Maci sits in a white blouse and blue skirt, her wrists already bound behind her back, while he straps a ring gag deeply into her mouth. She begins to drool almost immediately and drains like a faucet while he forces her knees apart showing black, lace panties. She whines when he sinks the crotchrope deeply into her cleft and grunts as it digs in even deeper when she again takes a seat. The drool keeps flowing while her ankles and knees are bound, and he leaves the gag in while he crushes her elbows behind her back. He ties a vibrator to her crotchrope, and she moans as the rope through her legs tugs against her. Finally she is given a break from the ring gag, and a massive amount of spit drains from her face and down her chin. Unfortunatley now he's packing a huge pair of purple panties into her mouth, slowly poking it deeper and deeper into her mouth and cheeks before wrapping duct tape around her face to keep it in place. With a flick the vibe it revs up to high sending vibrations through her. For six minutes she writhes in her bonds, moaning against the discomfort and the incessant stimulation from the tingling rope through her crotch. She fights the sensations at first but finds gyrating against the rope brings an ease to her torment. Slowly it builds until her face flushes, and she gives in to the sensation. He returns to shut off the vibe and removes her gag before freeing her arms. She is given a brief rest period while her removes her blouse and sorts some ropes. Soon she again feels her arms wrench behind her as thing rope cinches her elbows together once again. He ropes her ankles up to the ceiling, so she can do less to ease her discomfort before pulling down her bra and revealing her breasts. She opens wide to accept a sponge that with some effort he manages to stuff into her face. This time he uses microfoam to tightly tape her packing in place, and her eyes show the strain of this new test. He clamps each nipple with a clothespin and leaves her to struggle again. Luckily he left the vibrator turned off, so all she has to do is endure the clothepins and strict restraint. She moans into the sponge and wiggles as much as her precarious position allows. With her legs up and seated on a wobbly and creaking chair she doesn't want to thrash about too much. When he moves in for a closeup though, he turns on the vibrator and she shrieks as the tingling starts again. She struggles for long minutes, the stress of the position obvious on her face. Despite the constant buzzing inside of her the discomfort in her arms and nipples keeps her on the edge of release. With her ankles up she can't thrust against the crotchrope, so she remains frustrated and pained until he again returns. He releases her ankles and releases her arm restraint before having her remove her own gag. She is forced to leave the clothespins in place while she does, but she can't rush as the tape pulls at her hair while she works the gag away. He removes her bra completely this time and with the crotch rope still deeply secured and her ankles and knees still bound she barely has time to recover before he cinches her elbows together once again. She winces from the ache in her shoulders while he quickly binds her arms at the elbows and wrists. Again she opens wide for a huge pair of panties that are slowly stuffed inch by inch fully into her face before being brutally taped in place with clear tape. He brow furrows, her eyes show the stress and her cheeks bulge over the unnecessarily tight bands of tape. He moves her to the ground to suffer her fate on the filthy carpet and shrieks when the vibe is turned onto high. Her arms are on fire and her shoulders ache. Maci knows she cannot endure much longer, so she immediately starts thrusting her hips against the rope through her pussy. She grunts into her gag as first as the motions bring more discomfort but soon the vibration and released endorphines allow her to focus fully on the sensations she feels. As the minutes pass her groans turn into moans, her forced thrusts become times and sensual gyrations and her body glistens with the sweat of a building in side her bubbling towards release. Her breathing quickens and her moans come faster. She works her the rope faster and faster through her legs until finally her eyes flutter and roll back as she climaxes with the orgasm she hopes means her final release. But he does not free her, and the sensations continue to drive her hips. She is lost in the sensation and cannot stop as she moans writhes on the tail of her orgasm. She gyrated more, unable to stop her self and again her moans and breathing build. Faster and faster she moans, faster and faster she grinds her hips against the rope until again she cries into her gag with and even stronger orgasm. She moans, tenses and shutters in her bonds as she feels the release wash over her like many waves. She did her part. Surely now he'll let her go?
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