Emily's eyes widened in fear as she realized she was c*mpletely at the mercy of her captor. The tape gag was tight and unyielding, muffling her cries for help. She struggled against the ropes, but they only seemed to dig deeper into her skin, holding her firmly in place.

The captor's eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure as he watched Emily squirm. He seemed to be savoring the moment, enjoying the fear and helplessness that radiated from her. Emily's mind raced with thoughts of the competition, of her training and dedication, of the years she had spent perfecting her craft. All of it seemed to be slipping away from her now, as she lay bound and gagged at the mercy of this creep.

But then, something unexpected happened. The captor pulled out a vibrator and pressed it against Emily's crotch, holding it firmly in place. At first, Emily's body tensed in resistance, but as the vibrations began to stimulate her, she felt a strange, unwanted sensation creeping over her. It was a feeling of pleasure, of arousal, and her c*ck growing harder by the second.

Emily's mind recoiled in horror as she realized what was happening. She was being turned on, despite herself, despite the fear and the danger. Her body was betraying her, responding to the stimulation even as her mind screamed in protest.

The captor watched with a cruel smile as Emily's c*ck began to stiffen, her muscles tensing in response to the vibrations. He seemed to be enjoying the show, reveling in Emily's humiliation and discomfort.

As the minutes ticked by, Emily found herself becoming more and more distracted by the sensations coursing through her body. She was still aware of her surroundings, still aware of the danger and the fear, but it was becoming harder and harder to focus on anything except the pleasure that was building inside her.

Finally, the captor pulled down Emily's leggings, exposing her to the world. Emily felt a wave of shame and embarrassment wash over her, but it was quickly replaced by a sense of resignation. She was at the mercy of her captor, and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

The captor leaned in close, his breath hot against Emily's ear. "You're not going to win that competition," he whispered. "You're not even going to make it to the competition. You're going to be found like this, bound and gagged and helpless. And everyone will know that you're not as tough as you thought you were."

With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Emily to her fate. She lay there, exposed and vulnerable, her body still throbbing with the aftershocks of the vibrator. She knew that she had to get free, had to get to the competition and prove herself. But for now, she was trapped and exposed and helpless!

B*ndage Rope B*ndage Struggling Gymnast Captured with C4s.com

Bndage Rope Bndage Struggling Gymnast Captured with C4s.com