Elise and Mona are so good together and Elise is so sexy in this movie. Her muscular body is amazing. And i like the close ups of her beautiful face. The orgasms at the end of the movie with the hitachi on her clit are awesome.
I can't believe my two favorite Kinky rope ladies from back in the day are in a two-part switch scene TOGETHER, at the SAME TIME.
I haven't gotten off to neither lesbian porn nor femdom porn for years and years, until I met this beauty of a scene. I guess that makes this my favorite lesbian scene for now by default.
Maybe the fact that it's both lesbian AND femdom at the same time has something to do with how there are enough fetishes stacked to still get me off even without seeing them getting slathered in gooey showers of Y-chromosomal human DNA that could theoretically impregnate them. (Speaking of which, what happened to all those old-school Kink . com bukkake blowbangs? Those were metal as fuck. Bring it back.)
There's actually a traumatizing event in my past that this scene helped me get over. I'll explain.
When Elise Graves first came onto the scene years ago with Pornhub trailers of some extremely brutal maledom gangbang scenes, I instantly fell in love, and she was my favorite porn star at the time.
I was really (and overly; still am) into maledom facefucking porn, and she was suddenly the best at the time as far as my dick could tell, making everyone else look like amateurs. I thought, "Holy shit, this is some Japanese-tier, evil, disgusting, depraved, raw inhumanity straight from the bowel's of Satan's cloaca, and this holy angel of darkness is blessing us with the same gifts the Japanese have delivered to us straight from the horny graces of Satan's penis-fingered alien tentacle hands, purely out of the selflessness and selfishness of her holy, wicked angel-demon heart, like the submissive she-devil mentally enslaving us weak men on the internet that she clearly appears to be. Except also, she's from the same ethnic/cultural background as me or whatever and speaking English instead of Japanese, and she's so pretty I could shed tears of joy out of the right corner of my right eye-socket and also the tip of my penis both at the same time while whimpering the national anthem into a heavily auto-tuned microphone."
For a time, I truly believed that Elise was the Chosen One whom was foretold to ferry all of incel-kind to the holy, demonic... unpromised... non-land. Of tits and booty, and stuff.
Then, at some point, all of her maledom stuff just vanished from the non-darkweb parts of the less-virus-having internet, scrubbed from Pornhub (didn't really check anywhere else), only to be replaced mostly with non-penetrative flogging, rope, and device torture content instead, overwhelmingly with other vagina-havers.
And I was like "FUCK. Where is my dick supposed to go?! I thought her holes were open for business!! Dick business, I mean, not just that other stuff." (In a bunch of the scenes she's not even having her vag ate or toes sucked on or armpits licked by force, which is what I'd pay her to make me do, obviously, if she was the kind of person who would force simps to eat her out in exchange for their or other people's money, which of course, she isn't, right.)
It was as if the best parts of my Spank Bank had been stolen from me by the thought police. Fuck those guys. I was so traumatized to have this core part of my identity and all the sweetest, warmest memories of some of my gnarliest boners ever (I grew half an inch past max temporarily once and had to go to the ER) all ripped away from me, so badly that I couldn't speak for weeks, until I finally gave in and attended some PTSD therapy sessions with a professional just to get over it and begin speaking again.
For a while, I actually thought that Elise Graves didn't even like dicks anymore. I curled up into the fetal position in a dumpster behind a Wendy's and wept. I also ate a bacon cheese burger from the value menu that I bought there. It was pretty good, even inside the dumpster. No, I didn't find it there. Fuck you.
Every once in a while a video would surface of her contorted into some weird position in some bizarre machine that's forcing her to rapidly and repeatedly deep throat a massive pink-eyed Schlange straight from Hel, covering it in so much gooey, thick phlegm-juice that you could make a 16 oz. smoothie out of it (I'd drink that, if it was her goo on my Schlange), but I still wasn't convinced.
I thought, "She's just doing that because it's mandatory, to make money. She doesn't really love dick any more =(. Fucking capitalism."
I didn't become a communist, but I did still feel echoes of that shock and emotionaldamage years later. That is, until I found this scene here, brought to you exclusively by Kink VR (TM).
When I heard, saw, and felt her begging for my cock after Mona basically told her to do just that, I was convinced it was for real this time, because it's VR.
I didn't think, "Well, she's done everything Mona's told her to do and then some, so that probably explains her begging for my cock more than any actual genuine desire to milk gooey high-protein love juice straight out of my throbbing, secretly-ethnic but otherwise white Amerikanerwurst. Mona told her to do it."
