DISCLAIMER: All B*ndage scenarios in this video are strictly role playing conducted
by fully consenting adults. This is just for fun

Sea Jewel’s world funneled to a single point when the Doxy Vibrator began its advance. She was partway suspended, an arc of rope biting into the backs of her thighs and under her shoulder blades, her left leg bent high as if she might have been running, jumping, or struck, and she grinned at the indecency. Her muscles trembled with effort and anticipation, and the shivering only amplified as the first distant drone of the Doxy filled the air, a sound that was always a threat and a promise. The woman wielding the vibrator was not sentimental—she pressed it hard and mercilessly to Jewel’s exposed clit, and the immediate result was that Jewel’s hips j*rked, the rope b*rning her skin as she twisted in an effort to outpace the stimulation. She could not. The sum of sensation was so great it became architecture: a cathedral of trembling flesh, where her heart and her c*nt seemed to share a circulatory system, pumping and pumping, all systems go.

She was aware, distantly, of her own face contorting, of the spectators speaking quietly to each other, of a camera’s l*ttle red light shining. She was aware, too, that she could never have seen herself like this, not even in her cruelest private fantasies. Her body strained against its bonds, so thoroughly open that the vibrations seemed to reach into and through her, up her spine, into her chest. Heat pressed behind her eyes. She had not anticipated how l*ttle control she would have, nor the specific, mortifying pleasure of being seen in the thick of it, lungs desperate for air, mouth open in a silent shriek. The *rgasm, when it h*t, was seismic; her body went rigid, then relaxed, the world fading out for a second and coming back loud and bright and messy. Sobs came out of her, not from p*in but from somewhere past language, and all the while, the Doxy kept on, relentless, hyperventilating her with pleasure's unyielding blade.

When the ropes loosened and she slumped to the floor, her first coherent thought was that she could not possibly take more, and her second was the opposite: that she needed the sensation again, over and over, as if her body belonged to the Doxy now. Still shuddering, Sea Jewel looked up at the woman and, voice hoarse but clear, said, “Again. Please.”

Suspension Seil B*ndage B*sm Bound2Happen- Sea Jewel- Meets the Doxy Vibe in a partial Suspension and gets mesmerized mit C4s.com

Suspension Seil Bndage Bsm Bound2Happen- Sea Jewel- Meets the Doxy Vibe in a partial Suspension and gets mesmerized mit C4s.com