Part 6 of 7 Bondage slave Tia Cyrus can barely remember her former life as a Dominatrix. She stands at attention, rigid, posture perfect for her Master. The tight ropes cut into her wrists, elbows and ankles but she doesnt flinch. The ballgag stretches her mouth but she only stands there, obedient and ready for her Master. Eventually he orders her to her knees and she obeys, but her composure begins to break and soon she is sobbing and begging with her eyes for mercy. Her Master never gives her any rest though. She must kneel and wait, for as long as he desires(My little tribute to Film Noir: ...

Part 6 of 7 Bondage slave Tia Cyrus can barely remember her former life as a Dominatrix. She stands at attention, rigid, posture perfect for her Master. The tight ropes cut into her wrists, elbows and ankles but she doesnt flinch. The ballgag stretches her mouth but she only stands there, obedient and ready for her Master. Eventually he orders her to her knees and she obeys, but her composure begins to break and soon she is sobbing and begging with her eyes for mercy. Her Master never gives her any rest though. She must kneel and wait, for as long as he desires(My little tribute to Film Noir: Filmed in color, rendered in black and white with theme soundtrack. If you really want the color version, email me and maybe we can work something out.)