What I thought instead was, "OH MY GOD THIS BITCH IS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL LOOK HOW HORNY SHE IS EVERY LITTLE WEIRD MOVE SHE MAKES MY BALLS MELT AND NOW MY DICK WANTS TO EXPLODE SO BAD FUCK FUCK FUCK," because it's VR.
When Mona started shoving her panty-dildo into Elise's mouth, I didn't think, "That's just a piece of plastic. How can she even get off on the act of not getting off a plastic dick that can't even get off or want her, because it's just plastic. Like, would she still get off if a robot with no living soul was the one facefucking her?" (Probably, actually.)
Instead, I thought "Oh my god, if I was that piece of plastic, I would fucking semen blast her tonsils so hard into space that she would have a full-grown Silver Surfer-looking plastic synthetic alien baby come out of her face the next day, like the Alien movies, except not permanently disfiguring, and way more cute and cartoony, because plastic is flexible, so it would be like a shiny Gumby baby, I guess," because it's VR.
When she rode that panty-dildo all the way to high heaven, I didn't see flashes of black at the bottom of the screen and think "Hey, my dick isn't black," and let that break the immersion. I just tilted my head back, until all I could see was Elise riding my non-dildo real dick like the good old raw-dog P-in-V days again, with pre-cum dripping everywhere inside her, and I could only faintly hear Mona yelling stuff in the background that's probably relevant to my dick going inside of Elise now, not Mona's dildo, yelling stuff which gives me the feeling that it'll break the immersion if I pay too much attention to what she's actually saying.
And so I came inside Elise's gushing, wet waterfall of a cock-devouring meat-singularity black hole vortex doom tunnel leading straight to the gates of damnation that she calls a vagina, an entire six hundred and sixty-six times, and then another zero-point-six-seven times just to top off the tank for the road. Because it's VR now.
Come to think of it, she's probably just dating some dude, and doesn't want to make him jealous with too many real dicks or something. I bet she's just being a really good girlfriend or something.
It's as if the maledom scenes are all front-loaded at the absolute beginning of her career, and then there are 50 however many scenes of femdom and device/rope foreplay stuff afterwards with negative-zero risk of pregnancy. I need my porn videos to have an accidental pregnancy risk of at least higher than zero, unless I'm in an extra simp-ey mood (like when I watch this scene).
This is really starting to reinforce my initial Wendy's dumpster fetal position narrative here that Elise simply doesn't love brootal meat-dicks anymore, no matter how much they love her and all want to swarm into the back of her throat uncontrollably, as if dicks are giant mosquitoes programmed to fly into the light, and her tonsils are a really weak bug-zapper pulling all dicks towards her mouth and into her throat like a magnet over and over again mindlessly until they nut and everyone feels kind of awkward but still super awesome and happy at the end. What is there not to love about that. =(
So what is it that selfish, callous, and one-sidedly sadistic, evil man-cocks, made out of real (not Impossible) Soylent human man-meat, have to do in order to win back Elise's love for them again someday? What will it take, our Love? Has that flame burned out forever, or is this just a temporary phase, where at least one of us (either you and/or us/random-dicks) must suffer apart, in order to make the reunion so much sweeter when it finally does happen?
If it turns out she's just a full-on lesbian who occasionally does maledom stuff as some sort of pain challenge akin to any of the other pain challenges she's done, just with a more psychological bent to it (which happens to be way optimized for guys to jerk off to), then that's totally cool too, obviously.
I respect that, if dicks were the thing that was just a phase. A painful phase.
Aren't we all just a phase, in the grand scheme of things.
Mona was also amazing. I didn't mean to neglect her with my stupid roundabout love letter to the other chick.
When Mona was making Elise eat her tasty mommyholes and her tasty mommyfeet, I was jealous of Elise, not Mona, obviously.
I never understood the whole bootlicking thing, since a shoe is an inanimate object with no nerve endings attached to anyone's brain, but when Mona was sitting on her face with the giant Fruit Roll-Up dress, I suddenly understood the appeal of licking inanimate objects, in this case of being able to indirectly lick Mona's soft, inviting, home-like ass-crack through the shiny, vinyl giant Fruit Roll-Up. I could almost taste the rainbow.
Imagine if her asshole was filled to the brim with whipped cream and she fed it to you like her colon was the spray can instead. Heaven.
I don't like getting fucked in either of my holes by dildos or anything else though, so I was definitely in Mona's perspective during that part, not Elise.
When Mona was doing the thrusting, all I can say is, it was cute.
