Aria enters with her elbows already welded and then agonizes through 75 minutes of br*tal b*ndage and punishing gags as she is roped, groped and thoroughly humbled. Finally deconstructed into a captive crushed in cord, the tit-tied and panty-gagged damsel is reduced to a groaning *rgasm machine as the hitachi milks her to c*m over and over!

Strict b*ndage v*rgin Aria had no idea how rough restraint could get, but when she agreed to anything five minutes into the set she became clay to be shaped into a bound, gagged and punished c*m cutie!

The clack of Aria's green f*ck-me pumps echoes against cold cement as she is roughly shoved into the basement, her hobbled ankles making it difficult to pace as she is roughly shoved into place to have her tits and *ss groped. Her arms are absolutely crushed behind her back and she grunts past six inches of phallus strapped behind her teeth while he manhandles her, bringing her *ss cheeks to a hot red glow with hard smacks of the hand. She knows her place and like a good girl stands as instructed so he can tighten her bit gag even more and then stretch her by her chin into a fully erect and tethered position. Already red-faced the dangling damsel moans through the surrogate in her mouth as her nipples are roughly pinched and pulled before he snips h*les in her sweater to expose them permanently.

At his command she removes her own skirt and presents her *ss for even more debasement before again having her nipples pinched. Her most intense reaction comes though when he starts fingering her p*ssy prompting her to say she likes that over and over. She struggles for him as he prepares the next stage in her deconstruction, eventually looking at the camera and giving permission for him to do as he wishes with her. Any chance at escape is now gone, and he sets about thoroughly working over the red-faced and vulnerable damsel meat. Her breasts are exposed and inspected, roughly groped and kneaded before her already erect nipples are pinched and pulled once again. Her brow furrows in stark contrast to her light and almost excited moans, a clear indication that she remains apprehensive even though part of her wants more.

She stands helplessly as he undoes her hobble and uses the rope to fashion a modified crotch harness, using her own panties to fill her slit and tying them so tightly the garment disappears deeply between her labia. He tests the tightness, j*rking it through her cleft, before starting the slow build to her first *rgasm by tying a running vibrator to the mass of fabric nestled against her clit. She dangles precariously as he zip ties her legs with thin, white plastic, cinching each with smaller ties until the painful bandings sink deeply into her flesh. Her j*rks each tight and with her ankles now bound she loses balance and is compelled to use only her neck and that thin rope around it to stabilize herself. Soon her arm restraints have been replaced, the rope swapped for tight zip ties again cinched with smaller ties, the tight bands sinking even more uncomfortably into her arms that the rope. Nothing about the application is gentle, as if he wants her to tap, but she only moans from the strain as she continues to wriggle as earlier instructed.

Finally seated the redness on her face starts to fade. He removes the bit gag and some glistening wetness stains her chin, but that is customary with a phallic intrusion. She works her jaw, stretching it, to help alleviate the strain of over 17 minutes of being orally penetrated. Despite the sight of the gigantic sponge she still opens her mouth widely to accept it. Even with the agony and humiliation she wants more, she wants to experience it all. It takes effort but he somehow packs the sponge fully into her mouth, filling her cheeks and eventually popping it behind her teeth. He then tightly tapes it in place with electrical tape. The banding is br*tal, the look of strain again washing over her face, and he leaves her alone to struggle in agony. She wriggles in the chair, testing the bonds on her legs and arms but neither yield. Her movements are mandatory but only serve to heighten the discomfort as the tightly cinched bands saw at her soft flesh like tiny, plastic Her cheeks bulge over the tight taping and her eyes suddenly widen to signal rapidly growing The sponge is shifting and with panic she stares at her villain in hopes he can save her. The removal of the gag is quick, but the break for her is short. He wants her face packed. and to see her struggle with that look of on her face once again. The replacement gag isn't much better. The sponge is smaller but still takes work to insert into her noise h*le, and the wrapping of silver tape is no less tight than the banding she earlier endured. He also adds clothespins to her fully-erect nipples, a penalty for her tapping, before she is again left to struggle. And so she sits alone once again bound, gagged, wriggling and stimulated by the melding of her panties and a vibrator. Minutes slowly tick by as she moans into her mouth packing, always wriggling as instructed. The zip ties seem to cut deeper and deeper into her p*ined flesh as she struggles, but her moans grown more pleasured as the stimulation continues to build her slowly towards a frustratingly denied release. She sits erect at all times, keeping her head held high to show of her strain and keep those crushed nipples fully in view, as she continues to struggle for him. Finally after almost five minutes she again gives him permission to Dominate her as his discretion and agrees to the next phase of her punishment.

