Katrina thought that she could handle it all ... handle anything. She said that one time too many...
Which is when she ended up wearing that brutal chain ... from her elbows, scrunching them together down to her wrists, as if her arms were welded together .... another length of chain pulling her legs up to her thighs in an unforgiving frogtie ... tight toe cuffs ... and a ballgag that kept her quiet ...except for the distressful moans
And the look in her eyes ... as if ti say ... she had met her match in chain bondage. Maybe a night this way will remove any lingering dout...