Such a classic position on a very classic lady. Damsel in Distress at its best!
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The adventures of Ultragirl continue…

Amy Moorehouse (aka Ultragirl), played by Ashley Lane, is lounging in her apartment, trying to figure out what Black Cat's (Randy Moore) latest crime means. She figures out some clues and flies off to where she thinks the Black Cat is hiding. She enters a house to find the Black Cat has been expecting her. Before she can react, Black Cat throws a mass of Paralyzing Cat Scratch needles at her. Ultragirl collapses with the needles sticking out of her chest, and succumbs to their powerful toxin.

She awakens to find herself strapped to a slab. Black Cat explains that she is tied to her diabolical strangle rack. If she doesn’t struggle, the straps will tighten, but if she struggles, the vibrator tied tightly between her legs will activate. Once she comes, the machine will tighten automatically, and the wrong sequence starts again. She can either stay still and strangle quickly, or struggle, come and strangle slowly… Ultragirl ends up coming over and over, as the rack slowly tightens. After countless orgasms, she is completely exhausted, and the machine is tightening mercilessly. Black Cat enters and turns of the machine.

Ultragirl then finds herself outside, tied to a pole with her stocking feet off the ground. Black Cat enters and brings her to orgasm with a vibrator. She then leaves her to the coyotes that are already circling as it gets dark...

Jenna is just one of those all natural beauties, both inside and out. Let's let her shine in some sheerness shall we. The hard bite and the shine of the chain just adds to the greatness that is Jenna Lyte!
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As she struggles to try and loosen the rope around her body she can’t help but mmph! The cleave gag in her mouth muffles her noises a little bit. All she do is wiggle her hands since her elbows are tied together behind her. He enters with more rope and a riding crop. He quickly snaps it across her perky ass a few times making her make cute little nosies. He watches her struggle for our pleasure before he uses that nasty looking riding crop on the soles of her feet. He adds a crotch rope to her already tight bondage. Next he bends her into a tight hogtie. She can barely wiggle her toes let alone escape! Sadie Belle is stuck! He tickles her nylon feet to demonstrate just how secure she really is. Struggle for us Sadie….. struggle!
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With her head and hands locked tight in the stocks, poor Anastasia can do nothing to relieve the pain in her nipples as the attached clamps swing back and forth. She can’t help but try to move as her legs begin to tire. If only she could just shift her feet just a little bit! Jim deviously tied her shoes to the stocks and made sure her legs were spread wide, he then began to lower her head and hands. Her crotch rope gets tighter. And tighter. Her legs tremor, her nipple clamps swing, her expressions are gorgeous. See for yourself.
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You can tell just by the expressions on her face just how much Diana really enjoys bondage. You can almost hear her purrr...... Photos: wmbc20080712-094 - wmbc20080712-157

Lady Felina (Diana Knight) is lounging in her lair, when she spots O-girl (Christina Carter) spying on her through a window. Lady Felina entices O-girl by slowly stripping out of her catsuit, to reveal her lingerie and sexy stockings. She then lures O-girl through her house, to a back room, where she confronts her, and then pulls a switch, sending O-girl down through a trap door, and down into a deep well. O-girl is helpless as noxious gas begins to pour in, rendering her unconscious.

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O-girl (Christina Carter), having been captured by Lady Felina’s (Diana Knight) trap door, finds herself tied on Lady Felina’s curved bench, with a powerful vibrator between her legs. Lady Felina watches as O-girl comes helplessly over and over, and then leaves her to come even more.

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Having been captured by Lady Felina’s trap door (in video wmbcv-0181 and vibed into submission in video wmbcv-0187), O-girl awakens to find herself tied down to a bamboo slab. Lady Felina explains that she is tied under an apparatus that will slowly drip, by drip, drive her insane, as water drips on her. O-girl struggles, and squirms as the water slowly turns her mind to mush. Lots of method acting here. This really wasn’t the easiest thing for Christina to do, and there really is something to be said for the incessant water dripping on the forehead thing…

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Here's a blast from the past! Christina Carter tied to a chair with a ballgag in her mouth and a vibrator between her legs. The drool pours out of her mouth as she begins to climax. It's amazing how expressive she is in photos. You know EXACTLY what's going through her head. Enjoy!

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Jewell squirmed, pulling uselessly at her wrists. She looked down at herself, astonished at how she had gotten herself into such a predicament. "This is ridiculous..." she murmured, sliding around on the metal seat. Of course it was her fault, completely. She thought back to her conversation earlier in the evening. She had called her friend good friend Eve for advice. 'Is that it?" Eve asked, incredulously. "-Your freaking out because he sent you some lingerie...?' 'Well, no, there was more to it than that.' Jewell responded. 'It's... well... why don't I just come over and show you?'

