Device bondage

When you catch the first glimpse of the dungeon full of infernal things used for real
device bondage, it gives you instant creeps and you feel like vanishing, disappearing, escaping from this formidable place forever! Alas, you hear the heavy door lock behind your back and all you can do is praying to see sunlight again.

If you think you know the meaning of the words disgrace and humiliation, cold-hearted and merciless Masters are always there to prove you wrong. Your cries for help and pleads for mercy are useless here in the bloodcurdling realm of device bondage. They are the sweetest melody for your wicked torturers. If you behave yourself and obey every obstinate demand of your personal cruel God, you have a chance of getting forced satisfaction when your exhausted sweaty body will twist and shake in painful convulsions mixed with orgasmic spasms.

Bear in mind – whatever you do to get the sympathy of your torturer, you will remain nothing because you are hardly worthy of exquisite leather straps, shiny metal handcuffs and chic silk ropes touching your filthy skin.