One of my favourite pieces of Bondage equipment that I’m lucky enough to own is something I call ‘The slut clamp’. It’s a stainless steel spreader bar, of sorts, that locks both my my ankles and both of my wrists into a line. My deviant Sir has suspended our most powerful vibrator above me from the slut clamp and left me to own devices. Powerful scenes of real female desperation as I struggle against the cold hard restraints. I can only manage a certain amount of stimulation with the doxy before I’m entirely overthrown with intense pleasure that builds so abruptly that my pussy ends up gush...

One of my favourite pieces of Bondage equipment that I’m lucky enough to own is something I call ‘The slut clamp’. It’s a stainless steel spreader bar, of sorts, that locks both my my ankles and both of my wrists into a line. My deviant Sir has suspended our most powerful vibrator above me from the slut clamp and left me to own devices. Powerful scenes of real female desperation as I struggle against the cold hard restraints. I can only manage a certain amount of stimulation with the doxy before I’m entirely overthrown with intense pleasure that builds so abruptly that my pussy ends up gushing all over vibe, my thighs and the table I’ve been left on. Multiple messy orgasms, as I’m made to squirt over and over again until I can wriggle my hand free to turn it off.