Kicking off a new series instructional series on Bondage Junkies, Kaecie will be demonstrating a self-bondage session. Drawing from her experience of private sessions she explains the basics of how to tie yourself up and escape. Of course, no lesson is complete without a demonstration. With her keys across the floor, Kaecie has to struggle in her hogtie to reach them. It's a task that is more difficult than she expected.

Endza should know better than to cum without permission. OT shouldn't have to tell her that things like that are unacceptable. She's shackled down, with her ass in the air. She just suffered a brutal caning. Her clit is clamped with weights. It should be obvious that she is the submissive slut, and a good submissive slut knows that she has to beg for permission, and wait until she receives it, before having an orgasm. She'll learn the lesson, though. The caning was just for fun, the whipping will be for punishment. One foot on the floor and the other strung high into the air, Endza's pussy isn't just exposed, it is practically a painted target. It's begging to be snapped at with the whip. And after a few minutes of sharp stinging across her sensitive clit, Endza will be ready to do some begging of her own.

As it had been a while since Hazel had visited, what better welcome back than denying her orgasms. If I'm honest, I didn't expect her to last long but she has amazing determination. That's the X factor that will make this experiment interesting. As a bonus, she'll be putting a newly printed fiddle to the test.

Dolce has been sent here to get some Top Secret information. She calls her handler to let him know that things are going as planned. Then she tells him that she needs to go and for him to call her back in a few minutes. Sometime later, Dolce's phone rings. But she cannot answer. This is because she has been caught and now finds herself tied up and gagged. She tries to answer the phone. But her hands are tied tight behind her back. Her mouth is stuffed and cleave gagged and talking is out of the question. The man who tied her returns. He ties her with more rope and more secure. He also stuffs her mouth with a much more effective gag. Dolce is then left to struggle bound and gagged. The man has her hogtied with her big tits out. He also has a tight rope tied between her legs. Although Dolce is a trained spy, she is still a woman with desires and needs. That rope tied up her pussy starts to work some magic on her. So when the man comes back and tells her that he is going to pull her panties down so he can fuck her, Dolce lets him know that she is more than willing.

Rain DeGrey has barely been able to sleep tonight. She spent the evening unfulfilled on her couch, next to the useless lump she calls a husband. Her book was even less entertaining than her spouse, and she went to bed angry. Her dreams have been erratic. Every time she drifts off she is in a new setting, with a new tormentor, but some things never change. She is always being abused, hurt for the sexual gratification of others. They tie her down, lock her in metal devices, beat her, fuck her, and fill her holes with other odd implements. A pussy hook, a fucking machine, a dozen different gags, Rain can't even keep track of the things that have been inside of her. As the dream moves from one phase to the next she finds herself in different positions, but she never knows how she got there. She screams in the nightmare, but in her bed she moans. In her subconscious it is strange, anonymous men touching her, but in the real world she is touching herself. And when she wakes up, she is startled and scared. She reaches out for her husband, looking for a bit of comfort, but when he sits up she realizes that the nightmare isn't over yet. It continues tomorrow, at RTB.

Expecting Rita Rollins to be the perfect submissive from the second she was in bondage may have been a bit lofty of a goal, but aiming high is how we give the best training to the slaves in our care. O.T. has simple instructions. Don't whine, moan. Don't cum until you are told. Beg, plead, and grovel as necessary to receive even more intense BDSM. Rita is almost as thin at the waist as the pipes that are locked around her. A chain runs between her legs and it's cold and hard at first, before her heat and juices start to warm them up. She's fucking herself on the floor of the dungeon, trying to get off against the irons, but it's hard when O.T. won't stop whipping her. She is trying to make him happy. She doesn't want to cry, because she knows it will only make him hit her harder. He told her to moan and so she is moaning. But when Rita cums without permission she knows that she is in for it. He can twist anything against her, and he will. She doesn't stand a chance.

The burglar's directions were VERY clear: Sit still and shut up! Constance had the "shut up" part down cold, thanks to the way the burglar packed her mouth before winding circuit after circuit of sticky grey tape around her face! He pulled it so tight, it even pulled her cute little nose crooked! She knew how unforgiving the tape was, as he had already wound it around her body again and again, fusing her limbs together and leaving her utterly helpless! Of course, she didn't trust the burglar, and as soon as he was out of sight, she put on a frenzied struggle to free herself, moving her petite frame off the sofa and on to the floor where she kicked and thrashed, hoping against hope that she could somehow loosen her bonds. Unfortunately for her, the burglar returned and was VERY displeased to find she hadn't followed his rule about sitting still. Fortunately, he knew how to fix that! He folded her frame into a tightly compacted ball, securing her in that position with even more of the tape she had grown to despise! Now completely unable to move a muscle, she mewled in fear at her plight. Things got even more uncomfortable when the burglar laughingly tipped her on to her side, leaving her there for the night! As her eyes scanned the room in search of freedom, she knew tonight was going to be VERY uncomfortable!

A nightmare invades Brooke Johnson's mind. She wakes on a cold basement floor, bound in metal bondage. The metal face mask makes her look like a pig. Then the monster greets her, uses her, and eventually moves her into his lair. Finally, she is moved to the Barn and is transformed into a metal mummy.