Her gag is removed again, and he slides two fingers inside of her mouth to test her gag reflex before knotting her hair with a rope. She is still fully crushed in zip tie restraints and still lightly moaning at his every touch. Posture training is next, and he helps her practice keeping her head up by tying her hair to the back of the chair. Her head is sharply bent back in what she would later admit to be one of the hardest parts of the sh*ot. With her mouth open wide she accepts his fingers slowly into her lube h*le until they are fully into her throat. He moves them back and forth, slowly f*cking her throat with his fingers to test possible propensities for later. She sighs in relief when the leg restraints are cut away but is immediately made to spread her legs widely, putting her shaved p*ssy again on full view. He affixes clover clamps to her nipples, and her legs shift to indicate the discomfort they cause her. For a full minute she endures them with some difficulty although she seems to enjoy a brief fingering of her p*ssy, and she groans in relief when they are finally removed. Next is a stress b*ll, pushed under her warm p*ssy lips and partially inside their wetness. Her hair now releases she opens wide for a huge pair of full-bottomed panties and stairs at the camera as he methodically packs them into place for a size test. Soon they are fully inside her mouth, her cheeks ballooning, and she gag talks for him to test their effectiveness.

Before long he has both ankles raised up high and tied in place, and she spreads her knees even wider to help alleviate the strain. Now that shaved p*ssy is and will remain on full display until the completion of her ordeal. He pulls the wet stress b*ll from between her labia and jams her taste into her own mouth, prompting her tell the camera just how good she tastes. He rebinds her wrists, fastening them to the chair, as she sucks her own juices off of the b*ll. When that b*ll is finally removed it is replaced with a severe cleave gag, starting with red fabric wrapped multiple times and pulled tight and deep into her open mouth. Electrical tape follows, dragging everything deeper into her mouth, as she pleads to the camera with a furrowed brow as her cheeks are dragged back. Determined to show her true helplessness he next binds her chest br*tally tight to the chair and with the taut harness complete he finally removes the gag, her face deeply reddened from the strain. He cuts away more of her sweater to fully reveal breasts waiting t*rment as she nervously watches. With some trepidation she stares as the butchers twine as he laces the razor-thin cord through the chest harness and around her left breast until it juts out just right and he can tightly wrap her tit into a hard orb. With more titty twine the process is repeated until her other breast is a matching distorted and reddened orb topped with a fully erect n*pple. He flicks her nipples and slaps her tits as she moans into his hand gag, making sure the taut binding of each is providing the expected overstimulation.

Her b*ndage continues as he br*tally ties her waist to the chair, the tightness visibly distorting her waist, before fixing the hitachi vibrator to her still fully-exposed p*ssy. The head of the vibrator, tightly tied to her mound, is almost swallowed by her hungry labia, and he even uses more titty twine to make sure that she'll experience every vibration with no chance of escaping the pulsating head. Her elbows are next, and he absolutely crushes them behind her back. She starts to tremor from the strain. her b*ndage has been long, her punishment taxing and she is already more than an hour into her test. She's biting her lower lip, her brow furrowed deeply, so he moves to her gag. The bl*e panties return and once again his fingers penetrate her mouth as the satin invaders are packed fully into her face. Her cheeks are bulging when he squeezes the panties in place with clear tape, wrapping tightly over and over until her lower face is crushed. He works quickly, sensing she is close to tapping, and she moans in obvious discomfort.

But all of the worry fades away once the vibrator clicks to life. Her moans soften and she rocks her head back as the combination of external and internal stimulation sh*ots endorphins though her system. Her moaning tells him his c*m cutie is back, and he takes advantage by affixing clothespins to her nipples. She barely reacts, the vibrations quickly bringing her long journey of p*in to and ending with perhaps a l*ttle pleasure. He leaves her to her dilemma, her combination of both agony and pleasure. Her light moans are now rhythmic, hinting at the building inside of her that will soon be released. The first light *rgasm h*ts her in less than 30 seconds as her eyes flutter, her head rocks back and she lets out a light and long moan. It isn't until then that she realizes the the vibrator is still hard at work, and she cannot escape it. Her eyes widen as she looks down to see her tied tits and pulsing labia being jackhammered. She spreads her legs and attempts to arch to get away from the overstimulation, but it is a losing struggle. Soon she spasms through and agonizingly intense *rgasm as the spattering sounds of her squirting against the hitachi echo through the room. But the wave never crests as she groans loud and hard, it just keeps building again until the next time she c*ms. And so it continues as she *rgasms again and again, each time ejaculating and each time spasming and groaning even louder as the intensity grows.

Finally he returns to his spent captive, gently cupping her chin, and asks her if she has had enough. There is exhausting and exasperation in her eyes. She is spent, done and so overstimulated she'll do anything for release. She nods her head yes only to be told he wants one more, and she gives it to him. Spreading her legs wider than a head cheerleader on prom night she fully accepts the vibrating head to her mound, and every part of her from the clit up catches fire. She clenches her kegel muscles, bites hard into the panties in her mouth, and gives him a hard, shuddering *rgasm that seems to last forever. Good girl he says, turning off the vibe, and then he start slapping her bound tits again!

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