11:29 video

February 26, 2026
Bound in Pantyhose & Ball Gags, Sandra & Lisa are Overloaded with Clit Stimulation in the Steel Cage as Ben Handles Hysteria with the Humble Brig!

They had begged for this. Sandra Silvers - the tanned, silver-haired MILF with curves that could make a saint sin - and Lisa Harlotte - the buxom blonde with an appetite for the extreme - presented themselves at the facility willingly. Consumed by a constant, aching arousal they called "hysteria," they pleaded with Warder Ben for his legendary Intensive Orgasm Therapy. They signed the waivers. They stepped into the steel cage voluntarily. They even helped buckle their own white ball gags, thinking this would be a simple, scheduled release. They were so wrong.

What began as a consensual cure quickly became a lesson in be careful what you wish for. Ben locked them into the industrial Humble Brig - a cold, steel cage of bolted pipes built by The Department of Bengineering - but he didn't stop at containment. With a flash of scissors, he shredded their flimsy hospital gowns, slicing the thin white fabric from their shoulders until it pooled at their feet. They stood bent over, wrists and necks clamped between metal bondage, exposed in nothing but sheer flesh toned pantyhose and stiletto heels, their bare tits swaying, drool glistening on their chins as if withanticipation.

This was exactly what they requested - total restraint, total vulnerability, total submission to the treatment. Then Ben began. His fingers found their swollen clits, with hitachi's on full speed simultaneously, one wand's vibrations gripping Sandra’s tanned hips while the other's claimed Lisa’s porcelain curves in its waves. The women moaned into their gags, eyes widening as the intensity immediately exceeded their expectations. This wasn't therapy. This was torment disguised as treatment.

Ben’s digits moved with mechanical precision - circling, pressing, flicking - zeroing in on their most sensitive spots with zero mercy. Lisa’s knees buckled immediately, her ponytail swinging as she realized she’d underestimated the " intensive" part of the prescription. Sandra’s silver hair spilled forward as she arched helplessly, her hourglass body trembling against the steel bars, her engorged clit throbbing under assault.

The orgasms didn't build - they crashed. Lisa shuddered first, her thighs clamping, her pussy dripping through her pantyhose as she screamed uselessly against her gag. Sandra followed seconds later, her tanned skin flushing, her hips jerking forward as her clit pulsed with an overload of sensation.

But Ben didn’t stop. They had requested "complete treatment," and he handling this hysteria as he was contractually obligated to deliver. His fingers kept working - milking, stroking, forcing - pushing both women past one climax after another into trembling, convulsive, uncontrollable release. Their bodies shook against the cage, their heels scraping concrete, their knees buckled, their bare breasts bouncing with every spasm.

They wanted relief from their hysteria.
They got sensory obliteration.

By the end, the consensual patients were reduced to quivering, dripping messes - still bound, still gagged, and completely overwhelmed by the very therapy they’d demanded.

Watch these eager patients discover that some cures are more extreme than the condition, and you'll find it will be more than just Lisa and Sandra, begging for more...