An hour later Jewell was sitting on the sofa with Eve drinking some wine. 'Okay, lemme see...' Eve asked, motioning for Jewell to give her the mysterious box beside her. Jewell hesitated, but reached over and reluctantly handed the large package to Eve. It was ornately wrapped in purple paper with a large white bow on the top. Eve pulled the top of the box off and peared inside. She was expecting a big reaction, but instead Eve just smiled.' Oh, this is gorgeous.' Eve said, pulling a purple corset from the box. 'What is the problem?' 'It's not the corset, it's the other stuff in the box that I'm not sure about...' 'This...?' Eve asked, smiling as she pulled a coil of purple rope from the box. 'A little bondage is fun...' 'I don't know Eve-' 'Oh c'mon Jewell. You need to lighten up-...' Eve stopped short and put the box on the table. 'I have an idea...'

Jewell looked down at herself again and pulled hard at the ropes holding her wrists to the arms of the chair. It was impossible. Eve had tied them too well. 'Eve!' Jewell yelled, but again there was no answer. She hadn't heard a word from her since she had tied her to the chair and then promptly walked upstairs. Jewell wriggled in frustration. She couldn't see a clock but it had to have been at least an hour since then. What the hell was she doing? Suddenly, as if on cue, Jewell heard the telltale sounds of high heels on the stairs.

'Eve, come here and untie-' Jewell started to order but stopped as Eve turned the corner and casually walked into the room. Jewell's mouth dropped open and felt a tinge of trepedation wash over her as she looked up and down at her suddenly very domineering friend standing before her. 'Where the hell did you get that?' Jewell asked, watching Eve move her hands down the outside of her body.' You like my outfit?' Eve purred. 'I couldn't decide on what I wanted to wear. I had so many choices...'

Jewell watched ominously, as Eve slid the tip of the riding crop down her leg and then upward behind her, where she grabbed it with her other hand. 'Eve,-' Jewell said, pulling at the ropes holding her in place. 'Please untie me...' 'Ooo, that's right- struggle...' Eve cooed, walking forward, her eyes focused intently on her helpless friend as she squirmed in the chair in front of her. Eve walked behind Jewell, and bent over. 'Are you sure you want me to untie you?' she asked, her hands slowly moving over Jewell's body.

Jewell felt a twinge of excitement pulse up her body. Eve knew her too well. She tilted her head back and looked up into Eve's eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but Eve took the opportunity to kiss her. It was a soft, fleeting kiss, but it sent a chill down Jewell's back. She leaned back into the chair, straining for more. 'You *are* a naughty girl, aren't you?' Eve said, pulling away...

'Eve, please...' Jewell whimpered. 'Please? Ooo, I do love to hear you beg... However, I think you are enjoying this a little too much... Maybe I should pull that corset in another inch?' 'No!' Jewell whined. 'It's too tight now. I can barely breath - and this chair- It's killing my l-' 'Be quiet!' Eve commanded as she walked beside Jewell and placed the end of the firm leather crop under Jewell's chin. 'You are in no position to argue.' 'Eve...'

'I am tired of listening to you complain.' Eve said, as she lifted her whip and shoved it between Jewell's teeth. 'Don't you dare drop that.' 'Mm'Evevv...' Jewell watched Eve walk away and return, carrying a bright red ballgag. 'Uh-Uh!' Jewell started to complain, but Eve was already replacing the whip with the large rubber ball. 'MMMmmmph!' 'That's much better.' Eve whispered in Jewell's ear. 'This should keep you quiet.'

'Mmmmm' Jewell tried to protest, but Eve wasn't hearing any of it. She was too busy strapping the gag in place. After finishing with the back, she moved in front of Jewell, grabbed the two free straps and buckled them tightly together below her chin. 'There. We wouldn't want that ball to slip out, now would we?' She giggled, listening to Jewell's muffled cries as she moved her finger down the front of her body. 'I think not!'

Eve stepped away and thrust the toe of her boot between Jewell's legs. Her eyes narrowed as she pushed slightly inward, Jewell squirmed under the pressure pushing back against the hard leather against her pussy. Eve responded by pulling the boot back until it Jewell could barely touch it. Jewell squirmed to move herself forward, but the ropes holding her against the chair made it impossible.

You want that don't you?' Eve purred, looking into Jewell's pleading eyes. 'As I said, before, you are a naughty, naughty girl... -and you know what naughty girls get don't you?' Eve pulled her foot off of the chair and moved the tip of the crop down to Jewell's pussy. She moved it slowly back and forth, watching Jewell's reaction as she moved it slowly back and forth. Then she slowly raised it up to her free hand and then bent it downward, bowing the whip against her fingers.

Jewell began to squirm madly, her eyes darting between the flexed rod and the malicious look on Eve's face. Eve smiled and warped the leather more. 'Naughty girls get punished!' She exclaimed, letting the crop slide from her finger tips. Jewell recoiled, moaning into her gag as the arcing rod landed squarely on her most sensitive region.

