Poor Morgan....she thought her visit to the Dungeon was going to be a "stroll in the park"....oh no, not this time. She was so nervous she could hardly breathe....struggling in her bonds as her captor had his fiendish way with her, she soon realized her bondage was real, and she had no choice but to endure it.
After what seemed like an eternity of tickling this session turned sexual. Switching between the torment of relentless tickling and the sensuous massage of the breasts and the clit...as she lay held fast in her bonds drifting into the subspace of her mind from the unstoppable pleasur... Show more