Hot Bondage Sluts

Miss Kitty is a bondage model from the South who claims to like rough and kinky sex at home. That may be true, but she sure didn’t know what she signed up for once we got her in the Device Bondage workshop.

Sara arrived at the shoot with a hairy bush. As punishment, she strapped into a hogtie position and gagged while cyd attaches clothespins to her pubic hair. The sensation of having her bush ripped out hair by hair is exquisitely painful.

She has a moment to rest beforeshe is locked into an iron wrist and neck spreader bar. A tight rubber hood compresses her head and jaw, preventing her from making a single noise.

The second half of Alexa’s live show had Alexa and Delilah Strong bound to posts facing each other with a tight chains running through their crotches and over a loop connecting them to each other, ensuring any violent motion by one girl would be felt by the other in the most intimately painful manner. The girls try to hold still, but a cattle prod set on high breaks their composure immediately.

Kelly Wells and Alexa Lynn are put through what seems to them a bondage gauntlet from hell.

A severe head harness designed for punishment and sensory deprivation brings one of the girls under complete control as she is ordered to shave, blind.

Bizarre torment and a humiliating position, combined with unforgiving steel neck, wrist and ankle restraints, serve to heighten the suffering of the other almost to her breaking point.

Over their heads, they struggle to helplessly endure as they intensely feel every exquisite minute of their ordeal.

For a sadist, their suffering and discomfort is a beautiful sight to behold.

Amber Rayne shines in the second part of her 4/21/07 live show. She’s strapped to a devious caning and whipping device, immobilized, folded in half, face down ass up. The straps and the position pull her skin taught, making the whipping she receives even more intense and painful than normal. The show concludes with a dual sybian “race” between Amber and Cherry Torn, the decoration model, to end in a frenzied explosion of simultaneous orgasms that goes on and on for several minutes.

There are two girls today. The was supposed to be one but a spare was found somewhere so they sent her to me. I’ve used the first one before but never the second. The second says she does girls and likes bondage. She says she can take it all and I should do it all.

I bound them together with chains and leather – tight, so they would sweat on each other. I made the first one eat the second one’s asshole. I made the second one face fuck the first one’s asshole. The first one surprised me with the sheer ferocity of her ass eating. The second one surprised me because she does what she says and says what she does. They’ll both be back.

Since her last shoot, Ariel X managed to find a new friend who beats up her during sex. She’s rather pleased and she smiles when she talks about it.

When I buckle a leather control collar around her neck she begins to fidget and twist her head. She is getting nervous and I like it. By the time I finish strapping her down and sliding the gas mask into place, her breathing is heavy and panic is building.

I lay down on my stomach as I approach with the cattle prod set on high. With the mask on, she can’t see where I’m going to strike. The shocks come out of nowhere and the unexpected searing pain makes her jump and gasp for air only to to find there is none to be had with my palm pressing sealing off the intake hose. Her lungs are burning, desperately working in vain, but all they can do is pull the mask tighter against her face. Her neck bulges like a sausage trapped in the leather collar. Fear is in her eyes now and sweat begins to bead on her skin.

I keep shocking her and sealing off her air. I look down at her wide eyes through the holes in the mask and for a moment I imagine I’m not going to let go, I’m going to let her gasp and flop like a fish in the sand until she goes quiet. She stares back at me through the glass and for a split second I’m sure she can tell what I’m thinking.

I take my hand off the hose and shock her again in the most sensitive spot within reach. She thrashes around on the floor, her chest heaving with the labor of sucking in air.

Another moment to enjoy her helplessness, and then I bury a vibrator in her cunt and strap it in. The screams of pain from the prod turn into moans now. Her sharp shallow breaths become deep and ragged as she builds up to climax. She thrashes around again and again but the terrified look is gone and now her expression is relaxed, her eyes glazed over and far away.

Julie’s second visit to Device Bondage was scorching hot. Way too hot for Julie as she soon finds out. Julie’s poor pussy and anal pucker are rendered aflame as cyd starts off the six hour live show by smearing a liberal amount of his special “lava” sauce into the folds of her labia and into her tight pink rosebud at the request of sadistic DB members who clamor for it in the live show chatroom.

Julie begins to whimper as cyd takes time to vigorously rub her clit and clit hood to ensure that the pores open up and take in as much of the concoction as possible, thus ensuring that the burning sensation will reach its maximum effect. The sauce is not even fully applied yet and the incredible discomfort is already obvious from the expression on Julie’s face.

Though Julie agreed to experience the sauce prior to the show, she now urgently pleads with cyd, fervently begging him to release her from the agony that relentlessly builds between her thighs with every passing moment.

