There are few things more sexy than a pretty girl trying to struggle and hardly able to move an inch. Stasha knew the feeling first hand as a dozen buckles froze her arms and legs tight to the chair's spindles. Her pantyhosed legs flexed and strained against the leather but it proved far too strong. Stasha only became more frustrated as she continued to soak her corset with drool. I'm quite certain that what had her so upset was the need for more belts; something I was happy to help with.