Angelmuscles - Bound, Gagged and Dripping with Desperation

Tied tightly to the chair… gagged with a ball i can’t spit out.every time i struggle, the ropes dig deeper. every whimper turns into drool dripping down my chin.i try to scream, to fight, to break free — but i’m helpless.my body twists, flexes, resists… and the more i resist, the wetter i get.you love seeing me like this — strong, trapped, and slowly surrendering.it’s raw, it’s messy, and it’s deliciously humiliating.