You might recognise this place. It's the incredible Jim Hunter's Lair.

I was told there's party here, but where is everyone? It turns out I was lured here by some guy who just wanted to have a bit of fun with me.

Dressed in just my super short strapless dress and a gorgeous pair of black high heel boots, I'm dragged into the room with my wrists tied together. They are then attached to a metal chain hanging from the ceiling and winched up high above my head. I'm then gagged with a classic red ballgag and made to stand there alone.

After several minutes, the guy takes off my dress, leaving me in just my little leopard print thong. He gropes my boobs and spanks my ass, before leaving me there again, completely exposed. I can see myself in a nearby mirror which is even more humiliating. After making sure he gets a good look at me from every angle, he removes my boots, making me stand on tiptoes.

We then cut to me still standing on tiptoes, but now on some concrete blocks, with my legs wide apart. My ankles are tied spread to a heavy metal bar and my wrists are still behind pulled up to the ceiling. This is an extremely uncomfortable position and to make things worse
make it even more difficult to keep my balance and not fall off the blocks. I moan and scream as I suffer the pain and pleasure of my predicament, which all builds up to an incredibly intense leg shaking orgasm.