Welcome Dixon Mason.
I am glad that you are here. Even though I consider you a friend, I'd like to get to know you better. So I ask you some questions.
"Do you believe that bondage allows for a more true expression of the self?"
You explain that, for you, bondage creates a space where you feel able to express feelings that might otherwise be difficult, unacceptable, problematic, or too just vulnerable. The bondage creates a safe space to roam where you usually don't.
It might seem funny to remember those words you spoke as you are zip-tied to the front of a cage with a leather hood over your head, your panties pulled down, and some bitch biting the fuck out of your tits. Or when you're tied bent-over the back of a chair, legs for the taking, head locked in place, and your tits swinging with each stroke of the cane.
I know I laughed at the hilarity. The clarity. The hilarious clarity. Irony. Dichotomy. Free to express only when you can't physically move.
"What, then, do your bondage expressions say about your own inner self?'
I feel we finally arrived at a bit of clarity for you. Your sobbing suspended body would at times be overtaken with bitter tantrum rage. This seems important for you to be able to express. To let it out.
You felt that sex in general can allow for a truer, more vulnerable expression of the self. Your response to the suspended, hair-tied, ball-gagged ass fucking was very honest. I appreciate it.
Are you still my friend?

I am in the mood to dig deeper...
Hazel is a very reserved girl. She doesn't talk much, she doesn't anger quickly, she doesn't express herself often... unless she is in bondage. It is then, when Hazel can let go. Relax. Express herself a bit.
But I am interested in finding out more than she is probably wanting to give. I like intimacy. Closeness. I like seeing others vulnerable and transparent in nature.
Hazel's pussy is first up for further contemplation. For that to happen, Hazel sits, highly exposed, stopped to a wooden "chair." Both she and I know that her pussy is on display. As with any exploration, I begin from the outside and work my way in. Blood is forced to her cunt as her lips are sucked into a pussy pump. It's fun to watch her pussy expand and fill the cup. Hazel squeals. I smile. After some time, Hazel's labia lips are grabbed with clover clamps and stretched wide to allow for deeper contemplation. Eventually, though, I must enter her. As that is the only true way to understand another human. To become one with them. I ask her if she trusts me, which she answers affirmatively. This is important, as what I am doing requires a connection between her body and mind. I must have Hazel accept me for the full connection to be complete - Hazel and I are united as one inside her cunt with my entire fist.
Examining one's body is only the beginning. The mind is much more interesting to me. Exploring someone's mind is possible in a variety of ways, but on this day, I am interested in using fear as a means of uncovering the truth. For, through fear, one can get to the core. With the aide of a gas mask and rebreathing bag, I set out to see what Hazel is made of. How much control does she actually have over herself? Can she control her breathing enough to stay in the mask - or does she suck all the oxygen out of her allotted air supply like the greedy bondage slut that she is? What happens when Hazel's pussy is introduced to an electrified vibrator? I doubt you've ever heard an ear-piercing scream quite like the one Hazel makes in response to this toy. Watch as Hazel become increasingly stressed by her conditions.
What is Hazel made of? You be the judge.

I've been looking forward to playing with you. I knew you'd be fun for me. You have clearly found yourself seduced by bondage. If I know anything in life, I know when someone has become captivated by bondage.
I also see your eagerness to please. You can be quite motivated. I like that.
That means we get to do whatever it is that I want to do, knowing that you will hungrily come along for nearly any ride.
On this day, we explored some contrasts.
Filthy dirty piss box, squeaky clean latex smother hood.
Letting go and releasing the clogged garbage from within, holding in and onto each lusted-after sip of fresh air.
Humility in laying bare one's most intimate expressions, fear of trusting your breath with another.
It is easy to give to someone like you. You take whatever it is that is coming your way. You take it all on. I can appreciate that.

A good day for Catherine DeSade is any day she can find a man who wants to use her up. Today is a good day. Damon Pierce wants to wear her out. She is tough but he is relentless. Her pussy has been neglected until now, but he is going to make sure that it gets a workout today. He can stuff her full of whatever he has at hand. She is helpless against him.

We love Lyla. This thin brunette spitfire is a sexual animal that delivers her A game every single time. She loves the dick and holds nothing best. Not only can she fuck like a champ, she is in the top 1 percent of deepthroaters. Her drooling dedication to the dick is impressive. Today we test her ability to multi task.
Lyla is bound in a classic fuck me position with a twist. A custom made spreader bar is inserted between her skinny legs, preventing her from closing them. Shackled down on her back with her legs forced open wide, both ends of Lyla are completely exposed and wide open. Her always accommodating throat invites the dick and her small heart shaped pussy makes a tempting target. We simply walk right up and make full use of this slut. The drool flows out of her mouth immediately. The dick destroys her carefully made up face on the spot.
The cocks turn Lyla into a sex sandwich. We take both ends and use them hard. She cums over and over in her restrictive bondage. A giant puddle of throat lube forms under her head as we take advantage of that face pussy. The rougher we are, the more her pussy responds. Lyla was made for this sort of treatment. Her tight pussy is reshaped by massive BBC as she surrenders to her fate.
By the time we are done with this lean fucking machine, she is a fucked out bag of holes. Covered in drool, cum and sweat, hair and makeup destroyed, overloaded with multiple orgasms, this fucktoy in no way resembles the pretty porn starlet that first stepped onto the stage. We have revealed her true nature. The slut is always lurking underneath, and Sexuallybroken brings it to the surface. You are very welcome

Today we have a special treat. We have had Ella Nova on Sexuallybroken before, and her winning ways impressed us enough to invite her back. Her smooth skin, big smile and all natural curves are enough to tempt any man, and today they get her a turn on the breeding post. Not everyone qualifies for a turn, but this Southern sweetie certainly does.
Restrained to the breeding post in an inverted position with her arms stretched high above her head, Ella Nova's perfectly shaved pussy makes a tempting target. The set up is beautiful in its simplicity-she is going to get fucked until she is blasted into sexual subspace. Bondage and cock in an unbeatable combination that reveals the inner slut in them all. A belt around her waist makes a convenient handle to drive her deeper onto the dick. She wears nothing put rope and a pair of black lace thigh highs.
We warm her up with a little vibrator action, and her hair trigger pussy responds almost instantly. We will reward her cum with some cum of our own-when she has earned it. When Ella is properly wet, we slide in. One after another, the hard cocks pound out her pussy. The tight ropes keeps her firmly in place as multiple orgasms ripple through her bound body. 10 inches of BBC use her balls deep.
Ella Nova's tight pussy does the trick. She has been fucked hard and deep, cum multiple times and is due her reward. We fill that tender cunt with hot creampie. Ella is left gasping and bound to the breeding post as cum trickles down her milky thigh. We will most definitely have this one back, she is just too much fun. Enjoy your reward Southern girl...