Paige Richards was foolish enough to be around when I decided that the old F-150 needed a new hood ornament. Rolls Royce eat your heart out. The "Spirit of Ecstasy" isn't even in the same league as my motif.

Paige is on our list of favorite damsels to tease and torment. She is another one of those infectious women who just refuses to allow anyone around her to be unhappy when she is having fun. She just radiates sexual power and mischievous licentiousness. This was a session we did with Paige after a long shoot of other gear. As it transpired, she had been trussed, trailered, stretched, zapped, squeezed, vet-wrapped, shrink wrapped, ponied, petted, and siloed, but not fucked.

So we stuck her on the truck and truck-fucked her ...

Another new lady gets the workout at House of Gord. First she is bound, shrink wrapped, cinched, and then hoisted on the wrecking truck and transported. As normal with these chicks, she has herself a blast just hanging out in bondage.

DOUBLE FEATURE

Three different models in three mini-features.First, Lydia is mounted into the mainframe of a forniphilia device and strapped up for the benefit of Gord and a visiting TV crew. Next, (photo-set only) Lydia helps Gord fasten Miyou into a special Gord-style barstool, and finally Joelle is trussed up in a garden swing, hanging out to enjoy the sunshine. Two video-features, three photo-sets.

Lydia is lifted into position, and the roping starts. The hood ornament (status symbol) is complete. Lydia hangs like a gorgeous mascot from the front of Gord's Ford Juggernaut. That's it for this style of hood ornament, guys and gals. But there is more to come...

This week we come to the final session of the Plumbers' Bondage Truck thing. Lydia serves well as a sun blocker, but here she is assembled as a Sun Visor, but this tends to be a little distracting for the driver. Think of it from the driving seat angle: there is a wide-spread crotch and a pair of dangling boobs right in your line of vision, and they belong to a tightly stretched, helpless nubile chick of stunning dimensions.

It's the only way to travel, at least from a driver's point of view. I guess we should have asked the caged hood ornament, but then, a bound lady in captivity hardly has a say in the matter.

Lola is back, just in time to test a prototype device Gord has been designing that will one day place one very lucky lady atop the mast of a sailing yacht going under Sydney Harbour bridge. Yep, we've already okay'd it with the Ozzie cops. Basically, Gord has rigged a facsimile of a mast runner and affixed a platform for the lady.

Fayth is fettered with heavy rubber padding inserted between the bone protuberances of her wrists and ankles so we can stretch her super tight. But not tight enough to stop her using her heels to jiggle Gord's balls in a most disconcerting manner, all with that innocent look on her face.

The look vanished as Gord finished cinching her and stood up with a grin.

"Okay Fayth, you had your fun, now it's payback time."

This week we are trying out another transport device, probably destined to appear in the race movie as Gord leaves the track in a truck festooned with his winnings; all of which would be female of course. This set should have been called the Triple B section: Boots, Boobs, and Butt. We just love this gal in this format. She's a super curvy gal anyway, but her body seems to accept really tight cinching and in doing so one can produce lots of extra super curvy warm female curves to stroke.

Here, we welcome yet another new lady to the House of Gord. Mya appeared briefly in the San Francisco Café scene a few weeks back and, having met her, we invited her up to test her metal on some Gordian contraptions. As it happened she came at a very advantageous time. We were looking for a flexible drop-dead stunner to test out a new prototype Hood Ornament device designed around the capabilities of Claire Adams. Mya proved to a perfect subject for the tests.

This week Joelle, on her first visit to the House of Gord, is testing out a new transport device. (And before you write to complain that these devices are ridiculously impractical and look very precarious... Er! Dudes, you are totally missing the point. That is EXACTLY what they are supposed to look like. This is fantasy land, guys. We have no intention of fucking off down a public road with a gal mounted like that. At least, not at this time and until the law changes. :-)

Yet again, a double feature, but this time introducing four of the magnificent playful ladies that festoon the hallowed halls of Gord Mansion. First, The English Tart gets her brains fucked out by the machine we nicknamed "The Jolly Go Round". Then, our three other feisty ladies, Jewell Marceau, Petra, and the new gal on the block Ceci Delores, are upended on the mobile "Tri-Truck-Transport" system. apparently watching the ground whiz by with hair dragging on the ground is an "exhilarating" experience.

The gizmo intended to tease and torment Seven is in fact another device developed during the Petra Summer of 2005. Unlike Petra, Seven doesn't have a clit ring, so the patented clit nobbler had to be rethought to impart maximum tease and torment to nipples instead. But first we have to get Seven mounted on the pussy pulser. Once that is done, we lock the device rigidly. Now she is basically positioned and held there by her own pussy, so we can wire up the tens unit, insert the dildo and start up the carousel.