(Video on request)

I was happy to fill out this request for a video, because corresponds with my perverse ideas ... my dark side. In addition, it was a wish from my supporter, who provided me with funds to buy a sexy down jacket, in which you will see me in this video. One of my perverse ideas is this: I'm preparing going to go to town, in the wardrobe I choose a beautiful Bergans down jacket that I want to wear today. I put on a jacket, it's really beautiful, I feel great in it and I'm already looking forward to the envious looks of people when I wear it in public. I close the closet and ... and at that moment I feel someone's hands gripping me tightly from behind. I'm totally taken aback and paralyzed for a moment. Then I realize I'm attacked! I will start an unequal fight with a stronger unknown attacker. I try to wriggle out of the man's grip, but the man is stronger. The man puts my hands behind my back and tries to tie them up. Despite my opposition, he eventually succeeds and my hands are tied tightly behind my back. Now I know I lost my fight. Nevertheless, even with my hands tied, I continue to resist. The man tumble me to the floor and silences my protests by putting a b*ll gag in my mouth ... UGHHMMM. I try to keep fighting, kicking the man sitting on me, squeezing his b*lls, but my resistance angers the attacker more. An unknown man decides to definitely break my resistance. First he blindfolds me and I am now in total darkness. Then he ties my elbows and legs in my ankles with other ropes. My resistance will definitely end by connecting my tied wrists with tied ankles with a rope. I'm like a sow tied in a tight hogtied and that's the finite for me. Exhausted by the previous struggle, I was humbly bound on the floor, in the dark, and silenced. I have thoughts in my head about what will happen next. I hear the man breathing hard, he too is tired of fight with me. At least a l*ttle satisfaction for me. But he is the winner, so now he can caress my bound body and lustfully touches and kisses me. But before that, over my b*ll gag ties another scarf and my mouth is even quieter now. When the man gets enough of his tied victim, he informs me that he must leave, but that he will definitely return. I hear footsteps receding and the sound of a door closing. I remain alone, tied up in my own house, on the floor in an awkward and degrading hogtied.

My perverse imaginations in a down jacket