Missy had been planning a surprise for her boyfriend all week. As he walked into the kitchen, she sat perched on the table, clad in a cute outfit and white socks. A big harness ballgag lay on the table beside her, a hint of mischief twinkling in her eyes.
"Honey, I've been thinking," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I saw some really tight bondage online, and I thought it might be fun if you tied me up like that. What do you say?"
Her boyfriend's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered, a grin spreading across his face. "Sure, I'm game if you are," he replie...
Missy had been planning a surprise for her boyfriend all week. As he walked into the kitchen, she sat perched on the table, clad in a cute outfit and white socks. A big harness ballgag lay on the table beside her, a hint of mischief twinkling in her eyes.
"Honey, I've been thinking," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I saw some really tight bondage online, and I thought it might be fun if you tied me up like that. What do you say?"
Her boyfriend's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered, a grin spreading across his face. "Sure, I'm game if you are," he replied eagerly.
Without hesitation, Missy picked up the ballgag and fastened it securely around her head, relishing the sensation of being gagged and helpless. She teased her boyfriend with playful gestures, running her hands seductively over her body as she removed her top, revealing her pert breasts encased in a lacy bra.
Emboldened by her boyfriend's enthusiastic response, Missy stripped down to her panties, the anticipation building with each passing moment. She fastened the gag even tighter, ensuring it was snug and inescapable, then arched her back invitingly, a silent plea for him to bind her in a hogtie.
Her boyfriend needed no further encouragement. With practiced skill, he bound her legs with six tight knots, securing her ankles, shins, knees, and thighs with unyielding ropes. A crotch rope added to her predicament, pulling tight against her most intimate flesh.
Next, he turned his attention to her arms, binding them tightly behind her back with ropes that dug into her flesh, leaving her elbows pressed together in an agonizingly tight embrace. A chest harness accentuated her curves, the ropes cinching tight around her breasts, restricting her movements even further.
With a final flourish, he pulled her onto her stomach and cinched a connecting rope from her ankles to her chest harness, creating a cruelly arched hogtie that left her completely immobile and utterly helpless.
But the torment had only just begun. As Missy squirmed and struggled against her bonds, her boyfriend tightened the hogtie rope, making her arch her back even further, her cries muffled by the gag.
Satisfied with his handiwork, he retrieved a rope and secured it to the top of her ballgag, pulling her head back until she was made to look up at the ceiling, unable to lower her gaze or escape his scrutiny.
With each passing moment, Missy's torment grew more intense. The ropes dug into her skin, leaving angry red marks in their wake, while the gag filled her mouth, stifling her cries and leaving her drooling helplessly onto the floor.
Despite her struggles, her boyfriend remained unmoved, snapping pictures of her suffering with callous indifference. And as the hours dragged on, Missy realized with a sinking heart that there would be no reprieve, no mercy, only endless hours of bondage and torment at his hands.
