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Wednesday, January 14th, 2009
DragonLily says she likes bondage at home, but like so many girls that come through the studio she finds it easier to gain satisfaction at a shoot. She certainly gets what she came for.
Her eyes are nervous with anticipation. She waits and waits, helpless and desperate. When he comes back she is so eager to please, and when the time comes she orgasms easily, curling her toes and gasping. Her eyes constantly look around, curious for what will come next. Her breathing is heavy, matching the intensity of her situation.
On her knees, her back forced to arch, Cyd strategically clamps her nipples and pulls them upwards, exposing the sensitive underside of her breasts. He can strike at them easier with a cane this way.
After her breasts are tormented, DragonLily is on all fours, shackled down wrists, ankles, and torso, her head pulled all the way back to an ass hook. Completely immobilized, the intensity of her orgasms overwhelm her, nearly causing her to lose consciousness.
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Tuesday, January 13th, 2009
Shackled to a post, she wriggles around, trying in vain to adjust herself in her uncomfortable crouching position. She likes to play to the camera, exaggerating her movements. When I call her on it, she admits as much. She says struggling is fun. I listen to her talk about herself, distracted; my mind is on what I can do to make this harder for her. I want to make her struggle for real. I tell her to take off her heels so she has to crouch on the balls of her feet. Now she’s suffering. She quickly requests the vibrator. I can tell she’s used to being in control of her scenes. She won’t be in control today. I tell her the vibrator will wait. She can come if she works for it.
The discomfort of Darling’s initial position is nothing compared to what is coming to her. I play with her flesh, easily reddening and welting its pallor. Finally she’s been through enough to earn an orgasm. She’ll have to beg for it and describe it before I let her have it though.
Before she has a chance to recover, I strap her into a chair I built. It’s designed to keep her thighs spread as far apart as humanly possible. She looks lovely in the gasmask I put on her face, and I enjoy hearing her struggle for each labored breath. I place fucking machine between her legs and listen to her muffled cries. I make her cry and I make her sing. I make her uncomfortable, mark her body, and make her dance for me. She does everything I tell her to. She is obedient because she is aching to come again now….her whole body begs for it.
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Monday, January 12th, 2009
Claire is a well known switch with a long history of working with Cyd. She gets off on extreme restraint and severe bondage and smiles when she hears what her shoot has in store. Claire projects strength and self-confident in her actions. She is disciplined in dealing with pain and discomfort. Cyd likes nothing more than peel ing back her protective layer bit by bit, to where the poker face melts off and the vulnerability runs wild.
A seductive latex striptease is followed by an examination of some new piercing. Claire is made to lock herself in a collar and handcuffs. Her movements are confident and it is obvious that she wants to please. She is chained to the ceiling with her neck and wrists in a fiddle. She struggles in her heels to get away from the cane, her ankles held wide apart by a spreader bar. Cyd offers to stop the pain if she can stay still for only ten strokes, but soon another bargain is made – relief in one spot in exchange for more pain in another. The removal of her shoes makes her predicament more difficult to endure, but Claire is stubborn. She claims it “doesn’t suck enough yet.” Music to Cyd’s ears.
Afterwards, her reward is the vibrator and her breathing becomes rasping gasps and screams as she comes. Claire’s eyes show only her will to endure as she struggles to make it through her ordeal astride a wooden pony and she manages to come hard from an amazing chest slapping session. Another uncomfortable contortion, followed by a flogging, a butt plug and inflatable dildo complete this set. Although she screams and begs, Claire will never tell you to stop.
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Sunday, January 11th, 2009
A self-proclaimed painslut, Ariel X promises that she can take whatever is dished out. She says she loves intense orgasms and finds that when she comes in bondage it is especially good.
