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    Into The Attic - Elise  Herself

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    When we find elise again she is butt naked save for a pair of black heels, red panties and a tight leather collar around her neck. A chain runs from the ceiling down to the collar keeping her up on her tip toes, least she herself ***********. Her elbows are bound together behind her back. Her shiny black hair is in a ponytail as she dances about trying to relieve the pressure on her neck -but there isn’t a good spot that works. She has found that if she raises one leg off the ground it also raises her hip which allows just the slightest of relief for breathing. But holding that one high heeled leg up is taxing and she can only maintain it for short periods of time. After spending several minutes watching her in her distress, coughing and gagging and breathing with a rasp, jr comes in and immediately places the hitachi on her cunt. Within seconds she pleads for an orgasm which she is given. And when she tears it off it brings tears to her eyes as well as an increased inability to breathe. Jr never removes the vibrator and soon the cum slut is begging for release again. And again she is given that permission. When her two massive orgasms are over her panties are clearly drenched. Disheveled doesn’t even come close to describing what she looks like when she feels the last of the orgasm fade away. Her entire face is wet from snot, tears and slobber. Jr takes her down from the neck chain and throws a dirty mattress to the floor for her to sit on. With her elbow harness still in place he has her take off her soiled panties. He then he folds them -crotch first out- and shoves them completely into her face hole –right where her tongue will be sure to meet her **** slime. Then he tapes them in with wrap after wrap of clear packaging tape. She clearly holds back a gag reflex as jr sits down next to her and has her take his dick out of his pants. It is time for her to service him.

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    Sammi Gets Left In A Hole Beneath The House - After her cock sucking ordeal jr decides she needs a little overnight rest in a hole beneath the house. After stripping her naked, gagging her and placing her into a box tie he marches her over to the top of the hole and removes the wood covering it. She is marched down into it and placed in a far corner of the tiny space. He places a metal collar around her neck and chains it closely to the floor. He then chains her bathroom, a bucket, to her leg. A litter box is close by. He lets her know if she needs to **** she does so in the box and if she needs to pee she does it in her bucket. He then leaves her there for the evening. We hear the sound of screws being drilled into the opening, sealing it shut for her long night underground as she figures out how she plans to spend the evening.


    Marina Gets A Clear Bag Pulled Over Her Head  Hd Version - (hd version of movie by same name 1440x1080 @ 5m/s) finally, I walk over and help her get onto her back. She's made to position herself on the stage where I can vib her off. After tying her thighs open I expose her cunt. Grabbing a clothespin I place it right behind her clit and push it outward. After vibbing her off directly on that exposed clit I grab a clear, thin bag and pull it over her head. I wind tape around her neck in order to seal the bag. A few holes are punched over her mouth and nostrils and then we sit back and watch her gasping for air inside. After a minute or so I rip the clothespin off her clit and slam the hitachi down onto it instead. I make sure to have it right on that button. The bag over her head filling and collapsing even quicker now. She's moaning as we hear the vibrator going about its business. Her breath is quick and short. When the bag collapses on her face it's like a second skin. I squeeze her fingers once more, forcing excruciating pain to shoot through her hands. She starts to cry and whine, her eyes slammed shut inside the clear bag. It's own form growing and shrinking over her face. She looks and sounds desperate, concentrating only on her air and pussy. I squeeze her hands again, sharper. She lets out a shriek so commanding the devil would have pity on her. Her bag head now containing its own weather environment with all the condensation building inside. I stop long enough to tape her upper head, across the eyes, blinding her. Then it's back to the hitachi. It doesn't take long before she's asking for permission to cum. And when she does, when that orgasm comes over her, she lets out a primordial scream so compelling three neanderthals showed up behind me. Then she pushed out two more...


    Goldie Finds It Hard To Breathe - When we find goldie next jr has her up in the attic. It is a cold, dark place full of wood, insects and splinters. He has tied her to the structure of the roof, on her butt, arms out wide to her sides and secured. Her legs have been drawn widely outward like the cock taking slut that she is. Her black pussy is fully exposed. She is skimpily dressed in black hose, a micro bar maid shirt and a skirt that might as well not even be on. Her heels are giant black platform heels. Jr has fitted her nappy head with a gas mask. One he has modified to restrict her ability to breath. She can breath, it just requires her to work her lungs very hard to draw the air in. It becomes tiring for her quickly. She struggles about looking for a good position, she has been here awhile already. When jr makes his way up he has big blue mounted on a metal pipe. The other end has a 90 on it with a flange that can be screwed into the floor. And that is exactly what he does after shoving it deep into her black mamba. With a screw gun he mounts it and leaves her there. As time moves forward she becomes increasingly lightheaded and desperate for air. It will not be long before she starts pleading with jr and talking nonsense about abraham lincoln.


