Bdsm Japan - Body Bent To Your Will - PART 2

the duct tape rips across my lips and seals in my pathetic, muffled protests. i can’t scream or beg, and that silence ignites a sick heat inside me, dragging me to the edge of something unhinged. my mind’s stuck in a fog of warped desire. the discomfort cuts deeper as i deal with the raw surge of being bound and gagged.