She learns that if she wants to come during this shoot, she’s going to have to earn it. Her knees are in agonizing in pain with both legs strapped tightly down to hard wooden boards. Her hands grasp at the air helplessly, cinched behind her back with tight leather straps. A pulley attached to her wrists provides little support for her upper body. Fulfilling her vow to take what is dished out to her, Ariel X endures intense spanking, flogging, foot torture, singletailing, and one uncomfortable position after another. It turns out she was telling the truth about how much she enjoys orgasms in bondage.
Later, when the ass hook tied to her hair, Ariel X begs to be let down. With a sadistic chuckle, Cyd obliges. But these things come with a price and the girl soon finds herself gagging on a cock before it is buried in her pussy. Pair this with the vibrator and Ariel X’s contorted body writhes in orgasm – the reward she has earned for her endurance.
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Saturday, January 10th, 2009
I’ve been looking forward to this shoot ever since I left the last one. My previous experience was so deliciously hot that the wait to come back was torturous. With my neck and wrists in a fiddle and my ankles shackled and chained to back of my neck, pulling my neck head in an awkward angle it begins. I am lying on my stomach, hip bones and elbows digging into the harsh wood and I can’t seem to get comfortable. I try rolling on my side, which makes my elbows feel momentarily better, but I am still straining to find that unattainable tolerable position. Cyd begins the interview with me like this and I feel my excitement begin to rise as we discuss the possibilities of the day. I will get to do a scene in my favorite set, a dingy old public bathroom. I am overjoyed at the suggestion of an enema. That kind of humiliation gets me wet just thinking about it.
It is dark and cramped. I must be in some sort of box. My head is smashed against a wall in front of me and my feet scrape the wall behind me. I am restrained by leather straps which keep my body curled into a little ball. Two dildos protrude from what I can only assume is the wall right behind me. One is shoved deep in my already dripping pussy and the other is stuffed in my ass. The box begins to move, jolting and bumping along as though it is rolling over uneven ground. It sounds like there are things in the box with me, below my head, that are rattling around as we move. I make small noises and try to cry out through the gag in my mouth. Suddenly there is a blinding light. The doors to my little box have been flung open and he appears and begins to pet my head in an almost tender way. He produces a pulley and attaches it to a point in the ceiling. I frown, confused. What could he be planning? I don’t have to wait long to find out, as he hooks the pulley to one of the leather straps binding me and I am quickly suspended from the ceiling, dangling like a piece of meat on a fishing line. Exposed completely and at his mercy. Eventually he lowers me onto a cart, unhooks me, and wheels me away.
To fulfill my fantasy in the filthy bathroom, I am bound and gagged on the cold floor. It is pitch black, save for one harsh light blinding any hope i may have of seeing my surroundings. He smokes a cigar and waves it around in my face. The excitement of not knowing what will happen next is turning me on to unbelievable extents. Then something is shoved in my ass. It gets frighteningly hot, then cools again. It is thrilling and terrifying all at once, and my excitement grows. I want more. But I am quickly left alone on the floor.
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Friday, January 9th, 2009
Lorelei is no stranger to bondage. She has done some of the most intense on-camera BDSM scenes ever filmed. Perhaps this is what makes Cyd push the limits with the severity of Lorelei’s shoot.
She starts off on all fours. A metal collar around her neck is held in place by chains going off in four different directions. Chains hold her wrists and ankles in place with metal cuffs while a metal belt around her waist forces her back down and her ass up. She is already wet and nothing has even happened yet. Cyd begins to cane her ass and she cries out in muffled sobs, her eyes wide with surprise at the severity of her punishment. She finds the metal allows her no motion as red marks swell up on her ass. But Lorelei’s pussy gives her away; it is dripping and hot. Next, the singletail adds just a dash of stinging pain to her welts. As a reward she gets the attitude adjuster deep in her cunt and the vibrator increases the stimulation until she can’t hold back any more. She knows her place, asking politely to come. Her reward doesn’t last long. An ass hook is thrust into her anus and her asshole is chained tightly to a pole above her head, leaving her even more immobilized than she thought possible.