When Elise started riding it herself though, it suddenly got way more hardcore and felt like a boy-girl scene, which is when I inseminated her with all the plastic semen from Mona's panty-dildo, and we made all the Silver Surfer alien Gumby babies who will also someday grow up to be Kink VR stars when they're 28 in Gumby alien years.
I would smother a puppy in its sleep to see a guy who can get this kind of a reaction out of Elise as their sub.
That Pope guy gets some pretty good reactions out of quite a few girls, but she has some pretty stiff competition on this site in that category. Still one of the most adorable sub girls here, even though she's old enough for it to be really weird for me to want her to call me the D-name so badly. Which is chronologically impossible; I'm younger. That's right. Elise Graves is so cute that even guys younger than her want her to call them the D-name.
I'd massively prefer a guy that could also give her a wholesome, brutal dick-down as well, like Owen Gray-, Tommy Pistol-, Bryan Gozzling-, or Johnny Bravo-style, but is also trained in the dark shinobi arts of shibari-jutsu and hitachi-waza. I think she might be on a no-dick diet anyway, so maybe the Pope guy will work as a positive incremental step towards rehabilitating her appetite for disgusting, smelly testosterone-dripping male pheromones again.
First get her some tough love from Daddy, then have her get made love to brutifally by that middle-aged Charles Dera guy in a honeymoon vacation sex dungeon (I dunno if he or someone similar does Switch scenes with women, but that would be AWESOME), and then have her go and abuse a bunch of poor, young hairless 18 year old pretty boys by tying them up and sucking their DnB and rimming their asses for good behavior, then sitting and riding buck bronco cowgirl on their faces, peeing on them, and then in their mouths, and making them drink her piss whenever they make Mommy mad and she needs them to convince her not to be mad anymore.
In an ideal world, we'll get those three videos.
(The puppy from the beginning of this comment is on terminal life support and I can't afford the bills anymore. Most people would rather just take them out back like Old Yeller, but I need to live with the guilt and shame and dead puppy saliva on my hands for the rest of my life, because it's what I deserve.)
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Elise and Mona are so good together and Elise is so sexy in this movie. Her muscular body is amazing. And i like the close ups of her beautiful face. The orgasms at the end of the movie with the hitachi on her clit are awesome.
i love this!. please do more feet and less abusive type stuff
I can't believe my two favorite Kinky rope ladies from back in the day are in a two-part switch scene TOGETHER, at the SAME TIME.
I haven't gotten off to neither lesbian porn nor femdom porn for years and years, until I met this beauty of a scene. I guess that makes this my favorite lesbian scene for now by default.
Maybe the fact that it's both lesbian AND femdom at the same time has something to do with how there are enough fetishes stacked to still get me off even without seeing them getting slathered in gooey showers of Y-chromosomal human DNA that could theoretically impregnate them. (Speaking of which, what happened to all those old-school Kink . com bukkake blowbangs? Those were metal as fuck. Bring it back.)
There's actually a traumatizing event in my past that this scene helped me get over. I'll explain.
When Elise Graves first came onto the scene years ago with Pornhub trailers of some extremely brutal maledom gangbang scenes, I instantly fell in love, and she was my favorite porn star at the time.
I was really (and overly; still am) into maledom facefucking porn, and she was suddenly the best at the time as far as my dick could tell, making everyone else look like amateurs. I thought, "Holy shit, this is some Japanese-tier, evil, disgusting, depraved, raw inhumanity straight from the bowel's of Satan's cloaca, and this holy angel of darkness is blessing us with the same gifts the Japanese have delivered to us straight from the horny graces of Satan's penis-fingered alien tentacle hands, purely out of the selflessness and selfishness of her holy, wicked angel-demon heart, like the submissive she-devil mentally enslaving us weak men on the internet that she clearly appears to be. Except also, she's from the same ethnic/cultural background as me or whatever and speaking English instead of Japanese, and she's so pretty I could shed tears of joy out of the right corner of my right eye-socket and also the tip of my penis both at the same time while whimpering the national anthem into a heavily auto-tuned microphone."
For a time, I truly believed that Elise was the Chosen One whom was foretold to ferry all of incel-kind to the holy, demonic... unpromised... non-land. Of tits and booty, and stuff.
Then, at some point, all of her maledom stuff just vanished from the non-darkweb parts of the less-virus-having internet, scrubbed from Pornhub (didn't really check anywhere else), only to be replaced mostly with non-penetrative flogging, rope, and device torture content instead, overwhelmingly with other vagina-havers.
