Miss M's sultry voice echoed in his mind as she closed the door with a soft click, leaving him alone in the dark room. His thoughts raced with fantasies of retribution and dreams of freedom. She teased him with promises of seeing him soon, her fingers trailing along the edge of the door as she winked mischievously.

But now, he was alone. The white carpet mocked him, a stark contrast to his own dark and dire predicament. Bound and gagged, he writhed against the pristine floor in a desperate attempt to escape. His mind raced, fueled by fear and adrenaline, each thought punctuated by the steady rhythm of his laboured breathing.

His bound wrists strained against the tight knots, his football kit stretched taut across his skin by Miss M's skilled hands. And just when he thought it couldn't get any worse, she entered once again, teasing him for not being able to remove the gag.

As she wiped the drool from his chin, she noticed the effect her taunting had on his c*ck. She sat beside him and released his hard member from his shorts, laughing at the drooling that escaped from it.

"Now you really feel bound and gagged," she teased as she edged him mercilessly, bringing him to the brink of *rgasm. His muffled pleas went unnoticed as she made him c*m uncontrollably, revelling in his desperation.

But even after he had spent himself, she wasn't done with him yet. Laughing as she put his shorts back on over his spent c*ck, she reminded him that she wasn't joking. Then, with one final taunt, she walked out of the room and shut the door behind her, leaving him alone once again to squirm and writhe while she tended to her own desires.

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Bndage rniedrigung Frauen Domination Miss M and her c*mpletely captive footballer trapped in her isolation room mit C4s.com