Now leather straps bind her legs apart, arms up in the air. Her tits & pussy are flogged as Lorelei’s gaze remains steadily on the floor. She can handle pain, but something in her face says perhaps this was a bit more than she was expecting. Clothespins pinch tender bits of flesh on her breasts, torso, and pussy and Lorelei lets out shaky moans through her gag. She holds her own, challenging him in the depths of her eyes. So he raises it a notch, ripping off all the clothespins at once, leaving Lorelei to come in a drooling, moaning heap. He’s won again.
Later on, Lorelei finds herself face down again, strapped to a sawhorse. She is skewered like a pig, stuck fast, with one pole down her throat and another in her cunt. Lorelei’s still-tender ass is flogged once again. She cries and fights through the gag, wiggling her feet in defiance, but they are the only thing she can move. Nosehooks are the final humiliation, and yet still there is a challenging look in her eyes.
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Thursday, January 8th, 2009
Tawni is a spunky blonde who has been a stripper for 5 years and a porn star for several months. She likes bondage a lot but claims she can’t trust anyone to do it in her personal life. She likes being marked and bruised, and she even put in a specific request to be booked for a Device Bondage shoot.
Things begin when Tawni is strapped spread eagle to a steel chair. A clear harness gag smears her pretty red lipstick all over her face. Her dress is roughly cut off with a knife and her breasts are covered with clothespins to be used as single tail target practice.
Tawni has had a long week and is tires quickly. She looks nervous, and that just makes Cyd feel more sadistic. Adding nipple clamps and weights makes Tawni’s breathing heavier before her hair is pulled back and tied to the chains behind her, forcing her head backwards in a delicious arc. She is caned lightly, and relieved with a vibrator induced orgasm that stiffens her body as she screams in pleasure. Cyd pulls her nose upwards with a painful nose clamp and ties it off, leaving her to recover from her orgasm in this humiliation fashion.
Later Tawni finds herself steer tied on a box, wrists to ankles, laying on her side. Two of her holes are stuffed full by poles that keep her fixed in place. She is left with the eroscillator attached to her clit to torture her for a while with its pleasurable vibrations that soon turn to pain when left in place for too long. She tries to take her mind off it by fucking herself on a dildo attached to a pike and comes over and over again until she is nothing more than a quivering heap.
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Wednesday, January 7th, 2009
Christina Carter is a well established bondage model who likes to have her limits tested. She gets off on intense floggings and a skillful mixture of pleasure and pain.
Groaning with agony as she is strapped down to a box, hogtied, with her chin forced up agonizingly high on an metal bar. Cyd cuts off her shirt to expose her voluptuous breasts and adorns them with nipple clamps and weights. She begs and begs desperately for the vibrator. Cyd is amused and plays his sadistic little game, asking Christina to continue pleading with him until he finally gives her what she wants.
Next we hear her cry in agony as she is shackled to a post, her cunt impaled on a spiked electrified dildo. The instructions are simple – keep quiet through a flogging or get shocked. Christina has a difficult time remaining silent, but the promise of the Hitachi’s return and a few painful shocks to the tender flesh of her inner thighs make her a fast learner.
In the end, Christina reveals she has been broken and that this was the toughest bondage shoot she has ever done in her life, out of the hundreds and hundreds of shoots she has done in her career.
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Tuesday, January 6th, 2009
Leather straps constrict her body in a tight hogtie, face down on the padded box. New to bondage with only a handful of shoots in her past, she’s never experienced helplessness like this. I watch as sweat begins to bead on her face. She’s nervous. She gasps and claims it’s difficult to breathe, but I know she’s lying. She’s just desperately seeking a way to gain back some of the control she gave up.
The exaggerated gasping doesn’t have the intended effect on me so next she starts pleading, first with her voice and then with her eyes, but that doesn’t work either. I’ve seen this act before. Her feigned suffering makes me want to pull the straps tighter, to show her how easy I’m being on her, to show her how bad it can get, but I resist the urge. For now, anyway. If I’m patient, I can lure her in deeper.
