Dahlia is a vision in pink, what with her sexy pink leotard, her big tits straining against the tight clinging stretchy fabric. She tried to shake her head in denial, her matching pink hair shimmying slightly. She seems unhappy but who can tell with the tight black rubber cleave in her mouth, muting her speech? The electrical tape that has her fastened to the pole is tight and any movement simply causes it to shrink, driving her bound wrists into her crotch as she looks in vain for a way out. I enter and begin the process of completely eliminating ANY chance of escape. First I slowly wrap h... Show more