And I was like "FUCK. Where is my dick supposed to go?! I thought her holes were open for business!! Dick business, I mean, not just that other stuff." (In a bunch of the scenes she's not even having her vag ate or toes sucked on or armpits licked by force, which is what I'd pay her to make me do, obviously, if she was the kind of person who would force simps to eat her out in exchange for their or other people's money, which of course, she isn't, right.)
It was as if the best parts of my Spank Bank had been stolen from me by the thought police. Fuck those guys. I was so traumatized to have this core part of my identity and all the sweetest, warmest memories of some of my gnarliest boners ever (I grew half an inch past max temporarily once and had to go to the ER) all ripped away from me, so badly that I couldn't speak for weeks, until I finally gave in and attended some PTSD therapy sessions with a professional just to get over it and begin speaking again.
For a while, I actually thought that Elise Graves didn't even like dicks anymore. I curled up into the fetal position in a dumpster behind a Wendy's and wept. I also ate a bacon cheese burger from the value menu that I bought there. It was pretty good, even inside the dumpster. No, I didn't find it there. Fuck you.
Every once in a while a video would surface of her contorted into some weird position in some bizarre machine that's forcing her to rapidly and repeatedly deep throat a massive pink-eyed Schlange straight from Hel, covering it in so much gooey, thick phlegm-juice that you could make a 16 oz. smoothie out of it (I'd drink that, if it was her goo on my Schlange), but I still wasn't convinced.
I thought, "She's just doing that because it's mandatory, to make money. She doesn't really love dick any more =(. Fucking capitalism."
I didn't become a communist, but I did still feel echoes of that shock and emotional damage years later. That is, until I found this scene here, brought to you exclusively by Kink VR (TM).
When I heard, saw, and felt her begging for my cock after Mona basically told her to do just that, I was convinced it was for real this time, because it's VR.
I didn't think, "Well, she's done everything Mona's told her to do and then some, so that probably explains her begging for my cock more than any actual genuine desire to milk gooey high-protein love juice straight out of my throbbing, secretly-ethnic but otherwise white Amerikanerwurst. Mona told her to do it."
What I thought instead was, "OH MY GOD THIS BITCH IS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL LOOK HOW HORNY SHE IS EVERY LITTLE WEIRD MOVE SHE MAKES MY BALLS MELT AND NOW MY DICK WANTS TO EXPLODE SO BAD FUCK FUCK FUCK," because it's VR.
When Mona started shoving her panty-dildo into Elise's mouth, I didn't think, "That's just a piece of plastic. How can she even get off on the act of not getting off a plastic dick that can't even get off or want her, because it's just plastic. Like, would she still get off if a robot with no living soul was the one facefucking her?" (Probably, actually.)
Instead, I thought "Oh my god, if I was that piece of plastic, I would fucking semen blast her tonsils so hard into space that she would have a full-grown Silver Surfer-looking plastic synthetic alien baby come out of her face the next day, like the Alien movies, except not permanently disfiguring, and way more cute and cartoony, because plastic is flexible, so it would be like a shiny Gumby baby, I guess," because it's VR.
When she rode that panty-dildo all the way to high heaven, I didn't see flashes of black at the bottom of the screen and think "Hey, my dick isn't black," and let that break the immersion. I just tilted my head back, until all I could see was Elise riding my non-dildo real dick like the good old raw-dog P-in-V days again, with pre-cum dripping everywhere inside her, and I could only faintly hear Mona yelling stuff in the background that's probably relevant to my dick going inside of Elise now, not Mona's dildo, yelling stuff which gives me the feeling that it'll break the immersion if I pay too much attention to what she's actually saying.
And so I came inside Elise's gushing, wet waterfall of a cock-devouring meat-singularity black hole vortex doom tunnel leading straight to the gates of damnation that she calls a vagina, an entire six hundred and sixty-six times, and then another zero-point-six-seven times just to top off the tank for the road. Because it's VR now.
Come to think of it, she's probably just dating some dude, and doesn't want to make him jealous with too many real dicks or something. I bet she's just being a really good girlfriend or something.
Welp, looks like I found the stash, or most of them:
https://www.kink.com/shoot/14453
https://www.kink.com/shoot/34422
https://www.kink.com/shoot/13803
https://www.kink.com/shoot/11327
https://www.kink.com/shoot/31400
https://www.kink.com/shoot/16723
https://www.kink.com/shoot/30547
It's as if the maledom scenes are all front-loaded at the absolute beginning of her career, and then there are 50 however many scenes of femdom and device/rope foreplay stuff afterwards with negative-zero risk of pregnancy. I need my porn videos to have an accidental pregnancy risk of at least higher than zero, unless I'm in an extra simp-ey mood (like when I watch this scene).
