Legs tied to neck, a slow choke out As her arms weaken the pull on the neck gets stronger.

Lorelei starts on her feet, spread wide. Then the mask goes on. Pantyhose stretched tight over her head, gag jammed deep, blindfold locked in place. She can’t see, can’t spit it out, can only breathe through the thin nylon. A rope drags each ankle up and back until her thighs burn and her ass is pressed hard to the wall. Ankles lashed straight to the rope that circles her throat. Her full weight hangs from that single line around her neck, every breath a fight. Her arms shake first. When they sag, the pull on her throat grows tighter. When her head swims, her arms give more. The cycle tightens with every second. Fingers slide in anyway. They work her pussy until she squirts down her own thigh. Another set of fingers opens her ass, fucking deep until she comes again, choking on the gag. Isis steps up with the strap-on and drives into her, hard and relentless, pounding until Lorelei’s whole body jerks and the noose bites deeper with every thrust. She’s still got two scenes left.