Ass Caning

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London River has Ashley Lane tied down, both in her heart and on the floor of London’s dungeon. Her hands are up above her head and her legs are spread apart, held with rope at the wrists and the ankles. London doesn’t need any clothing on Ashley to cut or tear off, all she wants is her body to use and abuse any way she likes.

London starts by warming Ashley up a bit with some slapping, flogging, and teasing, but she decides to make things more interesting by subjecting Ashley to some harsh whipping and forced orgasms. London decides that Ashley is taking the single tail a little too well so she moves her to a box and ties her legs up. She proceeds to whip Ashley more before bringing in a couple canes. She starts with a slim cane on Ashley’s ass and thighs and moves on to something bigger. Ashley wails and tries to escape, but London waits patiently for her to give up before landing another hard stroke. After all, Ashley isn’t going anywhere and London has all day to play with her.

Finally London puts Ashley in a face down, ass up position. She hasn’t hurt Ashley quite enough to be satisfied yet, so she brings out something that she knows will make her scream. She applies an innocent looking cream on Ashley’s eager asshole and clit and almost immediately Ashley starts screaming in pain. The cream has something special added to it. Capsaicin. It feels like a fire is being held agains Ashely’s most delicate bits and the only cure for the terrible pain is a humiliating milk enema.
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Eden Sin’s name is perfectly themed for the way things are going to go for her on today’s show. When she starts out, Eden is pristine. She is adorable and petite and all gussied up in a little pink dress. Were it not for the rope around her neck and thighs, you might think she were on her way to the park for a nice picnic. As our show goes on though, she is sullied with the filth of carnal want and sin, and it’s all thanks to us.

Matt Williams fits Eden’s mouth with a huge black ball gag, holding her face in a look of permanent surprise. Then he slices off that little dress of hers so he can see how hard her nipples have already gotten from the excitement. Once he sees how much they are sticking out it’s all he can do to clip some nipple clamps onto her and watch as she winces. The winces turn to shudders as Matt takes out the whip and begins tearing into her chest with it.

Next Matt puts Eden down on her back and ties her feet up behind her head by the ankles. He ties her nipple clamps up too, so that her tits are being pulled at. Then he takes a cane and starts thwacking it against her ass, lightly at first, then harder as the skin becomes more and more sensitive. Finally, it is time for Eden to succumb to her most primal self and indulge in the sin of lust. Matt presses a hitachi against her clit as he finger fucks her pussy. She moans as her air of innocence is removed from her entirely.
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Agony At Wit’s End

Somehow, some way, Dee Williams has made it through to the third portion of her live feed here at RealTimeBondage.com. Her eyes are red and wrinkly from suffering through the torment our handlers have been putting her through for the past several hours. After all that pain, it is, perhaps time to give her some pleasure. This would of course have been fine in moderation, but our handlers do not know the meaning of the word. They do, however, know the word “sybian.”

Dee is sat down on the sybian, having her pussy vibrated as hard as any pussy has ever been vibrated. She is shackled down by her wrists and her ankles so she can’t pull away as the sensation very quickly becomes too much for her. Her breasts are tied up tight in a rope harness so that they are even more swollen and plump than usual, and stones tied to her harness to add to the stress on her incredible tits. Her back is bent over a wooden bench, giving a better target for our handlers to beat.

With her chest pushed out in that position, her breasts are fully on display and vulnerable. They are already covered in deep purple bruises from what she’s been through, but that doesn’t mean they can’t be made worse. Our handlers flog her tits and her stomach as she gives little shrieks of pain. Then they stand her up, bend her over, and cane her ass until its color matches with the marks on her tits.
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Experiments in Extreme Agony

Today we return to the laboratory of Doctor London River in the Institute for the Analysis of Agony, where she has two patients laid up and waiting to be put through another day of torment. Of course it is all for a good cause, it is important to know just how much pain a person can be put through before they snap, and how close they come to snapping on their way.

London has her patients chained up, bent backwards almost in half with their ankles and wrists hung from the ceiling. Needles have been injected in their lower backs, fluid dripping in. London moves between the two, first to Abigail Dupree, then to Slave Fluffy, taking data. She pulls the chains slowly, bending their backs further and further. As she does so, she takes their pulse and blood pressure, quantifying just how much stress she is putting their body under. The answer is, of course, not enough.

