Sadly for Sunshine Tampa, she's found herself in my clutches. Strapped up in a tight, restrictive posey straitjacket, ball gagged, with bondage belts wrapped around her legs, she's helpless and vulnerable to whatever I have in mind. When she awakens, she head is in my lap, her wide eyes looking up at me in fear as I begin to tell her of her fate. I desire, to claim her breath as my own, to clasp a hand tightly around her gagged mouth, and using the other to pinch her nose until those eyes bulge and roll into the back of her head from lack of air. She may struggle, but there's no use, as the... Show more