Boy does this look uncomfortable. Hogtied with tight, thin, rough cords; ankles pulling on a cord th
Boy does this look uncomfortable. Hogtied with tight, thin, rough cords; ankles pulling on a cord that chokes you at any sign of weakness; boobs squashed against the cold concrete floor beneath you, prompting further wriggling side-to-side; mouth stuffed full of cloth and held firmly in place with a tight web of buckles.
It’s bondage like this that makes me realise Insex was a different breed of bondage productions. Where other sites were all about the aesthetic and putting on a good show for their viewers, Insex was all about the girl’s experience. Challenging her with real bondage and mind-fucks. Making things extra uncomfortable just to mess with her further, to provoke her, to break her.
It’s hard to imagine they even adhered to two of the biggest tenets of BDSM: safe and sane. It was obviously consensual, but I do wonder sometimes how much the girls’ consent was bought for.