Karina Ballerina (Angel)

Angel stretches out across the bedframe, skin bronzed and tight. The ropes pull her arms and legs wide, locking her in place. A wet rope loops between her thighs, tugging upward against her cunt and forcing her to stay bent. Every time she tries to straighten, the pressure sharpens, keeping her hips low and her body open. The gag fills her mouth, turning every breath into a low, muffled sound. Sweat glides down her back as the ropes hold her exactly where they want her.