I am bound and held captive between Goddess Blondi's long, powerful legs. Helplessly trapped in her clutches, she rubs baby oil into her palms, before engulfing my face in them. I try to beg her for release, but I am instantly cut off. Her big, beautiful amazon hands pressed firmly against my lips. For a second, the smell of lavender lulls me into a sense of peace, before my air is also taken away. I realize I'm in danger, so I struggle against her. "Shhh" she whispers in my ear. "Don't be a little bitch". She holds me captive in her soft palms, making minimal effort to contain me as I stru... Show more