Zonah had the BEST dream. The petite blonde stunner reclined as she re-lived her thoughts, memories of which still gripped her tightly as if ropes were circling her limbs leaving their beautiful bite marks, a burning reminder of her visit with Sandra Silvers and Bondage Engineer, Ben.
Zonah Bellum hangs suspended in the rigid steel bondage frame of M.O.N.S.T.A.R.*, her wrists, chest, thighs and ankles tightly bound in a flying hogtie modification to the structure as Sandra Silvers takes control. Clad in black lace Rago girdle, bare nylon stockinged feet wriggling abover her ass, Zonah’s arched back and parted lips betray the relentless pleasure-pain of Sandra’s Hitachi Magic Wand circling her sensitive clit with not a stitch of fabric keeping the pulsations from pleasuring Zonah's pussy.

Seated confidently on an incline wooden platform built for dominance and deviance, Sandra spreads Zonah's legs wider, her fingers expertly working the wand vibrator into place against Zonah's clitoris to coax wave after wave of climactic, multiple orgasms from Zonah’s squirming, slender body. The rustic dungeon setting heightens the intensity, in contrast of cold metal, Zonah’s flushed skin softly glistening as her internal heat rises bringing a gleam of perspiration to petite body, making every vibration unbearable... and yet the blonde never wants them to end. How long can she endure Sandra’s relentless teasing before she collapses from overstimulation