Lil Missy struggles to put on her slippery spandex catsuit. Her fists have been wrapped in vinyl tape, so she has no use of her fingers. Her captor watches as she clumsily tries to pull it up over her shoulders. Once she has it in place, he zips it up and then tightens a corset around her waist to hold it tightly together. Missy looks up at him with a hint of excitement as she settles into the silky catsuit. She wonders what he will do to her next.

Her captor then commands her to kneel down where he wraps a steel chain around her waist and up between her legs, pulling it tight as he padlocks it together behind her. Missy squeals. The tight chain presses deliciously into her p*ssy through the thin material of her catsuit.

Next he places steel cuffs on her wrists and locks them together to her waist chain in front. He pulls her elbows together behind her and straps them together with a wide leather strap, locking Missy's arms in place at her sides. He frogties her legs with more leather straps and then stands back to admire his prize.

Missy looks up at him, her satin panty covered face showing a distinct outline of the b*ll gag underneath. 'That's it dear, you will stay here locked up and s*ffering for me..' he smiles. Missy presses her hips back and forth, grinding on the chain and moaning. There is no more hiding her enthusiasm from him. She is far too turned on.. The pressure in her slick folds, the large rubber b*ll in her mouth, her musky smell in her panties pulled tightly across her face, the way he commands and dominates her.. It's everything she has ever fantasized about.

Her captor sees this and pushes her down onto her belly, mashing her face into the carpet. 'You like this treatment, dear?' he mocks. 'Very Well.' He slaps her tits through her silky catsuit and puts clamps on her sensitive nipples. Missy squirms and writhes, the p*in and pleasure to much for her to bear anymore.

She shudders and c*ms. Her captor smiles. He unlocks her chains and lays them onto her chest. 'Feel the weight of these.. You are free to go.. If thats what you want..' Missy was paralyzed. She dare not move, lest he stop this magnificent t*rment. Her lips trembled.. 'Please sir.. Help me to be the perfect sl*ve..'

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