    Brinn Cant See  Can Barely Breathe - 24 year old brinn stafford is a pain slut. So to warm her up jr has placed her in stocks with a latex hood. She is kept nude and chained to a post, waiting. The internal gag of the hood fills her mouth to capacity. It makes you drool uncontrollably inside the hood, filling it with her own slobber. It becomes a mind fuck. Before she’s let out she’ll have to endure a few more mind fucks before jr is satisfied with his toy.


    Bridget Holds Up Weight To Keep From  - She showed up from the office wearing her office attire. Cute, feminine shoes to go with her hose. A polka-dot skirt with a white blouse. Her hair is in a pony tail. When we find her she is already crying. Jr has wrapped a rope around her neck and ran the other end up through a hook in the ceiling and back down to her chest where he has attached a bowling ball and a boat anchor to it. She is crying because she has to hold this weight up else the weight pull the rope and ***** her neck. This is made more difficult because each wrist is manacled to the other with a heavy chain. Over time she finds the weights become increasingly heavy. Her face is already ballooned out and red. A nose hook in her face hole openings keep her head pulled up and back. Jr comes in and inquires what the worse part of her situation is. She swallows, thinks for a moment and then tells him, “it’s hard to breathe”. He tells her to hold the weights up higher. He looks her over real good and then tells her he likes her shoes. Then he wants to know from her how sexy she is. She doesn’t understand the question in her distraction. She ask him, “what?!”, Then starts telling him the answer in a state of confusion. He ask her if she dances and she replies, “salsa”. He wants to see a classic salsa move so he then ask her if she has one to show him. Immediately she says yes, but then changes it to a “no” as she raises the heavy weights up again to get more air, then mumbles something about not being able to move. She seems to start unraveling at this point. Coughing, moving her head side to side in an attempt to make the nose hook feel more comfortable. Her effort to breathe has picked up tremendously. She tells him the nose hook hurts. That it feels like a violation. That there are so many things going on that require her attention. Jr feels his dick get a little hard after her pitiful diatribe. He walks up to her and tells her how cute her skirt is as he is removing it. She starts to cry again and meekly utters, “yeah”. He inquires as to whether or not she is orgasmic. “What?!” She seems confused by every question asked of her. When her panties get pulled down and her pussy exposed she starts to cry more. He turns them inside out and finds a giant stain in them. He puts them up to her face and ask her what the hell that is all about. How it got there. He wants to know if it came from her cunt. Then he folds them just so and places them over her head. The inside of the crotch right over her nose hooked nose. Then he ask her again where the stain came from. She tells him, “my twat”. The weights are really becoming heavy now. She tries to raise one leg and shove the knee of it under her arms and weights to help support them –but to no avail. The crying starts up again, her bottom lip quivering, her face like a red balloon. She just stares straight ahead as a tear falls over her left cheek. He ask her if she thinks she deserves a whipping. She is utterly confused by the question. She starts to answer several times and then very meekly states “no” as the crying starts up heavier. She sees him walking toward her with a whip in his hands. He takes aim at her bare ass cheeks and immediately after the first crack she yells, “jesus!”. He doesn’t stop for a minute. She has her teeth gritted and eyes slammed shut as she cries through the ordeal while trying to hold up the weight. He ask her again if she deserves it and she immediately states “no” before changing it to, “probably”. He whips her across the pussy. Her crying turns into a sobbing. He wants to see that dance move again. After that he wants to know how she masturbates between sobs. He ask her if she would like for him to get her pussy off right now. She shakes her head no repeatedly and then says, “sure”. Her crying now is at the point where she can’t even think straight. Words seem to be foreign to her as jr shoves the hitachi up against her cunt. He makes her beg for something she doesn’t want. If she doesn’t sound convincing he has her do it again. Then tells her to feel sexy while this is going on. She may just have too many distractions right now...


    Vogue Gets Suspended And Bagged - 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 *****, 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  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 ************** 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.


