Starring Anna. My new boyfriend likes to tie me up and gag me, as you may know from a couple of videos previously posted here (My Boyfriend is Kinky and He Likes Me Immobilized). He does not do it to me every time we get together, but it seems like it. I am still processing how it makes me feel, as this bondage stuff is very new to me. So far so good though, as he treats me like a princess no matter what we are doing together, and when he has me tied up and gagged . . . well, I guess it makes me feel sexually desirable in a naughty kind of way, and his foreplay with me while I am helpless t...

Starring Anna. My new boyfriend likes to tie me up and gag me, as you may know from a couple of videos previously posted here (My Boyfriend is Kinky and He Likes Me Immobilized). He does not do it to me every time we get together, but it seems like it. I am still processing how it makes me feel, as this bondage stuff is very new to me. So far so good though, as he treats me like a princess no matter what we are doing together, and when he has me tied up and gagged . . . well, I guess it makes me feel sexually desirable in a naughty kind of way, and his foreplay with me while I am helpless to resist seems to go on forever. On this occasion, it was our one-month anniversary. He said I should dress for a theatre matinee and dinner after, so I picked a little black dress and the skimpiest pair of panties I could find, along with stay-up stockings and peep-toe, black patent high heels. I knew I would be a vision of feminine seduction for my boyfriend, as well as for all the strangers we passed while we were out and about. When he arrived at my place, I was presented with an anniversary gift. I figured it would be something I could use whenever, but it was not. It was this weird leather thing. I had no idea what it was until after he had my arms and hands and legs tied up tight with rope. Then he took the handkerchief from his lapel pocket and stuffed it in my mouth, and strapped my ‘gift’ all over my head and face. It turns out my anniversary present was called a muzzle, and it sure felt like one. I could barely breathe, let alone say anything. I tried to talk but all that came out were whimpers and my breath passing through my nose. I hope no one notices the rope tracks on my arms before we get into the darkened theatre. Actual running time (08:37) (1280 x 720)