Crystal Frost thought the toughest part of being the bitch du jour for PD was just taking the pain but psychologically it is much worse than that. She does not just want her to just suffer, he wants her to ask for it. She has to lean forward and accept the torment. It is almost impossible to stay in the positions he tells her to. Between the pain she feels already and the knowledge that there is more to come she can hardly keep it together.

Instead of me getting pleasure I like other people getting pleasure from me. I like to be just a worm on the ground for people to walk on. Whatever they want. Those are strong words to someone like Damon and it is going to take a lot of work for Tia to make good on them. He commands her with an authority she cannot resist. I am your worm. I am your slut, she calls while she cleans his boots with her tounge. She will do anything he wants to please him. She writhes with her asshole impaled on a hook, steadily chanting the mantra that both excites her and gives her peace. Recounting her story about pleasuring almost a dozen cocks makes Tia wet. They would pound me in every hole. They came on me and my face. They all came on my face, one at a time. The memories of her humiliation and the pain from his canes tease her into a frenzy. She gets so hot that she cannot even resist the urge to cum. Damon enjoys watching her cum for him, though. She faces disappointing him if she does not learn to cum on command. He will teach her, though. Hanging by chains from the ceiling, she learns, through the liberal use of a Sybian, exactly how to beg his indulgence and thank him for the privilege.

Why do these sluts insist on asking for things? If Hailey had just been content to sit alone in the dark she could have saved herself a lot of pain. All she had to do was stay silent and PD would have attended to her in his own time. But she could not help herself. She called out and complained, and now she needs to be taught a lesson. One with clamps and canes and lots of pain.

Calico got pinched for being a street walker, but that is the least of her worries once Sister Dee gets her down to the interrogation room. A quick cavity search reveals a small bag of narcotics tucked inside her twat. That little sack raises a whole new set of questions for Calico to answer. She is quite the fighter, but that does her more harm than good. If she had given up the information fast Sister Dee may have let her go. As it is she waited too long. By the time she starts naming names Dee is far more interested in her interrogation than the answers it reveals. The johns on the street have nothing on Dee. The degradation Calico experiences on a daily basis will not even compare to what she is going to get now. They have never fucked her pussy with an electrified probe. And they never make her cum until she cries. PD comes to visit her between her questionings. He is not nearly as interested in her drugs, but much more concerned with her work. If she had no problem wetting the cocks of countless men before, one more should not bother her too much. He and Sister Dee will leave her cum soaked and used up, but at least it is better than prison.

Kristine Anderson is a piss poor student. So bad, in fact, that she had to sign up for a little extra tutoring with Sister Dee. But this study camp is nothing like what she had anticipated and Sister Dee is nothing like the sisters she is used to dealing with. A sharp crack on the knuckles from a ruler would be a welcome punishment in comparison to the things SD does. Every wrong answer Kristine gives is met with a sharp current directed through her nipples and clit. SD quizzes her on Spelling, Math and Geography, all of which Kristine fails at miserably. Every shock is meant to jog her memory while they make her scream, but there is just no way to remember something you never knew in the first place. Sister Dee is going to give her a chance to contemplate her lesson for the day. When she leaves Kristine still bound to her seat the only thing she does not turn off is the flow of current.

PD wanted to have a happy birthday so he picked himself up some entertainment. Her name is Sarah and she seems to have some confused ideas about what it means to belong to PD. She starts off calling him “sir”, but he is not planning on keeping her and collaring her. She is just a slutty set of holes for him to enjoy.He does not care if she enjoys her bondage. It is none of his concern if the whip stings her ass or the floggers make her pussy sore. The first time she begs for permission to cum he does not even care enough to make her wait. Later he makes her hold it until she nearly explodes. The things he does he does not do FOR her, he does them TO her. Her body and her mind are only instruments for his use, nothing more.

PD will make this caged bird sing. claire is stuck in lockdown and her iron bonds are tormenting enough on their own. Having her cunt plugged surely does not make it any better. When PD lets her out of the cage, though, it is so she can serenade him with her screams. she sings when she is whipped, clamped and vibrated and her sexy song is beautiful. Hooded, she is led out from her cage and bound into a new and more challenging position. she will be a good display piece for PD in the future. she follows commands, sings for him and stays for him; an excellent bondage slut.

PD has a commanding voice and it echoes around the chamber that houses Marina and her tiny cage. The orders are concise, but just how cruel they are is not revealed until much later. Sister Dee softens Marina up with pain and orgasms, but none of it compares to what comes later. The small cage that houses her is a device for torment in and of itself. She does not know it yet but soon enough the secret will be out and she will be screaming for a way out. The predicament becomes even more incredible when her best efforts to avoid the trap open her up to more painful punishments.

Mei is probably one of the most intense masochists in the world. With the myriad of torments PD has devised she has come back for more of every single one of them. He restrains her in whichever way fits his plan best and then just goes to town on her body. He picks the right level of exposure, sets up the angles like an artist, and the suffering begins. It does not matter if he plants her in the ground, locks her in a cage or mounts her to a cold, iron frame. One way or another he has a plan for her. One she will not enjoy.

