Trina at that moment picks up a small white lace cord that was ready on the bed. Xxx What the fuck Becky?! What the fuck is this shit I just saw?” ―She said, shouting no matter what. She straps cuffs to each ankle that she fastens with padlocks and is held in place by an adjustable metal bar that spreads my legs apart and leaves me in that position while she takes pictures of me. Sobs and whimpers. Read 5874 times |
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barbarabadgirl
Like in that sick world of drawings, you made Vanessa color uh? My body… “Please… I don’t know how this shit works, but let’s see”
She bends down and ties the rope tightly around my breasts which makes me shudder again, despite being inexperienced she manages a method for the rope to stay wrapped around my breasts