Later on, with a thick dildo buried deep in her cunt and a vibrator pressed hard against her clit, she gives in to the relentless buzzing and throbbing between her legs. I watch with faint amusement as she easily sucks air into her lungs in long full breaths, her attempts at deception now forgotten. She screams as her body writhes and convulses in orgasm. Her eyes glaze over with pleasure and now she is gasping for real, exhausted from the muscle contractions in her abdomen and thighs. All traces of the fear and hesitation that existed before are gone now, replaced with something else…raw lust. She’s hooked, and there is no going back.
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Monday, January 5th, 2009
The metal is cold and excruciating against my flesh. It digs into my neck, wrists, and ankles like bare bones grinding against each other at the joint. It becomes more unpleasant with every adjustment I try to make. I must force myself to become accustomed to this metal structure, to feel as though it is an extension of my skeletal structure, a part of me. Every sensation is an exquisite mixture of pleasure and pain. I feel his eyes watching me, his smirk, his pleasure in my discomfort and pain. I find that I am turned on by this in spite of myself. He knows where every tender part of my body is and he makes sure to exploit that knowledge. I have no choice but to give in, a slave to sensations.
Later on, I am completely immobilized with all my weight supported by a bar between my legs. With my head and arms severely tied back I find it difficult to catch my breath and before long I am rasping and gasping for air. He lets my head up, but at the price of the singletail’s licks. All I can think about is how badly I want him to hit me harder. This position is so painful that the only thing capable of delivering relief is more pain. It takes all my concentration just to withstand it. I am so distracted that I forget to thank him when he provides me with something to stand on to displace the weight. He calls me ungrateful I am immediately consumed by so much guilt that I want to cry. I want to make it up to him and just endure it, but the pain is too great. My internal conflict is almost worse than the actual position.
I want to forget this transient pain and to just tolerate my situation and please him, but I can’t let go of the feeling and the desire to physically end it. It is such a turn on to have my mind and body engaged simultaneously in this way. It proves my lack of control and that is something I like very much. Finally I cannot take any more. I have to ask to stand on the boxes again. This time I will not forget my manners. My reward is relief and a string of screaming orgasms, leaving my chest heaving with gratitude. I thank him once aloud because I am too exhausted to repeat it, although it is all that rings in my ears.
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Sunday, January 4th, 2009
She is crouched in a corner, her back against the cold brick walls. A bar sits low and tight across her lap with leather straps holding her knees apart, keeping her in a squat. There is a collar around her neck and her wrists are attached to the back of it. She explains how she likes to play in her personal life. Cyd tries to make her position a bit more interesting by moving a strong propane heater right next to her. She wriggles around a bit, trying to get away from the heat. A few minutes later she Cyd pulls her shirt up over her head, tying it off above her arms like a sack of potatoes. She struggles inside the cloth, pressing her face against it so we can see her ghostly profile and hear her labored breathing.
Next we find her in the Spanish stirrups with a spider gag holding her mouth open wide. One foot of the stirrups is chained up above her to the ceiling and she twists her arms around as she lies on her back, as though she thinks she might actually get free. Cyd pushes a speculum into her wet cunt and advises her to relax her muscles as he opens it wider and pokes around inside with a sharp stick. He proceeds to wedge a large butt plug deep into her asshole but quickly switches it out for the biggest one he can find. She lets out a few moans and screams as the huge hunk of rubber disappears inside her ass, but quickly quiets down. Cyd congratulates her on taking the biggest thing he’s ever put in anyone’s ass before rewarding her efforts with the Hitachi.
Her last position keeps her on her knees with her arms behind her and her head tied back at a terrific angle to an ass hook. She looks directly up at her fate – a fucking machine mounted to the wall right above her mouth. Cyd orders her to show him how well she sucks cock and she eagerly obliges, gagging and spewing drool in every direction across the room.
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Saturday, January 3rd, 2009
It’s hot in the small room. The lights give off waves of heat, slowly and steadily raising the temperature. My clothes are starting to stick to me and she hasn’t arrived yet.
