Blow Your Own Horn, part one

Elise savors every inch of HeavyBondage4Life. She winds medical bandages over his head, buckles the Max Cita straitjacket around his body, and the more she pins him down the harder she gets. She keeps stopping mid-straps just to shove fingers between his lips, to prod the expanding gag deeper, to rake nails across his ribs and slap the meat of his thighs, even to sink teeth into the muscle that twitches under her grip. Once he’s bolted to the table, she clips electrodes onto his cock and cranks the current. Every fresh jolt rips a muffled howl through the savage gag, and the sound only pushes her to twist the dial higher.