    Elise Gets A Clear Bag Pulled Over Her Head  Beaten - Up in the attic she doesn’t have a stitch of clothing on. She is standing on her tip toes in a crucifix position. Her wrists are secured with metal brackets to the cross beams just over her head. Her long black hair falls down around her shoulders. Unable to do nothing more than stand there she looks around her dark little area wondering what will come next. The whip marks from earlier that day clearly visible on her torso. She struggles to free her wrists but the metal is pressed to tightly on her flesh. Jr comes up the rickety stairs with a tall leather collar in his hands. He wraps it around her neck and buckles it tightly. Her tongue pushes out and her mouth is left agape. Within seconds her face grows fat and red. She finds it difficult to swallow. He takes a leather belt and wraps it around her ankles before cinching it tight. At this point she doesn’t even care, breathing is the most important thing on her mind...At least right now. Jr knows elise would rather be beaten senseless than to be tickled. Taking his hands he begins to run them gingerly down each side of her torso while speaking to her gently. She knows it’s coming and then suddenly he digs his fingers into her sides and works his way up and down, sometimes stopping in her arm pits for extra sensitivity. She screams out for him to stop. She begs to be beaten instead. She can’t catch her breath now and jr is digging so deep he leaves marks on her body. She pleads with him between gasps to stop. He does, just long enough to pick up a heavy wooden paddle and strike her squarely on the ass. The pain is so intense she abruptly shuts up, just for a moment, before letting out a scream that no one should have to endure. It causes large tears to fall from each eye socket. The pain so consuming she can’t even remember to swallow before cups of spit fall from her ungagged face hole. She tries to bounce herself up and down on tip toes to shake off the pain. Jr pulls a clear bag over her head before she has even had a chance to collect herself and ties it off around her neck. Immediately the plastic begins to collapse and expand with each desperate breath she takes. He strikes her again and she screams out in terror inside her little plastic environment. When she finally stops wailing jr ask her if that was better than being tickled. When she tells him yes between sobs he digs right into her sides with his fingers and starts a long drawn out tickling of her body. Her screams are so oppressive, so loud he finally has to stop, worried the authorities may be drawn to her siren of agony. She doesn’t know it, but jr is going to beat her until she ask him to tickle her.


    Lolita Gets    To Eat The Contents Of Her Pussy - We find her naked on the floor. She's tied on her belly, rope around her neck with a bowling ball attached to the other end keeps her head held high. Her wrists are pulled forward and tied off, arms fully extended. One leg, its ankle, is drawn outward and tied. The other leg is doubled over on itself and belted that way --then pulled in an opposite direction. Her hair is tied to its foot. Another rope draws that foot away from her head by the small toe. She's slowly ******* when we find her. Her pussy is clearly dripping liquid from it. Part of a peach lies close by. And that's how we leave her, struggling for breath, watching her in her desperation. Observing her like a zoo animal in a cage. She works for every breath, every swallow she has to make. It doesn't take long before we see moisture well up in the corner of one eye. Her face is stark and red. She's needy --not just for her cunt but for easily breathable air. When the hitachi hits her pussy she freaks. But she quickly acclimates herself. Her bottom lip is dry, she's desperate. She suddenly notices the camera and what is taking place around her. But she continues to grunt like the needy cunt that she is. Her pussy is stuffed and she wants more. The hitachi is removed, her fuck stick dislodged and a plate sat down in front of her cunt. She's told to push out the peach that's been sitting up in there for the last hour. Once it emerges from her hole and hits the plate she is immediately told to eat it. Doing so must have been disgusting for her as she ******, coughed and almost threw it up. She is then ball gagged and left that way.


    Elise Cant Get The Bag Off Her Head - The next time we find elise it is night time. Jr has her out back sitting in an old ****** desk. She has on black hose, black heels, a short red skirt and a black blouse –a sweet ****-next-door outfit. The problem for elise is that she is securely bound to the desk –even the fingers of each hand are roped down flat to the top of the desk. She also has a clear bag over her head, secured around her neck with a tall, thick rubber collar. The bag is open on the top of her head. It is raining and cold out there and we can see that elise is shaking from exposure. The bag on her head is becoming opaque from the condensation building inside. When it sticks to her face she shakes her head violently to remove it, but it stays put. That’s going to be the least of her worries this evening. When jr comes out to address her the first thing he does is stand up high behind her and begins to urinate into the bag covering her head. It fills quickly with yellow fluid and she starts to freak. She tries to get away from it as it fills up closer and closer to her mouth. It rains down over her head and face, in her hair, the smell fills the bag and she bucks about looking for an escape. She cries out, which only sucks urine into her mouth. It gets into her ears. At first it is warm but it doesn’t take long to grow cold in the environment. Finally the bag burst from all the urine inside sending a cascade of warm piss over her body. Still freaking out and gasping for breath she sucks the urine soaked bag into her face hole before she can get away from it. And that’s how jr leaves her; cold,  and covered in his body fluid. Her only focus is keeping that bag off her face hole.


