiver and exclaim over and over, "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god". Her whole body now beginning to quake and shiver. She moans a lot now. Coughing. The clear bag gets pulled off and a children's pinwheel is affixed to the back of her noggin'. It spins rapidly in the air of the fan. She starts crying now from the humiliation. Slobber building up and around the face hole of the latex mask. She can't quit shaking and crying. So I vib her again with the Celebrator. It doesn't take long before she request permission to cum. Denied. Instead I tell her to ask me to hose her down again. This just brings her to tears. She hates it. And she needs to cum. But hose her down I do. And now she screams bloody murder. She's swinging her torso about as best she can. At one point I hear her muffle through her ball gag in a desperate pleading, "Get me out of here!!". But the water just keeps hitting her in the face and then back to the Celebrator. While she's still crying. I mean heaving tears desperation type of crying. Lots of slobber and snot coming from her face holes. She's screaming crying, pinwheel still briskly blowing in the fan breeze. Her pencil hands get squeezed and she cries out in desperate pain. It doesn't take long before I hear her tell me: My name is Marina and I need to cum. She gets permission and has a screaming orgasm that goes on for several seconds and then she's left. Finally we find Marina naked in the center of the room. She's sitting on her butt, her legs are tied folded and pulled off in opposite directions. Her wrists are tied up high to the ceiling pulling her arms straight up over her head. She's got a translucent latex hood on. As we watch her we can hear her sucking air through the tiny nose holes. She also has a rope around her neck tied off to the ceiling. Her breasts are well exposed for us. Soon I come out and pick up her favorite toy for beating someone with, the rice paddle. Bring it down hard on her upper thigh and after a few seconds she sucks in a deep breath and says, "Oh my god" inside her latex hood. Then her armpits are caned. Thighs. Her upper torso is aggressively flogged, her tits and back. She's crying when it stops. She's made to tell us she is a sex object. Then she's aggressively flogged again. When the Celebrator gets on her clit she cries even more. She bucks and fights it before finally giving into its charm. She begs to have an orgasm. I tell her if she wants one she's going to be punished for it. She asks for it anyway and pulls off a screaming orgasm. But before she's even done with it I take away the vibrator and begin flogging each breast individually. Then her back. Hard. I go right back to her breasts again and alternate until each breath she's taking now is a terrified desperate scream for me to stop. Then she's left there.
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