Merciless Suspenson

Jolene is bound hard. Elbows crushed together behind her back, bailing twine biting deep into her flesh. They add breast bondage next, then pull her up into a merciless suspension. Her weight hangs from those ropes alone. A ball gag stretches her mouth wide, and she drools down her chin while the frame creaks under her. The year was 2006. The twine leaves angry welts, and they keep her there until she shakes. Each twist of her body pulls the knots tighter. No mercy, no slack. She comes hard in mid-air, legs kicking at nothing.