By the time she finally shows up, sweat is beginning to drip into my eyes. She introduces herself and we briefly negotiate. She blows her nose and sniffles. I ask her about it and she says she’s getting over a cold. She moves away and starts getting changed for the shoot. She makes small talk with some staff members. The conversation moves on to blowjobs somehow. She says she’s embarrassed to watch her own porn.
The shoot starts and I pick out equipment for the first scene. A collar, chain, manacles and metal bar to lock her body into a tight ball. A gag to make her drool. Tape with a rough, coarse surface to wrap around her fingers so wiping her nose will feel like sandpaper. A large mirror to force her to look at herself while a thick dildo takes turns fucking her mouth and her cunt. She squirms in a mixture of humiliation, discomfort and arousal, and can’t resist when a vibrator is pressed against her clit. I let her orgasm once, then take the vibrator away.
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Friday, January 2nd, 2009
Two new models, Hailey and Ariel, tender their flesh to be twisted, bound and tormented. New to bondage, Ariel hesitantly agrees to explore the subject. Her test begins with her head locked inside a steel sensory deprivation sphere. The heat of her breath adds to the pitch blackness inside to make the experience stifling as well as disorienting. She breathes a sigh of relief when the sphere is removed, thinking that her ordeal is over, but soon she finds herself forced to bend over, her neck collared and chained to the floor. The muscles in her thighs begin to burn with exertion as she wonders what she has gotten herself into.
Hailey receives no leniency either. Soon after she arrives, she finds herself kneeling on the floor, her knees spread wide apart. Her neck and wrists are trapped in a spreader bar and her nose is clamped and attached to a weight in front of her, forcing her to keep her body in a humiliating squat while she is made to answer question after question. A short while later her body is stretched to the limit, pulled up by her wrists and balanced on her knees as she feels the lash of the single tail.
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Thursday, January 1st, 2009
Jade Marxxx loves bondage and has plenty of experience as a BDSM model. She is talkative and chipper during her interview, but even she admits she’s nervous for her first Devicebondage shoot. As her mind races wondering what is in store for her, her words and thoughts tumble over each other and at one point she forgets who is being interviewed and begins asking Cyd questions.
Strapped and chained into a squat, Jade’s thighs burn, the balls of her feet are in agony as they strain in her high heels. Cyd gives her aching body a quick taste of relief with the vibrator pressed hard to her wet clit. It’s just enough to keep her going before he tortures her flesh some more with a flogger and some nipple clamps. “Just think of the vibrator,” he tells her. Soon she gets what she’s been waiting for, and her gag-muffled shouts of “Oh my god!” fill the room as she comes hard.
Next she is spread eagle, bent forward with her face pressed against a post. Jade endures a good flogging and comes over and over and over again, her feet rising off the floor at times as her orgasms shake her body. Finally she has to beg for it to stop and her cunt drips everywhere. Later, spent and out of breath, she tells the crew that this was the hardest and best shoot she has ever done in her life.
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Tuesday, December 30th, 2008
Sarah Jane Ceylon is chained, flogged, strapped, caged, gagged, clamped, vibrated, fucked, whipped, licked, caned and forced to come over and over for six hours during her live show.
Sarah starts the show kneeling with a metal collar around her neck locked to a pole in the floor as members in the show chatroom type in questions for her to answer. Over in the corner, Alexa Von Tess watches from where she is trapped in a rusty iron cage to act as a backdrop decoration.
The scenes change again and again. Members come up with suggestion after suggestion. Sarah is manacled to a table with her ass and cunt in the air, she is locked in a cage, bent over backward and stretched on a rack, fucked by Alexa with a dildo gag and beaten until her ass is bright red and full of welts. The scenes go on and on.
The show was broadcast over the Internet to a live audience of hundreds of members across the globe in HD video quality with overwhelming success. It is presented to you here in edited form for members to download. Device Bondage does live shows every third Saturday of the month. Don’t miss the next one!
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