| As Cara looked around the dungeon all the fantasies of her youth came rushing back to her. She'd had her first child at 17, and had missed out on the sexual exploration she'd craved in order to take care of her daughter. Without a word we bound her ankles, and without a word she accepted whatever would come next. The power of her fantasies had enthralled her. >> The Original Fetish Club
She sighed whimsically as we continued to bind her, slipping off into her dreams as red rope bound more and more of her body. There was an instant of hesitation in her eyes as we freed her breasts from her blouse then immediately bound them in rope... | |
