The oil-loving villain strikes again! This time, he has brought with him plenty of colorful rope to make sure that I am tied up even tighter than usual. I am bound, standing in a doorway. My wrists are tied above my head to the ceiling and my legs are spread apart, tied off at the ankles. Over my soft, youthful nude body and bush is a yellow rope, tied beautifully across my chest and down my torso, with a nice, tight knot right over my clit. I struggle and whimper, wanting to get free from the bondage. However, the more I struggle, the more I realize that the crotch knot and rope is rubbing in... Show more