Nipples

2017-06-17 − Nereida − 26 images
Nipples 0
Nipples 1
Nipples 2

Because we can, we put a naked Nereida on the couch, because we like to look at pretty things in our house, because Nereida is simply gorgeous. After the couch we think about putting her on pedestal and enjoy the view of this fetish princess, then we decide to put nipple clamps on her tits, because we can!

We do not release her nipples from the clamps and tell her to come down from the couch and tie each of her legs to themselve, a futomomo for each legs. Then spread her legs and watch her naked vjj and her (slowly getting painful) nipples.

So she can't remove the clamps for painful nipples we tie each of her arms to themselves (a jowan?) and apply a strict crotchrope! The nipples are starting to hurt good now.

Not happy with the sounds coming from her mouth (not enough stimulation) we think we might as well gag her and take her breath her... and so we do.

We have a perfect looking bound simply gorgeous Spanish treat on our floor, bound, gagged and suffering on her vjj, nipples, neck and starting to make the noises we love to hear. The nipple clamps are on there for quite some time now.

For our pièce de résistance in this concoction of meat, rope and suffering is the final bit of torment, we suspend Nereida upright, partially from her crotchrope, opening her legs, unable to hide all the makes her female, but most importantly stretching her very very painful nipples! In this standing position we hear the sounds we love through her gag and with her focus on her painful tits the drool runs free and her body is ours for the rest of the night....

No, we did not remove the nipple clamps until we decided we were done with this Spanish beauty.

Photo's by CarmineWorx & Cas van de Vlugt

In Bed with Spring - video

2017-05-10 − Spring − 13:51 minutes
In Bed with Spring - video 1
In Bed with Spring - video 2
In Bed with Spring - video 3
In Bed with Spring - video 4

So… here I am. Nervous, in front of hotel room 238. Wearing a silky black dress with sexy lingery underneath. All exactly like he told me in his very precise instructions. It’s exactly at a quarter past three. I have no clue what will happen now, but the door is slightly open and I enter the small hallway, wondering why the next door is closed.

Softly I close the door behind me. There’s no way back now. Just as I’m about to knock on the wooden door in front of me, I see a little note. ‘Good girl, you’re here’ it says. And: "Undress and come in. Just wear lingery and heels. No talking." I feel nervous in my stomach. Why doesn't he welcome me? Is he even here? My heart is going crazy in my chest. My pussy is tingling. What if….

I’m a good girl, so I do as I’m told. I take my dress off and check if my stockings are on the same hight. They are. I can’t think of any reason to wait any longer, so I take a deep breath and enter the room. Phew… The room is light and there’s a big bed in front of me, inviting me to play around. I can’t help my smile. I like to play, so that’s what I do.

I enjoy myself and when I want to feel a bit more cosy, I wrap myself in a white sheet. I like feeling the fabric around me and I curl up to relax for a bit, but I don’t get time for that. Is playtime over? Maybe…

Without saying a word he ties my hands together and he wraps the sheet around my legs, very tight. He uses rope to keep the sheet in place and to prevent me from moving my legs. After a while he also wraps the fabric around my upper body, as tight as possible. Rope is pressing into my upper arms and into my ribs. It’s a slow mummification process and it’s getting harder and harder to move. I like being restricted like this. It’s warm in here and being in this tight white thing makes me feel… exactly like that. Like a white little thing. I’m slowly changing into a cocoon. Just a shape, nothing more than a random object.

Just as a part of my consciousness notices that it’s getting dark outside, my head is covered in a white pillowcase and I feel myself disappearing into nothingness. Rope presses the fabric of the pillow case against my eyes. I’m double blindfolded and can’t see a thing. He squeezes my jaws, so I open my mouth. From now on the rope keeps my mouth open. When I exhale, I immediately feel my warm breath coming back to my skin. I don’t hear anything apart from my own breath. Slowly I’m floating away in a white world that swallows me whole. Breathing gets harder and I start drooling. I sink away even deeper. Nothing I can do, apart from surrendering to whatever comes next. So here I am, in this small white world.

No escape.

Can you enter my world? 