After their IVs have been removed, London moves the patients so that they’re bent over a metal bar, their wrists chained and pulled forward, holding them in place. Then she takes a cane to their asses, seeing what kind of marks she can raise and what kind of reactions she can get. After that comes the pleasure, vibrating Abigail’s pussy and then Fluffy’s dick in turn, seeing what affect the good feelings have on blood pressure when compared to the bad.
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Blinded and Beaten Bad

One of the more frightening things about being a model for one of our videos is the feeling you get when one of the handlers is walking toward you carrying some device meant for torment. Possibly the only thing scarier is what Sasha, our model for today, is experiencing. Sasha has a leather hood on over her head so she can’t see anything at all. All she gets is the muffled sound of footsteps moving toward her as she is left to wonder what agony awaits her next.

Matt Williams has her shackled down to a metal pole, her legs out in front of her and her body leaned all the way back. He covers the nose holes in her hood with a strip of tape to make it harder for her to breathe, so that everything he does to her will be that much more frightening. She sits there in the darkness and suspense, breathless, as he flogs her tits and her stomach. She flinches from the sound of the tails moving through the air. Her body starts to turn red, not that she can tell at all except that with each lash the next one hurts a little bit more.

He walks away from her, removing the tape from her hood and letting her body have a few seconds rest, but a few seconds is all she is going to get. Even as he leaves her, she is shaking and panting, her body quivering in pain and anticipation. That body starts to full-on shake when she hears the sound that every submissive fears, the crackling of electricity at the end of a cattle prod. Matt shocks her nipples, perking them up, then he shocks her pussy. It is as if her body is being jump started. She squirms and shrieks, unable to control herself, never knowing when or where the next zap will come.
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Tied Off Tit Torment

Dee Williams is back for the second installment of her three part live feed with us. This far into a live feed, our models tend to start to realize that maybe they weren’t quite ready for what they signed up for. Maybe they’ve spread themselves too thin. We’ve decided to help Dee out reaching this conclusion by spreading her out ourselves across a St. Andrew’s cross, her legs spread and her arms held down so she can’t squirm.

Her breasts are tied off in a rope harness, turning them red and making them extra sensitive for our handlers to better take advantage of. Two of them take turns whipping up and down Dee’s body, the lashes leaving red lines all over her body that sting and ache.

Our handlers then sit her down on a wooden block, her legs and arms strapped in with belt bondage. Her breasts are tied down on top of another wooden block so they are squeezed tight into place. Then the whips come back out, cutting deeper into her tits. To make it worse, they put a leather hood over her head, cutting off all the senses and making it hurt even worse. Then they take a hitachi and place it right on her clit, completely overwhelming her with vibrations.
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Blossom just had the time of her life over on HardTied.com with London River, one of the toughest handlers on our staff. Just about any other model we could have brought on would have been balling their eyes out by the end of a full feed with London, but not Blossom. There is nothing in the world she loves more than the feeling of being beaten and humiliated and pushed to her absolute limits.

Now it’s O.T.’s turn to have a crack at her. He has Blossom down on her knees, held in place by a metal collar and shackles around her ankles. Her body is completely exposed and vulnerable and O.T. is ready to take full advantage. He locks a chain through the gauges in her ears and runs it through her mouth as a gag. Then he takes his time covering her entire body in binder clips. He pins them to her eyebrows and her ears.

Next he straps her down to the floor, her arms and legs splayed out spread eagle. Then he positions the fucking machine between her legs, but instead of a dildo attached, it’s a hitachi. As the fucking machine moves it vibrates her pussy just enough to let her know what she can’t fully have. He tightens nipple clamps onto her tits and ties them up to the floor by her shoulders. She squirms and sighs and yearns for the release she just can’t have. And then it’s back to the pain.
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The Sybian is probably one of the most terrifying devices that we own here at Insex On Demand. The ironic thing about this, of course, is that the Sybian is a vibrator, a device made to give pleasure. This machine, however, is so powerful and so overwhelming that some of our models would rather be whipped or electrified than be subjected to it. This is why, typically, we use it only as a last resort, building up to it over time with our models, but not this time.