When cyd re-iterates his initial warning to Julie: Once the sauce goes on, there is no way to stop it or reverse it. One must simply endure the twenty or so minutes that it takes for the salve to run its terrible course. She frantically twists her head around, her eyes wide open bearing a wild, almost inhuman gleam.

In the end, Julie digs down deep inside herself and finds a reserve of inner strength to draw upon and persevere through an ordeal that would have broken the spirit of someone with lesser character.

Meanwhile, as Julie endures her torment for members watching the show live around the globe, Devaun, the “decoration” model for the show, provides some additional eye candy as she suffers through her own predicament, her neck and wrists trapped in a heavy set of wooden stocks. Gagged and drooling, she kneels on a patch of cold, rough concrete floor where cyd has scattered uncooked grains of rice where they will painfully dig into her knees while also serving to prevent her from finding even the slightest respite from her position.

Overall, this show featured some of the most intense bondage and brutal positions that Device Bondage has released to date. Enjoy.

Sasha and the self styled pink star. A mismatched pair, each serving as a dramatic foil to the other. Bound tight and under duress, one fidgets and wheedles, the other drifts off and dreams. One clings to the moment, analyzing every ache and pain, the other surrenders herself to the experience, come what may. One finds needs for adjustments here and tweaks there, the other digs her knees into splinters to enjoy the exquisite pain that acts as a gateway to the subsequent flood of endorphin euphoria.

Carrie has done some exploring of BDSM in her private life. When questioned, she reveals she has also gotten her feet wet with modeling by posing nude and in light bondage for “private collectors.” None of her experiences, however, has prepared her for this shoot.

She begins to struggle with the bondage immediately. This isn’t like the photo shoots the collectors paid her to do. There is no pawing and no fawning. No pantyhose rubbing or bare foot fondling.

Here there is silence. There is a rigid collar buckled unbearably tight around her neck. Her face is red with the strain and sweat drips off her brow.

I know the position she’s in is agony. I know her feet are screaming in the bargain basement high heels that don’t fit. I know it because I went to great lengths to make her suffer in precisely the way I want. I keep asking her if she wants her shoes off. I know she desperately does, but she keeps denying it. She’s afraid that if she says yes it will get worse and she knows she’s barely hanging in as it is. It doesn’t matter if she can’t bend herself the way some other girls can – the level of stress necessary varies from woman to woman. All you need to do is gradually raise it and wait.

I was busy working on the new Armory set, so when Sgt. Major arrived in town, I gave him Kristine’s DB shoot.
I knew I could trust him to do a good job.
Sarge’s favorite thing is a crotch rope and he works it in with ease.

Thinking back to the day of the shoot, I remember being vaguely amused. As I turned the corner into the talent office in search of a model to bind, I came face to face with the same stare that greets me in the mirror each morning.

We sat down. We talked at each other over a checklist. She didn’t ask any questions. She signed her name while digging through her purse.

Later on, they brought her in from makeup. The interview went by as she posed for pictures, twisting her form this way and that.

I began moving metal around to set up an idea and she wandered into a corner while scrolling through an electronic organizer. She’s only 19 but she works 5-6 days a week. She has an agent, a web site, a book deal, a video blog. Booking her was a 3 month process.

Stripped naked on the table, bound to the cold metal, she looked like she might fall asleep but didn’t. She looked at the goggles quizzically but adjusted them so all she could see was black.

The vibrator caused a stir, but when the clamps went on she came to. One, five, ten, twenty…she writhed around screamed. She spit words out no one expected. She came so hard she looked like a fighter pilot in g-force training, gritting her teeth with her lips curled back.

The camera stopped and the straps came off. She sat up and removed the goggles. Her eyes came into focus. I could tell she had finally arrived in the room.

Several months ago when Alexa arrived for her first recorded shoot, one could have doubted both her enthusiasm for or her ability to endure a BDSM session. She was cautious and quiet, hesitant to explore areas that involved trust, such as erotic asphyxiation.

Over the course of a few visits, first as a model for a test shoot, next for her own full shoot, then as a decoration for a live show, and finally now for her own live show, she has thrown caution to the wind for the most part. What brought a nervous look before now makes her eyes go hazy as she lets her body slack and rolls her hips up so the dildo can sink into deeper into her cunt and the camera has better access to the view.

Delilah was a new find, a stranger  until she arrived to play eye candy on the floor. When asked what she enjoyed, she said she loved humiliation. She got what she asked for, spending time chained to a post on a cold concrete floor with a filthy high heel strapped into her mouth acting as a funnel for dirty luke-warm water dripping from above to trickle onto her tongue and down her throat.

NOTE: This update does not take the place of today’s regularly scheduled update which will be posted on late Thursday/Friday. Please see post in BDSM forum for further details.

