If Gmoras only had to contend with one thing, her situation would be a breeze. Even two would be tolerable, but her torments didn't stop there. Between the corset, ballet boots, strappado, elbow corset, and a monsterous 3" gag she couldn't tell you what she hated most. So when the magic wand was pushed between her legs she knew what was to come. The immediate pleasure would be warmly welcomed, but it was only a matter of time before the orgasms would be overwhelming. Completely unable to move, they would soon be another torment to add to Gmoras's growing list.