My slim, small stature is highlighted by my predicament – floating above the floor boards of a wooden platform and stretched upon a steel frame in a seated position – I feel rather like a marionette in the arms out, legs spread position, as I dangle from the steel and ropes. Like a puppet for playtime I think, in nervous excitement for the agonizing adventure about to happen. He walks over to pinch my pert nipples hard – a hulk of a man, big hands against my tiny tits. As my breath starts to come hard and fast, showing ripcage and slender wai...
Starring Catherine Sterling and Ben
My slim, small stature is highlighted by my predicament – floating above the floor boards of a wooden platform and stretched upon a steel frame in a seated position – I feel rather like a marionette in the arms out, legs spread position, as I dangle from the steel and ropes. Like a puppet for playtime I think, in nervous excitement for the agonizing adventure about to happen. He walks over to pinch my pert nipples hard – a hulk of a man, big hands against my tiny tits. As my breath starts to come hard and fast, showing ripcage and slender waist, I feel the moistness between my well spread, tattooed thighs. In the tool box he gets more rope, cinching my chest and binding my small breasts against the boards. Testing out my tethers I wriggle and struggle but there’ll be no getting myself out even if I wanted to -_^ His huge palm slaps my exposed pussy making me giggle and squeal at the same time, while a pair of weighted clover clamps pull at my boobs, a slight distraction as my swollen pussy lips are clamped highlighting my engorged clit against trimmed bush. Not one pair of cruel clover clamps but two are now hanging from my nether regions, and he adds a weight on to these too! I barely dare breathe as the heat starts to build in my most sensitive of places... then I see a wand vibrator in his hand and gasp! The vibrations from the strong Hitachi against the biting metal teeth on my labia drive me crazy; pleasurable bondage orgasm builds and paingasm makes me cry, the two together making for a leg shaking, muscle trembling orgasmic explosion, the strength of which carries on even after he’s removed the Hitachi wand. To top it all off his palm gags my red lips in breath play, another rope is added to hold my neck, chin up high, like he has collared me and I am his slave. He asks if I want more but I can’t speak from the sensory overload; I try to tell him with my eyes I don’t want him to stop... My bare feet and toes point and flex and grip at the air as he removes my clamped torments, the swollen heat that rushes through me is unbelievable agony, pressed once more against the pulsating head of the vibrator, he makes me cum as he slaps my thighs and stomach and leg shaking orgasm takes over once more, my bound body dancing in this bondage predicament, a pleasure puppet.