    Marina Cant Hold In Her Enema - Naked and gagged she sits in the electric chair. Every limb and part of her torso is firmly bound to the chair. A tight leather collar around her neck is tied up and off at the ceiling. A clear bowl sits beneath her, beneath the hole in the seat of the chair. She does know what is coming, the iv stand holding the enema bag filled with peppermint castile soap and water is undeniable. A camera sits right beneath the chair to capture every unpleasant discourse of her anus. She looks worried, her face suggest a barely concealable terror lurks beneath. Jr comes in and asks her what she ate last night. She tries to tell him through the gag --quite a lot. He bends down beneath the chair to access her bung hole and slips the enema nozzle right in. Once he begins to let the fluid flow she perks right up, gasping the moment she feels the fluid enter her. She quickly looks at the enema bag, a look of extreme anxiety. Within moments she is letting out little vignettes of cries, of panic, inarticulate speech. She is feeling the urgency grow like a richter scale --exponentially. Barely a pint has entered her before she becomes so urgent she needs, she must expel it. The castile soap doing its job of making her as uncomfortable as possible. She repeatedly asks him to stop, a high level of urgency and desperation on her face and words. Her black ball gag highlighted by her orange lipstick as she whips her head around to look at jr with her most discerning look of desperation, need and coaxing. He wants more in her. At one point, in an urgent need of cramping, she blows the nozzle from her ass, only to be placed back in with further fluids. Her need is so urgent jr has to shout at her not to let any out as he stuffs the nozzle back into her sphincter, a circular muscle that normally maintains constriction of her natural body waste passage. But in her case, after a few more moments, she cannot control it. She simply is not capable of holding any further fluid in her colon. She desperately begs for the release but jr maintains his position --no release. He watches her suffer, agitated and in urgent need. He has her describe how badly she needs to go --all the while little sprays emerge from her asshole as she tries to hold it in. When she finally gets permission, holy fuck..........


    Lolita By The Neck - When we find lolita next jr has strung her neck up to the ceiling from a wide leather collar. Nude, she is in a box tie. One leg has been doubled back upon itself and tied. Her situation is so dire she needs to rest her tied leg lest she  herself to death. Jr makes her ask for it, nicely. But he only let’s her have it for a short time. The next time she asks for it he tapes her mouth shut with duct tape and ask if she wants anything from carl’s jr. Before he leaves for the night.


    Zayda Gets Bagged - If there is one thing jr knows about zayda, she is terrified of having a bag pulled over her head. After stripping her nude he has tied her to a chair with a strappado. She isn't sure what is going to happen next but the second she sees him walking toward her with a bag in his hands she freaks out. Immediately she begins to buck around and scream. He quickly pulls the bag over her head, ties it off around her neck and steps back to watch her reaction. She screams, she sucks air until the bag collaspes around her face. Her mouth is in a perpetual scream as she panics inside. It doesn't take long before condensation builds up and her vision is even more obscured. She doesn't know it, but jr plans to leave her bagged for quite some time.


    Bijou Finds It Harder  Harder To Breathe - Bijou is stripped down and naked. She's been tied with her legs extended as wide as possible. Her arms are bound together and over her head, pulled taunt. She's gagged with a dental gag so her mouth is opened to its very max. Big blue on a fuck stick is mounted in her cunt. She's been there awhile and then suddenly she gets a giant, opaque sheet of thin plastic pulled over her. As I seal it to the floor she starts to freak. She babbles out something...Something about whether or not she'll be able to breathe. Her entire body is completely covered and the thin plastic sheet is sealed to the floor with duct tape. She grows worried as a fuck stick comes out and begins to rub itself on her cunt and face. She has a cloudy, murky, ethereal look to her beneath the plastic as she sucks in that hot, stuffy air. She is flogged, clamped and smothered before being allowed to have an orgasm --and when she is given permission to cum -just as she starts into it- the vibrator is taken away and she is left to her own devices.


    Elise Runs Low On Air - We find elise naked and in a chair. Her legs are drawn up and bound onto themselves. Each is pulled outward exposing her cunt. Her arms are bent over and tied onto themselves then drawn back behind her head. Her whole body is firmly secured to the chair. After a couple of minutes watching her she gets a dental gag inserted and her mouth propped open to maximum. Then a very large, clear bag is pulled down over the top of her. A bag big enough to fit her entire head and torso in. Then its taped into place creating her own little air/weather environment inside. She is then flogged across the chest sending her into wail mode. Afterward, while she is still wailing, her exposed pussy is flogged. It takes her time to collect herself when it is over. Still crying inside her bag she has nipple clamps put on her while she attempts to regain her composure. It must suck not to be able to get those off your tits while some crazy fucker decides to cane the top of your feet while you try to breathe inside your new weather environment. It is starting to get quite a bit of condensation building up in there. The air must be getting hot and stuffy --but we still have those feet to cane. And when i'm done I remove her nipple clamps and flog her chest, right where the clamps had been. Then flog her caned feet. The whole process sends her into the netherworld. She screams almost constantly. She tries to shake her body but she can't move an inch. And inside her bag it is getting difficult to even see her anymore. All that hot air she keeps expelling in her screams only creates a more uncomfortable atmosphere for her. When that hitachi finally hits her pussy she sounds like she is pushing a watermelon from her cunt. It is a preternatural scream. Primal. She's running out of air in there and the screams still go on,,,,she better hurry....

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