Sexy Babe Gets The Waterbondage Treatment

She comes back hungry. Nothing rehearsed about it. The tank waits, cold steel and colder water, and she smiles like she already feels the weight on her wrists. They wrap the chains tight, add the lead, and she sinks. The snorkel keeps her breathing while everything else holds her down. Every muffled sound she makes travels up through the tube, low and shaky, right on the edge between pleasure and panic. She stays there the whole scene, body floating just enough to remind her she cannot move, only endure. The metal bites and the water swallows her gasps, and the longer she lasts the louder those sounds get. Pure want, trapped under the surface.