Mr. Blow is the latest addition to the Innocent High teaching staff. He had heard rumors about what goes on in this school, but he didn’t believe any of it was true until he had a run in with Halia Hill. Mr. Blow had worked out in the school weight room, then headed in the locker room to take a shower. What he didn’t know was that he was headed into the girls’ locker room. When he came out of the shower and saw Halia he was embarrassed by his mistake, but turned on by this hottie changing into her little cheerleading uniform right in front of him. 

Mr. Blow’s towel dropped to the floor and Halia gave this teacher one welcome he’ll never forget. This blonde cheerleader got on her knees and started to work his cock with her mouth. It turns out that Halia is a little bit of a nympho and loves to give oral sex. She also likes to get her pussy fucked. Right on the locker room bench, she bent over and took his cock deep inside of her. The only thing that made this better was when he pulled out and exploded on to her tits a few minutes later.

Jasmine is a hot 19-year-old blonde hair stylist with a very nice tan. DD saw her and it was immediately time for a hair cut. She made the mistake of asking “What line of work are you in?” DD said, “I’m a Pornographer, Baby.”

Jasmine giggled and admitted that she has a secret passion for giving head. You can really see how much Jasmine loves sucking cock. She gets so excited by having stiff dicks in her mouth that she just has to fuck someone before leaving the gloryhole.

Little slave girls sometimes look so innocent when we first get our hands on them, and August Lee here is an example of that. They feel a need to serve and have no idea what service really is, but they’re all sluts for the camera when they’re told to be.

As I bound her ankles and knees she toyed with her nipples, smiling as I pulled the ropes extra tight. Next came the ropes around her wrists, and she began to feel bound as I forced her to pose this way and that, entertained by her attempts to move freely.

By the time her hands began to turn purple I had her obeying commands like a well-trained dog. “Stand up…bend over…sit…lie down…” She drew a sharp breath as her nipples hit the cold wood of the bench, stretching her arms back in a feeble attempt to untie her ankles.

And just when she was sure she was going to be bound in even more strict bondage, I decided to free her. We don’t like to push the newbies too far. And like a good little slut her hand went right to her aching pussy, desperate for release. Oh, if she had any idea what was yet to come…

There are two galleries with photos of Autumn’s bondage which you can see by clicking both of the photos here, or by using this page with links to both galleries of Short Skirt Bondage.

She’d been warned that things can happen to you if you poke around in places you didn’t belong. But this blonde suburban MILF thought it was just a joke and decided to see what was in the basement. Okay, well that’s asking for it where we come from. So once she’d gotten a little look at some of the things hanging on the walls. we asked if she be interested in trying out some light bondage. Wouldn’t you know that she’d start bragging about ‘letting’ her husband tie her up a few times, once with silk scarves and another time with some of his neckties. She said she’d love to try something a little more restrictive, which immediately reminded us we had enough rolls of clingwrap for a little mummification scene.

We told her she’d get too warm and her clothes would get all wrinkked, so she stripped down to her black bra and panties, leaving her high-heels on at our request. At first we just bound her arms behind her, pulling them around a metal support beam that held up the wooden floor of the house above us. Then we wrapped her legs together tightly, so her balance was impaired and she had to work harder to stay upright on her shoes. We pulled her bra down as we continued the wrapping around her stomach, now going all the way around her bound arms so she was tightly restrained to the metal pole too. She was disappointed when no one touched her nipples and instead just wrapped her large breasts and her shoulders with the clingwrap too.

At this point she was just about mummified except for her head, so we just watched for awhile as her squirming and struggles served to raise her body temperature to an uncomfortable level. When we could tell she was noticing what was happening, it was time to escalate things by grabbing another roll and winding more clingwrap around her head and face. The sensation of being completely enclosed inside a cocoon of clingwrap triggered her fears and before she could get too far over the fear line we opened a hole for her mouth so she could breath again.

We left her that way for awhile. mummified except for one breathing hole. It’s always fun to watch someone in any kind of predicament bondage, and this MILF was definitely in more of a predicament than she’d ever been in with her hubby in the suburbs. Eventually we cut away part of the plastic wrap to let her start cooling down a bit. It was the wrap over her big breasts that we cut away so we could see how her nipples had gotten nicely hard and swollen too.

To see the two galleries you can click either of the photos or use this link to the Mummified MILF Bondage page.