2183 Sydney Hale
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March 22, 2019
Pantyhose, panty gag and no way out...
I came home and on the table was a box with a bow on it. I walked over to it and it was for me. I was excited at the thought that my guy bought me a gift. I opened it only to discover that the gift was actually for him and not for me. Holding up what looked like a leotard that would fit a tiny gymnast, I wondered how I was going to get into it. My guy assured me that it would fit, nice and tight and exactly how he wanted it to! He shoved me away instructing me to put on pantyhose, the new gift and some heels. Not having much of a say in the matter I did as he said only to discover that he was right (like most of the time) the black leather leotard fit me perfectly. I felt like a super hero. With a smug look on his face he grabbed my hands and XXXX them behind my back where he restrained them to my body with the rope. This truly was a gift just for him. Throwing me into the chair he started tying my legs together, one around my thighs and the other around my ankles. When I'm sitting he always manages to tie my ankles so tight that the bones rub together. He made his way back up to my upper arms, trying to XXXX my elbows closer together and creating a harness around my shoulders. I thought that he possibly might stop there but he continued. He put a pair of panties in my mouth and then he pulled a pair of my black and white panties over my face and securing it with an old t-shirt, creating a double gag effect. After he tied my gag on he XXXX me to the ground, where I lay and pleaded with him, completely helpless. I still felt like a superhero, but a bondage superhero!