Head Underwater: Crystal Frost

Crystal Frost is back, and her mouth runs nonstop until the water does the work. They bind her wrists tight, blindfold her eyes, then drive her head beneath the surface. Her screams turn to bubbles. The suspension rig creaks as she swings, body jerking through one climax after another. When the final act hits, they stretch her over ice, straps biting into raw skin, and hang heavy weights from her ankles until the cold and the pull become too much to fight.