�Camera... up and running......... white balance... set......... microphones are on...... ok, all ready!� Mike was eager to get this shoot exactly right. He was in heavens last week when his new High Definition camera was delivered, and after elaborately trying out all its new features, he was ready to put it to use. At 22.45 h. his doorbell rang. Mike quickly jumped up the stairs to let his guests in. Swinging the door open he was greeted with the sight of two fairly well-built young men, surrounding a small *********** girl cowering shyly in between them. After greeting his old friends an… 続きを読む

The Clock Part 2 As I walked into the dungeon I was confronted with a wonderfully erotic sight - 13 stunningly attractive young models hanging from the centre beam by their manacled wrists. Every toned muscle was painfully stretched as the models scrambled to gain any purchase on the floor with their toes to take some of the weight off their abused shoulder sockets. There was no relief of course. I had carefully adjusted the length of the manacle chains whilst they had been u*********s so that the most that they could achieve was to touch the floor with the end of their toes. Yet st… 続きを読む

“Take the strain” I roared. And both girls moved back. “Pull” Tiffany had clearly realised the disadvantage she had. As soon as I shouted pull she raced back, completely taking the blond, who had not moved, by surprise. The tension on the bungee rope increased until the hook ripped clean through the blond’s nipple. The hole in Tiffany’s tit had increased in size, but her nipple was intact. She had won. The blond stood whimpering and holding her ruined nipple. “Oh God no” she cried. blood oozed from the wound. I grabbed the hot soldering iron from the workbench and began caut… 続きを読む

Strolling back into the main dungeon, I turned directly to Chloe. The various side games, whilst great fun, were delaying my preparations somewhat. “Chloe. Have you chosen the next player?” “Yes Master” she said. She took a card from the pile and walked over to a girl who I had hardly noticed. She was of average height and had that girl next door look. She was not standard model material. She was, however, incredibly sexy and I felt another erection growing in my pants. “Name?” I said, keeping the excitement out of my voice. “Keeley” she replied. “Keeley. Keeley. Keel… 続きを読む

The Clock Provided By: BDSM Library www.bdsmlibrary.com Synopsis: 13 stunning female models are k**napped and tortured. The finale is the infamous clock! As I walked into the dungeon I was confronted with a wonderfully erotic sight - 13 stunningly attractive young models hanging from the centre beam by their manacled wrists. Every toned muscle was painfully stretched as the models scrambled to gain any purchase on the floor with their toes to take some of the weight off their abused shoulder sockets. There was no relief of course. I had carefully adjusted the length of the manacl… 続きを読む

The Clock Provided By: BDSM Library www.bdsmlibrary.com Synopsis: 13 stunning female models are k**napped and tortured. The finale is the infamous clock! As I walked into the dungeon I was confronted with a wonderfully erotic sight - 13 stunningly attractive young models hanging from the centre beam by their manacled wrists. Every toned muscle was painfully stretched as the models scrambled to gain any purchase on the floor with their toes to take some of the weight off their abused shoulder sockets. There was no relief of course. I had carefully adjusted the length of the manacl… 続きを読む

The Clock Part 1 As I walked into the dungeon I was confronted with a wonderfully erotic sight - 13 stunningly attractive young models hanging from the centre beam by their manacled wrists. Every toned muscle was painfully stretched as the models scrambled to gain any purchase on the floor with their toes to take some of the weight off their abused shoulder sockets. There was no relief of course. I had carefully adjusted the length of the manacle chains whilst they had been u*********s so that the most that they could achieve was to touch the floor with the end of their toes. Yet st… 続きを読む

Interrogation One: The Electric Crab The air inside the underground room was hot and sticky, overlaid with the smells of excitement, sweat and fear. The edges of the torture chamber were shrouded in darkness but, as she was dragged through the door, the terrified girl could see the gleam of white wall tiles and a jumble of nameless equipment on a bench against one wall. The guards forced her forwards, laughing at her futile attempts to resist. Still dressed in an expensive blouse and jeans, it was obvious from the bruises, and the disarray of her clothes, that the soldiers had ta… 続きを読む

The Copper Cup By Cortez This story follows Maria Jimenez's interrogation immediately after she has been forced to watch her friend, Juanita, being tortured by Lieutenant Perez and the sinister Colonel Marcos. Juanita's story is told in 'The Electric Crab'. Colonel Marcos and his trusted lieutenant, Anna Perez, watched as Maria's friend, Juanita, was dragged from the torture chamber. The air in the underground room was thick with the smell of sweat and agony, hot with the blaze of the spot lamps shining on the saddle in centre of the chamber. The same diabolical saddle that Juan… 続きを読む

A Session on the Bars Cortez 'Now, my dear if you will just slip your clothes off, we'd like you kneeling up on those bars beside you...' The girl whimpered, just as they all did, as she peered through the glaring lights at the ominously simple piece of apparatus bolted to the bare concrete floor at her side. Just a pair of parallel wooden struts, just over shoulder width apart and each one fixed across two solid, knee high posts. The flat narrow top of each bar, and the thick leather straps that dangled down from them, were dark and stained with moisture and hard use. 'The clo… 続きを読む