Damsel in, School Uniform, Microfoam Tape Gag, Hitachi, High Heels

She still couldn't believe how stupid Mr. Perkins had been to try to pull a stunt like this, thinking he'd somehow get away with it, tying her up for his bondage thrills and demanding twenty thousand dollars in ransom. But Kyra could tell the main goal was just to have her helpless and tied up in his tight ropes and to see her afraid, looking into his eyes and watching her slowly crack. Under different circumstances she would have been sweet-talking that old loser with his worn-out shoes and odor of Olde Spice, b...

Damsel in, School Uniform, Microfoam Tape Gag, Hitachi, High Heels

She still couldn't believe how stupid Mr. Perkins had been to try to pull a stunt like this, thinking he'd somehow get away with it, tying her up for his bondage thrills and demanding twenty thousand dollars in ransom. But Kyra could tell the main goal was just to have her helpless and tied up in his tight ropes and to see her afraid, looking into his eyes and watching her slowly crack. Under different circumstances she would have been sweet-talking that old loser with his worn-out shoes and odor of Olde Spice, bending him to her will and getting a few hundred-dollar gift cards to let him confide his pervy fantasies to her. She'd known from their second meeting in his office that he was secretly smitten with her.