At the start of Zoey Laine’s time with us, she is already sat down right on top of the Sybian, her head covered by a black leather hood. Her arms are tied behind her, her wrists bound together with rope and secured to a wooden post sticking out of the floor. She is wearing a tiny pink dress with a ruffly skirt, but that doesn’t last long, since Matt Williams has to cut it away so that he can abuse her tits and her stomach with the end of his whip. He delivers lash after lash, but it’s when she’s just sitting on the sybian, the hood having been removed, that Zoey starts crying.

Matt Williams takes some pity on the poor girl and finally takes her off the Sybian and ties her down to the floor. He uses a flogger on her ass and on her pussy, and that gets some reaction out of her, but it isn’t enough. He switches back to the whip, remembering some of the noises Zoey made when he used it on her before, but it just isn’t the same. He misses the sheer torment of watching her sit on the enormous vibrator, so he takes out a hitachi and tries that out. Sure enough, there is that look of agony he craved, and suddenly all is right with the world.
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Hacker Cracks Under Pressure

Maddy O’Reilly is a hacker, and she’s a good one too. She’s been working for years pulling images and information from secret government organizations,foreign and domestic alike. After so long kicking virtual ass and taking names, however, she’s grown very cocky and a little careless, and when you’re working against the FBI, a little bit of carelessness goes a long way. In no time at all she has the feds kicking in her door, pushing her down on the bed, locking her in handcuffs, and carrying her off to God knows where.

Wherever it is that she ends up, it’s dark. She has no idea what’s happening, all that she knows is she’s terrified and being pushed into a tiny cage next to a girl who looks like she’s been in there for a long time. Maddy is made to take her clothes off as a large man holds a taser next to her cage and watches, insisting she removes every article even if she has to tear it off her body. When he leaves her she is already shaking and tearing up, and they haven’t even gotten started with her yet.

Maddy is in trouble, because the FBI found out that she has downloaded thousands of images of state of the art torture techniques they use to get information out of prisoners. It only seems right that her punishment is to have each of them used on her. The trouble is she doesn’t have any information they want, so there is nothing in the world she can do to make them stop. They cane and whip and flog her ass until it swells and changes colors. They lock her in a box with horrible ambient noise blasting at absurd volume. They hang her upside down and stick an electrified dildo in her ass. They waterboard her and touch her vulnerable body. Now she’ll understand why it’s best for girls not to get too curious.
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Two for One in Ultra4K

Sleep is fitful and only possible after the exhaustion of constant shifting around and adjusting the stones that are my bed. It feels like my body has been covered in blows – the rocks are bruising me. Its getting colder. The sun is lower; It beams through a window and illuminates the details of what hovers above me. I am one of those web bound carcasses. As it darkens, the chirps and squishes begin — shadowy flutters of darting fantoms swirl above me. They seem to be attracted by my presence — often diving at me and bombing me with their droppings.

The smell grows fouler by the day; my toilet is my bed. In the beginning he would come and stand over me; staring, pissing, playing with himself. Today, when he brought me the slop, he was wearing a gas mask.

The everyday chores of the grounds are much more interesting as I allow my mind to wander to that creature entombed in my barn. It is less distracting of late because of the stink, and I now must face the task of cleaning it. I have prepared a platform based on the designs I have seen at the county fair; A grooming table that holds her wrist and ankles so she is on all fours.

For days I have been content with just knowing that it was stored there. To compensate and motivate the chore of cleaning it, I want to take it to another level.
I am going to bifurcate her — two for one. At the head I will have her do makeup. The cock sucking will have a classier feel. At the tail, a machine will soften and swell her gash for my cock.

Something is up; he’s standing over me holding the black head bag and that terrible pole that locks around my neck. He orders me to role over onto my stomach — I know this drill, so I put my hands behind my back immediately. (Reaching through the grate he locks the shackles together.) He slides the bag on my head, yanks the chain tight and locks it.

I hear the muffled sound of the grate scraping on the concrete. He yanks me out of the hole by my neck. The concrete scraps my skin as I struggle to gain my footing. This is the worst — he pushes me forward by that pole. It is a stifling fright — I cannot see where I am stepping. He seems to delight in letting me trip or briskly walking me into obstacles.

I’m now on all fours locked at the wrist and ankles. It must be a table or platform of some kind. He pulls the hood off my head — the purpose of this position is suddenly clear. A bucket of soapy water and a hose are lying on the floor. Im sure he will make what is to come as horrible as possible. I can’t help but sigh with great relief as this vile stench is about to be washed from me.
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