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Savannah felt like she was reliving her first bondage encounter after she lost her clothing and sat bound in a chair dressed in nothing but her pink thong-panties. The mean-spirited man who'd come calling again repeated his abrupt silencing of her protests by stuffing cloth between her lips and sealing them shut with duct-tape. The tether pinning Savannah's torso to the chair resisted her vigorous efforts to loosen it as she twisted from side-to-side, then she was subjected to the embarrassments of having her contortions recorded on his phone. A deeper humiliation followed when her panties ...
Savannah felt like she was reliving her first bondage encounter after she lost her clothing and sat bound in a chair dressed in nothing but her pink thong-panties. The mean-spirited man who'd come calling again repeated his abrupt silencing of her protests by stuffing cloth between her lips and sealing them shut with duct-tape. The tether pinning Savannah's torso to the chair resisted her vigorous efforts to loosen it as she twisted from side-to-side, then she was subjected to the embarrassments of having her contortions recorded on his phone. A deeper humiliation followed when her panties ...
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