Charlotte Sartre believes she’s on a shopping trip that is simple, exactly as with any other weekend. She moves into a furniture store, looking for some sort of seat to assist supply her new flat, also O.T. is much more than pleased to help her look round his shop. She says that she doesnt want anything comfortable, which is great since the array of chairs he had all are made of alloy pipes bent into shapes. Finally she sits down on one, her legs spread by the alloy, and O.T. locks her throat into a metal collar. A woman with this modest common sense doesnt deserve to escape that bondage, however O.T. understands exactly what she does deserve.O.T. Ties Charlottes hair into pigtails and wraps them around her face and through her mouth to make a gag, he subsequently tapes with masking tape. With her thighs her tights are vulnerable, so she takes his knife and cuts out the crotch out of them so he could better reach between her thighs. He takes the piece of cloth he cut away, balls it up, and sticks it in her nose so she has an even more difficult time breathing. Then he rubs his hand over her pussy through her panties to receive her prepared to get his second activity.Charlotte is shackled onto a rod, her elbows and wrists locked into some heavy metal bondage, and a metal wire gag laced through her mouth and pulling at the sides of her lips and her anus. That just hurts, but doesnt do a great job maintaining air from getting in or out, so O.T. pulls a plastic bag over her mind to assist with some breath drama. He starts whipping and flogging her entire body. Each ragged breath and makes her even more scared and every whine she tries to let out makes her more attentive to the suffocation. What happens next will have you at the edge of your seat.
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