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Olivia, dressed only in a tiny bikini, walks into the room. On the padded floor she sees leather medical cuffs, straps, and ominously, a dark canvas straitjacket. She looks around, scared - "This is not for me, is it? What could I possibly have done to deserve this?" she says. Yes Olivia, it's for you. Soon, she is strapped tightly into the diabolical restraint. Her legs and feet are free, for the moment. As much as she struggles, she knows there's no way out. It's tight, and she can barely move as it is. Frustrated, she wants to know why she's in so much trouble. That leads to her leg bond...
Olivia, dressed only in a tiny bikini, walks into the room. On the padded floor she sees leather medical cuffs, straps, and ominously, a dark canvas straitjacket. She looks around, scared - "This is not for me, is it? What could I possibly have done to deserve this?" she says. Yes Olivia, it's for you. Soon, she is strapped tightly into the diabolical restraint. Her legs and feet are free, for the moment. As much as she struggles, she knows there's no way out. It's tight, and she can barely move as it is. Frustrated, she wants to know why she's in so much trouble. That leads to her leg bond...
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