The Sultan has called for one of his favourite slavegirls to attend him tonight. But rather than dance for him, he requires her to offer herself to him for bondage. She takes her seat in the bondage throne, a heavy wooden chair expressly designed to tied pretty little slaves to. She is locked in her slave irons as always, gleaming bejewelled steel collar at her neck, polished steel encircling her wrists and ankles. She knows well how to please him and she gives a delightful modest display of her charms promising a night of passion. But first he has his guards tie her to the chair.

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The Sultan has called for one of his favourite slavegirls to attend him tonight. But rather than dance for him, he requires her to offer herself to him for bondage. She takes her seat in the bondage throne, a heavy wooden chair expressly designed to tied pretty little slaves to. She is locked in her slave irons as always, gleaming bejewelled steel collar at her neck, polished steel encircling her wrists and ankles. She knows well how to please him and she gives a delightful modest display of her charms promising a night of passion. But first he has his guards tie her to the chair.

Red rope encircles her fine chest, enhancing and uplifting her fine breasts, cinched snug and tight. Her wrists are bound to the arms of the chair, her ankles to the legs as we watch on and enjoy the sight of the slave girl behind progressively tied on-screen. More ropes tie her slender waist to a rope around the chair back, limiting her ability to do much more than arch her back. She is gagged over the mouth with a red scarf and she knows that is the signal for her bondage dance to begin.

She knows she must finds ways to entrance, entice and excite him, bound to the chair and gagged, with little freedom of movement, It is in the way she moved her hips, the small tilt of her head, the look from under lowered lashes, the enticement of chain and cuff and collar to make him wild with desire!

Lots of on-screen tying in this one.