Gagged Femsub Slave Mila Struggles Against Tight Bondage Hogtie Restraints

I woke up tight. Hogtied so hard the ropes had no give. My chest sat wrapped in a TK harness and my hair got yanked back into the same knot, nothing left to hide my face. That red ball gag sat jammed between my teeth, stretching my jaw wide, swallowing every sound I tried to make. He stayed out of sight, just the hands, the rope work, the proof he owned the moment. Every shift I made dragged the hemp deeper across my skin. Sweat slicked my body while I fought, but the knots only pulled tighter and the camera stayed close. The gag muffled me. My hips rocked against the crotch rope that split me open, and the burn from that friction cut through the rest of the ache. Every futile twist pushed the rope in harder, until the helplessness sat right on top of me and there was nowhere left to hide.