This is really starting to reinforce my initial Wendy's dumpster fetal position narrative here that Elise simply doesn't love brootal meat-dicks anymore, no matter how much they love her and all want to swarm into the back of her throat uncontrollably, as if dicks are giant mosquitoes programmed to fly into the light, and her tonsils are a really weak bug-zapper pulling all dicks towards her mouth and into her throat like a magnet over and over again mindlessly until they nut and everyone feels kind of awkward but still super awesome and happy at the end. What is there not to love about that. =(
So what is it that selfish, callous, and one-sidedly sadistic, evil man-cocks, made out of real (not Impossible) Soylent human man-meat, have to do in order to win back Elise's love for them again someday? What will it take, our Love? Has that flame burned out forever, or is this just a temporary phase, where at least one of us (either you and/or us/random-dicks) must suffer apart, in order to make the reunion so much sweeter when it finally does happen?
If it turns out she's just a full-on lesbian who occasionally does maledom stuff as some sort of pain challenge akin to any of the other pain challenges she's done, just with a more psychological bent to it (which happens to be way optimized for guys to jerk off to), then that's totally cool too, obviously.
I respect that, if dicks were the thing that was just a phase. A painful phase.
Aren't we all just a phase, in the grand scheme of things.
Great scene, btw. I camed.
Mona was also amazing. I didn't mean to neglect her with my stupid roundabout love letter to the other chick.
When Mona was making Elise eat her tasty mommyholes and her tasty mommyfeet, I was jealous of Elise, not Mona, obviously.
I never understood the whole bootlicking thing, since a shoe is an inanimate object with no nerve endings attached to anyone's brain, but when Mona was sitting on her face with the giant Fruit Roll-Up dress, I suddenly understood the appeal of licking inanimate objects, in this case of being able to indirectly lick Mona's soft, inviting, home-like ass-crack through the shiny, vinyl giant Fruit Roll-Up. I could almost taste the rainbow.
Imagine if her asshole was filled to the brim with whipped cream and she fed it to you like her colon was the spray can instead. Heaven.
I don't like getting fucked in either of my holes by dildos or anything else though, so I was definitely in Mona's perspective during that part, not Elise.
When Mona was doing the thrusting, all I can say is, it was cute.
When Elise started riding it herself though, it suddenly got way more hardcore and felt like a boy-girl scene, which is when I inseminated her with all the plastic semen from Mona's panty-dildo, and we made all the Silver Surfer alien Gumby babies who will also someday grow up to be Kink VR stars when they're 28 in Gumby alien years.
I would smother a puppy in its sleep to see a guy who can get this kind of a reaction out of Elise as their sub.
That Pope guy gets some pretty good reactions out of quite a few girls, but she has some pretty stiff competition on this site in that category. Still one of the most adorable sub girls here, even though she's old enough for it to be really weird for me to want her to call me the D-name so badly. Which is chronologically impossible; I'm younger. That's right. Elise Graves is so cute that even guys younger than her want her to call them the D-name.
I'd massively prefer a guy that could also give her a wholesome, brutal dick-down as well, like Owen Gray-, Tommy Pistol-, Bryan Gozzling-, or Johnny Bravo-style, but is also trained in the dark shinobi arts of shibari-jutsu and hitachi-waza. I think she might be on a no-dick diet anyway, so maybe the Pope guy will work as a positive incremental step towards rehabilitating her appetite for disgusting, smelly testosterone-dripping male pheromones again.
First get her some tough love from Daddy, then have her get made love to brutifally by that middle-aged Charles Dera guy in a honeymoon vacation sex dungeon (I dunno if he or someone similar does Switch scenes with women, but that would be AWESOME), and then have her go and abuse a bunch of poor, young hairless 18 year old pretty boys by tying them up and sucking their DnB and rimming their asses for good behavior, then sitting and riding buck bronco cowgirl on their faces, peeing on them, and then in their mouths, and making them drink her piss whenever they make Mommy mad and she needs them to convince her not to be mad anymore.
In an ideal world, we'll get those three videos.
(The puppy from the beginning of this comment is on terminal life support and I can't afford the bills anymore. Most people would rather just take them out back like Old Yeller, but I need to live with the guilt and shame and dead puppy saliva on my hands for the rest of my life, because it's what I deserve.)