Milfgigi.com AGONIZING CROTCH ROPE PREDICAMENT June 06, 2019

I find myself dragged into the room by my bound wrists. The tattooed guy grabs a handful of rope and ties my arms down to a post on the mattress frame. Because he binds me is chilling, I fight and sob through the ballgag he’s jammed in my mouth and his excitement. He doesn’t utter one single word since he adds more and more rope limiting my movements although I look up trusting he will mention something. I kick him because he threads a crotch rope between my thighs and tightens it up offering me a camel toe and dividing my ass. He ties away rope to a beam up high over my body forcing me to lift and hold my hips up in order to get the strain off my pussy. I am fearful of everything he will do as he whips a rope round my arm and ties off it behind my mind straightened my poor helpless body to arch into a place. I sob and beg to end for this danger but he is like a person on a mission and he the ropes maintain coming – every individual more and more impossible to defy. Eventually he speaks one sentence – . I am groped by him for a minute walks away leaving me panting like a puppy within this agonizing crotch rope plight.