The intense pain quickly subsided and was replaced by a rush of adreniline. Scarett arched her back and Eve began lightly tapping the crop in place, each stroke slightly harder until Jewell cringed in anguish. Then she softly slid it slowly back and forth, playing Jewell's clitoris like the strings of a violin. Eve watched in rapt attention as Jewell writhed back and forth, not sure whether what she was feeling was pain or pleasure. Then she pulled the whip away. Jewell's hips continued to grind and the she slowly stopped and opened her eyes. 'I think I've got your attention now...' Eve said, kneeling down between Jewell's legs. 'I could do anything I want with you now...' She bowed the whip again and Jewell looked desperately in her eyes. Again the crop came down and Jewell screamed into her gag. Eve grabbed her panties and pulled the upward, moving the head of the whip back and forth across her pussy. The she slid the whip underneath her panties and stood up.

Eve walked away briefly and returned with another coil of purple rope. 'Now that you're nice and sensitive, I figured I would give you something to entertain you while I'm gone.' Eve tied the rope around Jewell's waist and then fed the free ends under her. She then slid around behind Jewell, grabbed the ends and slowly pulled them upward. Jewell struggled and moaned as the ropes pulled taught against her. Eve smiled and began to pull each rope in turn, alternating first one and then the other until she had Jewell in a frenzy. Eve watched intently as Jewell thrust her hips in motion with the throbbing ropes, her passion rising until she was at the edge of oblivion.

Then Eve suddenly stopped and tied the ropes off. 'That should keep the the bubbles inside the bottle.' She laughed. Jewell moaned pitiously, but Eve wasn't swayed. 'I'm going to go relax in the tub. You, I think, should stay here and stew awhile.' Eve put her finger under Jewell's chin and raised her head upward. 'Don't pout, I'll be back in an hour or two. That should give you plenty of time to simmer.' Eve said, then turned on her heel and walked to the edge of the room She stopped and looked over her shoulder and smiled. 'Don't go anywhere until I come back!'

Then suddenly, she was gone. Jewell looked in her direction as if she would reappear at any second, but she didn't return. After a few moments it hit her that Eve had actually left her again and Jewell began to struggle in earnest to get free. It was pointless effort and she knew it. She had been in this position for long enough to know that she had no way of getting free. Yet something drove her to continue to move. A warm sense enveloped her. It took her awhile to understand what she was feeling. Helplessness. It sent rushes of excitement through her body. She had no way of getting free. She was completely at Eve's mercy. What would she do to her when she returned? Would she return? The thought sent chills down her spine... What if she had just decided to leave her like this... or maybe she would call Alan...

She closed her eyes and imagined Alan finding her like the this. His touch on her body. Her body open to and helpless to anything his heart desired... She opened her eyes and looked down at herself. One thing was for certain: She would play this game again.

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Jenni is one of those super smart chicks that likes bondage. She likes a lot of things but the Cafe is just one of them. It was fun watching Jenni squirm and struggle as the vibrator inside her buzzed in random patterns. The drool begins to build in her mouth and has nowhere to go but out.... That was the first orgasm. How many more do you think she had?
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Once she's put on her dildo panties he enters. He ties her (Darling aka Dee Williams) up and brings her to orgasm after orgasm.
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Darling (aka Dee Williams) had to stay late at the lab - Not what she really wanted to do on a Friday night. Someone left a fan on by the vat of cold cream and her report flies into the goo. Oh NO! Darling has no choice - she’s gotta go in! She strips out of her work clothes revealing her secret kinky side. After determining the goo is stable she slips in. She works her way over to her report but when she tries to come back the mixture changes. The sticky goo is taking over - she’s STUCK! Poor Darling is now sinking and there is no one there to save her! Her cries for help go unheard. Will she escape?
This is Darling’s first quicksand sink. She’s gone on to do more and we hope to have her back here really soon!
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Pirates? I'm sure you'll all sitting there thinking, "What is this guy talking about". Well besides being "International Talk like a Pirate Day" (I couldn't make that up if I tried) - arrrr Jim Lad... this scene actually reminds me of an old Pirate movie that I watched when I was a kid... Swiss Family Robinson. Only because of the use of the bamboo pole.... yeah, I'm sure they didn't do as good a job with the ropes, but you know... life is like that... :)More extreme and exciting bondage with Amber Michaels.

Anyway, I was sitting there thinking of what I could do to this super sexy girl and I saw the pole and my brain, being strange, immediately thought of pirates... here is the result. I personally think it works just fine. Especially the fact that Amber is completely helpless here. Her hands are tied to her crotchrope and there is absolutely no way out. This is the sort of tie that this girl could stay in for hours - it's a good thing. She isn't going to be untied for quite awhile - and longer if she keeps looking at me that way.

She can't do much - although she can move quite a lot. She just can't roll over. The pole makes sure of that. This may look easy but she is basically doing the splits here folks. Just extend those feet in your mind and it might give you a better idea of how tightly she is pulled. In fact, in true "Amber Michaels" style, she let me know that she could go "tighter". I just love girls like that always aiming to please. Her reward? Well a whole bunch more tickling of course.

Finally, I did get around to letting her go. But unfortunately for Amber she was in for a *slow* release... that is because she just kept getting tickled... what can I say.

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