Sexy Angelica Coralvine sat rigidly on the bed, her curvy figure spilling out of a revealing spandex leotard, the shiny fabric stretched taut across her ample assets. Thick, stretchy nylons encased her toned thighs, a symbiote to the immobility that now gripped her. A tight arm binder constricted her toned arms behind her, leaving no room for maneuverability.

A panel gag obstructed her tantalizing lips, the leather straps cinched so firmly that her attempts to plead or protest were reduced to muffled grunts. Her brown eyes, normally sparkling with vibrancy, now shone with a mix of alarm and determination, widening as she contemplated her precarious predicament.

Her captor dropped a bombshell, his ominous tone leaving no doubt about the high stakes: "You have eight minutes to escape. If you fail, I'll strap a vibrator to your p*ssy until you to come."

The implication sent a jolt of adrenaline coursing through Angelica's veins. Panic mingled with a hint of excitement, her mind racing with the urgent need to break free before time ran out. With a surge of fight, she begins to contort her body, straining against the unyielding leather straps that hold her fast. The breathy sounds of her struggling fill the room as she arches her back and flexes her torso, trying to create even a microscopic sliver of space to maneuver. But the straps are too tight, too well-calibrated, and her efforts are in vain.

As she struggled, her nylon-clad legs twitched and her leotard crept up slightly, providing glimpses of her smooth, tanned skin. Despite her desperate efforts, the bonds held steadfast, emphasizing the futility of her attempts. Muffled moans escaped her gagged mouth, a symphony of frustration and determination that echoed through the room.

As the time draws shorter, Angelica's moans grow louder, more frequent, and increasingly desperate. The vibrator's looming threat sends a chill down her spine, and she feels a familiar heat building between her thighs. She tries to will her arousal away, focusing instead on her futile escape attempts. Her gaze darted frantically from her restraints to her captor, a silent plea for mercy that went unanswered. With time running out and the fiendish punishment looming, her actions became increasingly frantic, yet nothing eased her captivity.

In the final moments before the deadline, Angelica's mind wrestled with the weight of her predicament. Should she redouble her efforts to escape, even if the odds were stacked against her? Or would surrendering to the vibrator's relentless stimulation be a lesser evil, a tantalizing release from the maddening confines that held her?

The combination of fear, helplessness, and the undeniable sensual stimulation she's being subjected to proves too potent. Her body begins to respond on its own, her breathing growing ragged, her core clenching in anticipation of the vibrator's touch.

The choices swirled in her fevered brain as the clock struck zero, leaving her trapped, gagged, and at the mercy of her captor's twisted whims. Only the unpredictable turn of events would reveal whether she would emerge victorious or succumb to the devastating consequences of failure.

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