During her interview, Leah Wilde tells us she has just started doing bondage recently, as opposed to boy/girl straight porn. I hand her a vibrator and tell her to masturbate.

I watch as she instinctively goes into porn mode, making eyes and playing to the camera. I tell her to stop, to ignore the camera, to be herself. She does for a while, but soon slips back to familiar mannerisms.

When the chains and belts come out, her eyes widen and her breathing quickens. She starts to whimper even before I’m finished strapping her down. I can’t tell if she’s acting anymore. One thing I can tell for sure is that she’s never done anything like this.

Amber Rayne and Cherry Torn endured a 6+ hour long, tough live show. It’s posted here if you didn’t catch it the first time, or even if you did and want to see it again in the edited version along with the accompanying high resolution photographic documentation.

BDSM gear fetishists everywhere will unanimously agree that building a collection of high quality equipment that is properly designed, aesthetically pleasing yet functionally useful is a process that takes many years and an inordinate amount of disposable income. Hunting down the one or two people on Earth that have the knowhow to make a custom fitting chastity belt or straitjacket is time consuming enough, let alone the agonizing 8 to 24 week waiting period to receive items from a tiny town in Europe or from an individual astisan who makes each piece by hand in his or her spare time.

Once the gear finally arrives, it is worth every penny and the long agonizing wait. The latex fits like second skin, the straitjacket is molded to the precise form of a woman, ensuring that she is utterly helpless, tightly constricted, yet able to remain in the bondage indefinitely. The chastity belt is so tight that a single finger is all that can be forced under the waistband and the vaginal shield is locked in place and pressing so forcefully against her pubic mound that it may as well be bolted in place with surgical screws. The extremely strict form of control this type of gear has on a submissive can cause her to have a mind blowing experience in a scene.

This shoot was done with all custom made to measure gear. For those individuals who are unsure what kind of difference this type of gear can make in a bondage scene, enjoy the update and perhaps you will see an item you would like to pick up for your own play. If you’d like to know the manufacturer, post on the forums and ask.

Note to Non-Gear Fetishists: Thanks in advance for the super anecdote you’re planning to post about how you built your home dungeon and all your equipment for $1.73 with supplies from Home Depot, things found in your couch and an old pasta strainer. It’s sure to be a real zinger and the insightful crafting of your comment will no doubt teach us that a true BDSM master (like yourself) needs no expensive props to securely bind and dominate a woman. In fact, you can dominate a woman with your mind, body language and voice, causing her to remain rigidly motionless and at attention with no restraints at all, ready to please you on a moments notice should you give the command or even the slightest gesture of your hand. Your go-get-em’ DIY thriftiness and sheer Dom power both humbles us and amazes us. In fact, since we already know how frugal and fantastic you are, you may as well skip the effort of posting the comment at all since it will no doubt take you away from your harem of willing submissives.

Holly is an adult model and stripper hailing from Manchester, England. She has done quite a few bondage shoots in the past few years, and she really enjoys bondage. She has heard that Cyd is “a little scary,” but she claims she is not nervous…yet. Once she is in her first greuling position, however, her eyes seem to tell a different story.

Cyd makes her first extreme position just a little more extreme by preventing almost all movement she may have with chains and a super tight ballgag. Her face shows the stress her body is going through. Holly’s eyes widen as Cyd threatens to attack her pubic hair. Using a pair of pliers he plucks at the little hairs, making Holly scream and whimper. Drool pours out over her ballgag. She is perhaps a little more nervous now than she had expected herself to be.

All of the bondage is intense, and Holly’s suffering is so very apparent. Yet every time she comes the pain becomes irrelevant, and she howls like a wild animal, bucking furiously. Her eyes become hazy as she gives in to the pleasure.

The shoot starts. I get as far as pulling her hair and already her cunt is soaking wet. She’s grinding her hips against the floor and trying to pull up her skirt. She can barely wait for me to force an asshook in and attach it to her hair, wrenching her head back and pulling the skin on her neck taut as a drum.

I keep pushing her and pushing her to see how far I can go. I bind her straddling a barrel with her legs spread wide. I drip hot wax on her nipples, inner thighs and labia. She squeals with pain at first, but soon her eyes begin to glaze over and her squeals are replaced with moans of pleasure. She sticks her tongue out and catches the drips of wax in her mouth. Her toes flex and curl up. She tosses her head about and tries to bite my face. She comes so hard she nearly loses consciousness. As soon as we’re done she wants more.

In order to build the technical infrastructure necessary to stream high definition wide screen live video feeds of device bondage shows as well as shows that other Kink sites may wish to put on, we needed to test the system twice before it was ready. In a previous update, we showed you the second test. This bonus update is footage of the first test.

