
Chi Chi Medina tightens the screen in four Dominic Wolfe scenes, every inch of her body under someone else's control. She takes the gags hard—panties stuffed deep, rope biting into her curves—while blindfolds, toe-ties, and strict hogties leave her helpless. On screen she squirms, twists, and gets worked over, her movements restricted until nothing is left but raw, muffled resistance and the slow burn of being owned.

Chi Chi Medina tightens the screen in four Dominic Wolfe scenes, every inch of her body under someone else's control. She takes the gags hard—panties stuffed deep, rope biting into her curves—while blindfolds, toe-ties, and strict hogties leave her helpless. On screen she squirms, twists, and gets worked over, her movements restricted until nothing is left but raw, muffled resistance and the slow burn of being owned.