With sweat glistening on her face and a vibrator and crotchrope working her clit, she groaned through the agony of seven minutes of ultra-strict bondage and a punished pussy. Her only options were to tap out or suffer, and suffer she did in the agony of tight rope with pussy tormented by non-stop vibration.

Whitney has chosen to accept the hogtie from hell challenge. The allure of a full day's pay for just one set is too much to refuse for anyone that thinks they are able to handle any restraint. She starts by flexing and complies with the order to place an egg-shaped vibrator in h...

With sweat glistening on her face and a vibrator and crotchrope working her clit, she groaned through the agony of seven minutes of ultra-strict bondage and a punished pussy. Her only options were to tap out or suffer, and suffer she did in the agony of tight rope with pussy tormented by non-stop vibration.

Whitney has chosen to accept the hogtie from hell challenge. The allure of a full day's pay for just one set is too much to refuse for anyone that thinks they are able to handle any restraint. She starts by flexing and complies with the order to place an egg-shaped vibrator in her panties. Any hope she had of avoiding getting her pussy worked faded when a tight crotchrope pinned it in place. She talks tough as wide bands of rope pin her ankles and then her knees above and below. She can barely keep her balance with her legs crushed together. Her chest is next to be framed in crushing rope. I would normally start with the wrists, but her constant bragging requires a harder challenge. Her elbows are crushed, no, welded together. Her wrists are next, pinned with a band of rope that goes up almost to her elbows. Sweat begins to glisten on skin pulled tight by rope, but she still acts confident as I crush her arms to her waist. Her demeanor changes when a huge ballgag is strapped tightly into her noise hole and covered with brutally tight bandings of microfoam tape. Every detail of the gag and her face is visible through the tight wrappings, and she is really starting to feel discomfort now. I place her on her stomach and cinch up her hogtie as tightly as possible. She groans and her body contorts, yielding to the rope, and finally realizes her predicament. It is very obvious that she wants out at this point, but she agrees to continue. For minute after agonizing minute she arches, moans, twists and rocks in the tight rope. Her face grows redder and redder. Her eyes start to become reddened. Sweat glistens on her taut skin. She can only endure, suffering through her tight bondage while she cums for him multiple times.

At the seven-minute mark, I started to untie her, and the tough girl is gone. She refuses to let me cut her out, but the soft sound of, "hurry, please hurry" from behind the gag tells the true story. She'd met her better, and he'd made her suffer and cum for seven delicious minutes!