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Slave Mila Tied to Post by Neck Rope Tries to Distract Herself by Reaching Multiple Orgasms While Balancing on Tiptoes (1080p)

4/4/25 9:00 PM14 min2033 MBmp41080p
Price10.99 EUR

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I'm at the mercy of my captor, left to my own devices in this anonymous living room. My arms are tied behind my back, ankles bound together, and a neck rope attached to the post, restricting my every move. But my captor has given me a tempting distraction - a wand tied to the pole, just out of reach... unless I stand on my tiptoes and balance precariously. The vibrations against my pussy are too enticing to resist, and soon I'm hooked, desperate for release.


As I struggle to find my balance, I take a few tries before finally feeling the constant buzz of the wand. The first orgasm comes quickly, overwhelming me with its intensity. But it's just a taste, a tease of what's possible. My sensitivity heightens, and I'm left wanting more, even as the neck rope bites into my skin, making each breath a reminder of my predicament.


I struggle is real, but the allure of the wand is irresistible. I push through the discomfort, the balancing act becoming more challenging as my body grows weaker from the relentless pleasure. The second orgasm washes over me, and for a moment, I forget about the rope, the bondage, the captor who has abandoned me to my own devices. As I edge towards a third orgasm, my body screams in protest. My clit is swollen, my breath is short, and the neck rope is a constant, harsh pressure. But the desire for release drives me on. With a scream that echoes through the empty room, I succumb to the wand's relentless vibrations once more.


Exhausted and sensitive, I lean against the pole that holds me captive. There's nothing left to do but wait for my captor's return, to beg for mercy, or perhaps to endure another round of this exquisite torment.

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