Bronte is cast in darkness. Her eyes obstructed and her mouth packed. Her body is entraped in a thick skin of rubber. She does battles. Worry grips her as her mouth starts to fill with spit. The round in her mouth prevents her from getting it out.
Her captor makes her pay for his kindness. Before he allows her enjoyment he’ll beat her through the rubber sack. The impacts supported by the rubber still trigger her to yell as well as wince hurting.
He creates a game. Her legs locked in stocks leaving her cunt wide open. A dildo fills her hole and also a vibe on her clit. If she uses the hood to his fulfillment she’ll reach cum.
