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At the beginning of the session, cyd sizes up Alexa and Claire. He decides to torment Alexa by forcing her to endure a series of uncomfortable and humiliating positions. On her knees, with her arms bound behind her, Alexa moans into her gag, trying to find some way to ease the tension on the tight nose clamp that keeps her head firmly under control and her body under ever increasing waves of stress that slowly and inexorably break her down and bring her to the point of agony. Done with Alexa for the moment, cyd binds Claire kneeling with her knees spread and her arms stretched out and strapped to a horizontal pole behind her shoulders - a most excellent position for the breast bondage and whipping that is to come. cyd straps Claire’s head into a tight head harness panel gag which completes the bondage and the visual spectacle at the same time. Once cyd begins wipping Claire, an unexpected and delightfully sadistic bonus presents itself: The metal bar that Alexa’s already sore and tender nose is clamped to also happens to be part of the metal structure that Claire is bound to. As such, the bar vibrates back and forth as Claire throws her body against it as cyd whips her, bringing the already desperate Alexa to the verge of tears. NOTE: Currently it is my intention to post edited versions of live shows on weekends and post recorded sessions during weekdays. Since the recorded update for the week is not ready to be posted yet, I am switching the posting process for this week and giving you the live show today and the recorded update this weekend, as I do not wish members to have to wait any longer. Next week, things should be back to normal.
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Something is different with this one. Her movements have a slight but noticeable slowness to them, which she compensates for with an increase in fluid graceful motions. There are other things as well. She has an accent, but it’s strange..hard to place. When I ask her questions, she pauses and hesitates before answering. Just as I start to think she doesn’t understand, she responds in complete, well phrased sentences. During the scenes it’s almost impossible to tell whether she enjoys what’s going on, hates it, is acting or otherwise. Normal intuition does not seem to apply to her. In the end I decide to try and break her down, to find out if it’s an act, to drill into her head and get the answers I wish. I try and try and push the limits set by the company, but nowhere near her own. I leave the set with a great session, but no answers to any of my questions.
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Sara Faye endures a gauntlet of devilish devices and situations, starting with a tight hogtie done with cold chain, followed by a painful session of perching against a pole with nothing but a sharp wooden triangle digging into her bare arches for support. A strict wooden neck stock forces her to maintain an excessively rigid posture to avoid choking. Meanwhile, Jaeyln Fox proves herself to be a spoiled brat right from the start. She thinks the show is going to be all about her being a co-star in a porn video, looking all done up and sexy while engaging in some light kinky roleplay and sex. Once she realizes that she’s going to be locked up like a veal calf and treated like nothing more than a random piece of meat with three warm holes open for use, her ego takes a big hit and she starts to have second thoughts. Clearly in need of a serious attitude adjustment, Jaelyn sessions sidelong glances to Sara behind cyd’s back for moral support, makes faces when she is ordered to perform tasks, mutters and whispers under her breath, and just generally attempts to top from the bottom. For her efforts, she dooms herself to be secured in a series of uncomfortable and humiliating bondages, where she is placed to be ignored, denied forced orgasm and to left to suffer slowly, feeling every minute of the six hour show with no relief or pleasure. Perhaps the experience taught her just exactly what her place and role is. The show continues on, focusing almost entirely on Sara instead, a participant who shows the proper enthusiasm and respect.
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Kayden returns to Device Bondage for another session and receives a painful welcome back to the set. She is placed on her back, with legs spread and shackled wide apart, while her head hangs down, mouth spread, drooling and locked open with a ring gag. She is bent over and trapped in a system of metal stocks, while the flesh on her ass and lower thighs is caned as she struggles to hold on, on the verge of tears. She manages to endure being strapped into a tight frog tie, with a nose clamp pulling her nostrils up and forcing her neck back. The position itself she can take…but as the tiny, sharp, vicious little black clamps are applied to the tender skin on either side of her neck, she cannot bear and finally breaks down.
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Sara Faye endures a gauntlet of devilish devices and situations, starting with a tight hogtie done with cold chain, followed by a painful session of perching against a pole with nothing but a sharp wooden triangle digging into her bare arches for support. A strict wooden neck stock forces her to maintain an excessively rigid posture to avoid choking. Meanwhile, Jaeyln Fox proves herself to be a spoiled brat right from the start. She thinks the show is going to be all about her being a co-star in a porn video, looking all done up and sexy while engaging in some light kinky roleplay and sex. Once she realizes that she’s going to be locked up like a veal calf and treated like nothing more than a random piece of meat with three warm holes open for use, her ego takes a big hit and she starts to have second thoughts. Clearly in need of a serious attitude adjustment, Jaelyn sessions sidelong glances to Sara behind cyd’s back for moral support, makes faces when she is ordered to perform tasks, mutters and whispers under her breath, and just generally attempts to top from the bottom. For her efforts, she dooms herself to be secured in a series of uncomfortable and humiliating bondages, where she is placed to be ignored, denied forced orgasm and to left to suffer slowly, feeling every minute of the six hour show with no relief or pleasure. Perhaps the experience taught her just exactly what her place and role is. The show continues on, focusing almost entirely on Sara instead, a participant who shows the proper enthusiasm and respect.
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Claire Dames has suffered through several intense sessions over the past few weeks. She’s been choked, machine fucked, slapped, whipped, shocked, prodded, hauled around by her hair, and otherwise thoroughly used. Although I’m usually selfish and unwilling to share my toys, I make exceptions for friends of mine, such as Damon Pierce, who wanted to play with Claire Dames for a day. We sat back and taped it, and here is what we saw.
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Devaun Long Devaun is long, slim, tall and eager… a most excellent subject. ballgagged in a chair she waits as Ogre enters. Ogre demands Devaun sit on his lap, and then he rudely fondles and spanks her. Then, he removes her top and panties to reveal her access points… Her body is groped, her cunt is fingered. And then, she is collared and restrained, her feet in wooden slats… Ogre takes the flogger to her exposed cunt and chest as Devaun as no choice but, to absorb, struggle and whimper… Ogre now lays Devaun down on a bench and restrains her wrists and ankles in stocks… Her legs are spread wide in this position as Ogre surgically applies the TENS pads to her torso. The sounds of voltage and moans fill the air as Ogre pricks Devaun’s cunt and feet. He fingers her cunt, she wants to resist but, cannot… Her nipples are electrically clamped as more raw sensation is applied… A magic wand is pressed against her cunt, and in her position of vulnerability, Devaun submits to a writhing forced orgasm… Devaun is now ballgagged and chained in the Dungeon, her hands overhead… Ogre brings out the flogger and unleashes on her reddening rear. Ogre’s flogger now turns it’s attention to her torso and cunt… Devaun’s head is placed in a black leather hood as she is deprived of her vision. A cane appears and is tattered against her tits and raw ass cheeks… Ogre shackles Devaun’s ankles in iron and leaves her to envision her fate…
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