 

In Bed with Spring

2017-05-09 − Spring − 13 images
In Bed with Spring 0
In Bed with Spring 1
In Bed with Spring 2

So… here I am. Nervous, in front of hotel room 238. Wearing a silky black dress with sexy lingery underneath. All exactly like he told me in his very precise instructions. It’s exactly at a quarter past three. I have no clue what will happen now, but the door is slightly open and I enter the small hallway, wondering why the next door is closed.

Softly I close the door behind me. There’s no way back now. Just as I’m about to knock on the wooden door in front of me, I see a little note. ‘Good girl, you’re here’ it says. And: "Undress and come in. Just wear lingery and heels. No talking." I feel nervous in my stomach. Why doesn't he welcome me? Is he even here? My heart is going crazy in my chest. My pussy is tingling. What if….

I’m a good girl, so I do as I’m told. I take my dress off and check if my stockings are on the same hight. They are. I can’t think of any reason to wait any longer, so I take a deep breath and enter the room. Phew… The room is light and there’s a big bed in front of me, inviting me to play around. I can’t help my smile. I like to play, so that’s what I do.

I enjoy myself and when I want to feel a bit more cosy, I wrap myself in a white sheet. I like feeling the fabric around me and I curl up to relax for a bit, but I don’t get time for that. Is playtime over? Maybe…

Without saying a word he ties my hands together and he wraps the sheet around my legs, very tight. He uses rope to keep the sheet in place and to prevent me from moving my legs. After a while he also wraps the fabric around my upper body, as tight as possible. Rope is pressing into my upper arms and into my ribs. It’s a slow mummification process and it’s getting harder and harder to move. I like being restricted like this. It’s warm in here and being in this tight white thing makes me feel… exactly like that. Like a white little thing. I’m slowly changing into a cocoon. Just a shape, nothing more than a random object.

Just as a part of my consciousness notices that it’s getting dark outside, my head is covered in a white pillowcase and I feel myself disappearing into nothingness. Rope presses the fabric of the pillow case against my eyes. I’m double blindfolded and can’t see a thing. He squeezes my jaws, so I open my mouth. From now on the rope keeps my mouth open. When I exhale, I immediately feel my warm breath coming back to my skin. I don’t hear anything apart from my own breath. Slowly I’m floating away in a white world that swallows me whole. Breathing gets harder and I start drooling. I sink away even deeper. Nothing I can do, apart from surrendering to whatever comes next. So here I am, in this small white world.

No escape.

Can you enter my world? 

this update is a small set of stills from the related feature clip "In Bed with Spring"

Suffering in full view

2017-04-16 − Joan Belle − 40 images
Suffering in full view 0
Suffering in full view 1
Suffering in full view 2

I don't see my slavegirl from Singapore that often, so when I do, I'd like to make it count.

It does make me proud to own her and I love to show her of, no matter where, not even in this public place. I undress her, put her feet in heels and tie her petite body near a stairs in this public place.

She was whimpering something about shame, but I think this is one of the cultural differences, I did not feel any shame at all... Best to put a large gag in that tiny mouth of her and tie her to one the stair's handrails, just in case she tries to get out of sight.

Next, time to tie her legs with her sexy feet in sexy heels and attach them to the stair's handrail as well.

Then, finally, gag her with a tenugui over her ballgag and then add another tenugui over the previous one and over her nose. Sensitive as Joan is this is becoming a struggle now, a struggle for air.

We love to see Joan struggle, but we are going for suffering and decide the fun road, a neck-rope.
That sweet whimpering, gasping, piece of slavegirl is a beautiful sight... and this makes me weak... I pull out a tiny vibrator, wedge it tight between her legs, against her clit, switch it on, sit back, relax and enjoy whatever might unfold now...

Photos by StereoEye photography & derToni

Hashigata zuri - with Miss "A"

2017-03-12 − Miss "A" − 28 images
Hashigata zuri - with Miss "A" 0
Hashigata zuri - with Miss "A" 1
Hashigata zuri - with Miss "A" 2

Today we present to you the classy, sexy, sweet but oh-so crazy Miss "A" (we love her).

She is the sweetest person you will ever meet, you can take her out to the fanciest places then get home and do the craziest as f*ck things to her (we love her).

For our third encounter (the first two will be available soon) we made her endure a hashigata zuri. Her pleasure in our ropes (what she gives can not be called suffering) is beautifully captured by Mr. CarmineWorx.

Photos by CarmineWorx.