Sarah is bound on the floor with her legs spread, her arms pulled back and her nipples clamped tight and attached to the ground, pulling her forward in a grueling predicament bondage scenario.

Harmony is an aggressive woman. Most of the time, she’s either domming girls, domming guys or working the porn circuit, getting brutally fucked hard with no holes barred and loving every bit of it. At one point she states that she absolutely “craves cock.”

She hasn’t done submissive work in a while, but she’s decided she wants to do a device bondage shoot. As the shoot progresses, it’s clear that Harmony wants to test herself, to put herself through hell to prove to herself and anyone watching that she can still handle it.

cyd doesnt make it easy for her. He slowly works away at her her mind and body, breaking her down physically and mentally. Painful nipple clamps make her squirm with pain and discomfort and a humilating rubber bit gag forces her to drool constantly. Metal spreader bars keep her knees spread wide for easy access to her cunt while rendering her arms helpless. A tight nose clamp with an attached weight is the icing on the cake, raising her discomfort and humiliation to an unbearable level just below her breaking point.

She suffers through all of it, desperately wishing the time would move by faster, but cyd makes sure she experiences every agonizing moment, allowing her only a few orgasms to give her any relief. One of them is so powerful it causes her to squirt all over herself.

Amber Rayne is back to DB for her second shoot. She says her first shoot was awesome, as she describes what happened. She is very enthusiastic about her upcoming live shoot as well as for the shoot today.

As we find Amber strapped and chained, as though caught in a spider’s web, the sweat beads up on her face as she strains in her position. Drool runs out her gag and down her chest. She cries out when her tits, ass and pussy are flogged red, a look of deep focus on her face. Her body jerks with each blow. Amber’s knees ache as they support all her weight. Her eyes show her serious concentration as her face is tortured with clover clamps and nose hooks. Double penetration with inflatable dildoes furrows Amber’s brow as she struggles to endure her torments. The vibrator is her only relief, bringing a hazy look to her eyes when she comes and comes again.

A member, Provost, posted on the web site message forums requesting that cyd divert some of his attention to tormenting the feet models that pass through the site.

cyd decides to fill the request, and when Calico arrives for her shoot, cyd traps her limbs in rigid steel restraints. Her ankles are locked in place with her dainty feet sticking straight up in the air. Strips of leather attached to her big toes pull down painfully, stretching out and immobilizing her bare and sensitive soles.

What happens after that is a long, long list. Rubber bands, caning, tickling, sharp wooden sticks, paddles, whipping, scraping, etc., etc., etc.

Though Calico’s feet are punished non-stop, the rest of her body does not escape. A latex breath control hood with a tiny hole in it combined with a tight metal collar forces her to keep her breathing slow and measured lest she suffocate herself by breathing too fast. cyd makes the predicament unbearably awful by slapping her hard over and over in all the most tender and sensitive places on her body – the soft flesh of her inner thighs, her armpits, the tops of her breasts and elsewhere until her skin is bright red with angry looking welts.

Calico shows extreme self control, mentally mastering her body and forcing herself to breathe in a controlled manner. For this display, cyd rewards her with a vibrator, allowing her powerful orgasm after orgasm until her legs are shaking and spasming from coming so hard.

Ky will remember this shoot for a long time. Right from the start, cyd puts her in an impossible predicament She is forced to try to remain perfectly still while supporting her entire body weight with her arms and legs. If she fails, she will suffer painfully when tight serrated little clamps attached to the tender flesh of her nipples, torso and labia are ripped off her body. cyd watches with amusement as trembling and muscle fatigue sets in and the clips start snapping off one by one. Ky’s begging is music to cyd’s ears.

Later she is made to stand up and then soundly whipped until her entire body is covered in angry red welts.

Next, she’s taken down and locked into a humiliating doggie style contraption with her knees spread wide for easy access to her cunt and ass. A ring gag causes her to drool as she’s vibrated and fucked from behind with a pole.

Even this isn’t enough for cyd, who goes at Ky again, this time putting her on the floor with her arms tied and bending her spine backwards so he can cane and clamp the most tender spots on her body.

Local girl Sara has never modeled before in her 18 year old life. She does, however, love bondage and she plays in her private life. Sara likes marks, like any good bondage slut does, so cyd makes sure to take full advantage of her pale flesh.

Her grey-blue eyes dart around, filled with nervous excitement. Her breathing starts to get heavier as cyd rips her clothes off with his knife. Her large breasts are taped off, making them protrude from her body like two large, ripe fruits. They swell, as though just begging to be caned. cyd beats them until they are purple and covered in welts. Sara whimpers quietly. As her nipples are suctioned she lactates a bit. They are so sensitive that cyd simply cannot resist trying all his different clamps out on her tender nipples.