Fayth On Fire – Evolution of a Hanging Hogtied

I’m being punished for I have sinned. I am simply bound in my red panties and lacy bra and sexy closed-toe high heels with my ankles and thighs tightly tied together, my arms in a secured TK, and my mouth shoved full with a ballgag. I struggle on the floor with a bit of freedom to struggle and show off my legs and ass and belly. I am bound but I sure do move around a lot, a bit too much. More silver nylon rope is added to bind me in a bundled-up hogtie and the left to test my struggling options. I still move around and show you my back-arched movement as I attempt to suck up my drool from my gagged mouth and moaning morphed situation. I guess I’m still moving too much since I am secured to an up-point to keep me even more still on this floor bondage situation but that doesn’t last long as my top decides to prove I am not in control of this situation as he pulls my body up in the air on-screen. I am scared of heights and my reaction really proves this. I moan out of fear thru my gag, my blue eyes get big the higher he pulls me up. I am scared but I know I can trust him but I can’t help it. To make matters even worse, he keeps me in a slow spin and as you can hear, I am not too happy about that either. Everybody part is pulled up to include my hair as I slowly spin for your and his pleasure and my torment. I soon apologize for my actions. I’m so sorry, please forgive me. I have learned my lesson. Please, Sir, I won’t do it again as you still contemplate on if I deserve more punishment for my wrongdoings but my eyes, my eyes and my gagged pleads do show mercy.