Head Case

Ashli Orion gets strapped down on DeviceBondage like she's got a death wish and the crew's eager to oblige. First they chain her up standing—clothes stripped away, wrists yanked high, then bent at the waist so her ass is right where Claire wants it. The paddle lands hard, again and again, until the skin glows red and every swing echoes through the room. Next she's locked into wooden stocks and a steel belt, forearms pinned, wrists cuffed, head stuffed inside a one-way box lit from within. She can't see a thing, but we can watch her face when Claire starts the torment: tazapper bites, the sting of the flip cat, and a thick dildo driven straight into her ass. She jerks, gasps, has nowhere to hide. Finally they fold her into a tight ball, tape her fists shut so she can't reach the clamps biting her nipples and cunt. Laid out on her back, the double penetration and the vibe hit at once. She comes hard, keeps coming, every shudder caught under those lights, and there's nothing she can do but take it.