Hazel came to PD and said that she wanted order and purpose in life. It is not what she thought it would be. He barks out directions like he is talking to a dog and she knows better than to defy him. There is no need to threaten or coerce her. Hazel asked to be dominated before she even knew what that word could really mean. PD has so many tools at his disposal that choosing one can sometimes be hard. A little latex and electricity go well together, though. It is a nice change of pace when he has gotten bored with caning her. Whatever it takes to make her scream, he has got it close at hand.

There is no air of affection when PD decides he wants something from Claire Adams. This is not some romantic rendezvous. She is his property. He is her master. That is all she needs to know. Any demands he makes of her are going to be of the most brutal kind. He likes to hear the sweet sounds of her suffering. He had OT bring this bitch up to his farm especially for this, and he is going to make sure it was worth it.

The most perverse mind in BDSM is at it again. The head-cage that Elise Graves is in is a masterwork of malicious metal. It allows full access to fuck her mouth or fuck with her face. It keeps her arms out of the way and but allows PD to release her a bit to work around his farm. It is a must have for slaves who tend to be a bit sassy. A few hours in this and they will know better for next time.

Emily is a foot fetishist but his lust cannot be contained to just one part of her body. Sure, he can tickle or whip her feet to get her going, but working her pussy into a hot, wet frenzy is not his only goal. He has to derive every bit of pleasure than he can from her body and that means using every little bit of the canvas that she has offered up to him. She has tits to be clamped, an ass to be whipped, holes to be filled and a clit to be vibrated. He cannot risk letting her focus too fully on her feet. After all, if she likes it too much she may get stupid. He would not want her thinking he cared what she wants. She is there to be humiliated and used, nothing more. That is not to say that PD will not play with her feet at all. He is an artist, after all, and her feet are too perfect a subject to go untouched. They will receive an ever intensifying series of torments. A whipping is like paint, the spikes are like musical notes, and hot iron is like marble. He will fashion her suffering into a masterpiece. He just cannot miss out on that just because she may enjoy it too much. She is his to shape and mold, and through her pain he will make her perfect.

Mei is a masochist. If she could beat herself like PD does she would do it every day. But something about self infliction just does not get her motor running like having someone stronger than herself making her feel the pain. Every strike from a cane or whip brings a blinding flash of pain and a rush of endorphins. As her body responds to the suffering she starts to feel high on her own hormones. She is addicted to those twin sensations, both the cause and her own reaction. More than orgasms, more than love, more than anything else there is, it is the feeling of pain that brings her to life.

Star has a very hard time cumming. It is not that it takes all that long, but she has an extremely sensitive clit and the vibrators Sister Dee has are just SO intense. The first vibrator makes Star start moaning but Sister Dee tells her to keep it to herself. Her first orgasm follows

Some toys are best left in the box when you play with them and this bitch is one of those. PD has her locked away in a box and iron mask as he gets her to down a whole bucket of water. Whenever she spills, even just one drop, PD is there to make sure she learns better. Once she gets it all down the mask comes off and PD reminds the little cunt of her place. Next come the ring gag and a tongue clamp. A plastic bag over the head makes a great overture for a few lessons in self control. After she is given the vibrator and makes the mistake of cumming without asking for permission. PD makes sure his toy knows better for next time. PD lays her out nicely exposed on a cross of ingenious. First he fits her for a nice big cock for her twat then he rams another one down her throat while she gags and sputters. She tries to resist so PD canes her ass until she remembers her place. She begs to get that dildo back in her mouth hole. Afterwards she screams and cries while PD takes his cane to her again. Finally, locked onto a post and blinded a by a hood, the little bitch gets to play with other toys. A whip comes out to play. After they have their fun, the cunt is laid on the ground with legs spread and a dildo deep inside of her. She is made to cum on the floor with a vibrator buzzing away on her clit.

Calico has a unique talent. When she is getting tickled she can manage to squeal, scream and whimper all at once. Sister Dee and PD are going to work her like a tag team and see what other sounds they can get from their little instruments. They even put a cone around her head to help with the acoustics. When the concert is over they have to tend to their bitch. They take her outside then feed her some puppy treats, before caging her for the night. The only time they get her up in the night is to make her a receptacle for whichever bodily fluids PD wants to release at the time.

Lorna is a vocal little thing when it comes to playtime with PD. There is a constant string of moans and sharp cries as he goes about working her over. Whenever he strikes her she yelps like a dog. When his hands slip between her legs she struggles and whimpers. As he pokes and prods she pants and prays. Her bondage is unyielding, though. The only way she is going anywhere is it is what he wants.

It is a rare talent to design devices that are capable of both fully restraining a girl like Hazel Hypnotic and leaving her exposed enough to torment. The stocks can show her ass or her tits, leaving them outstretched for punishment. The ring can even have her swinging from the ceiling. And even the seat she takes in the end is manufactured to be malicious. Nothing about her day with PD is crafted for comfort.