Begging the Burglar for Bondage Part Three - Hogtied Facial - Portia Sucks His Dick, Grinds on His Cock, and Gets Fingered and Dildo Fucked before Being Arched in an Extreme Hogtie as an Orgasming Cum Dumpster with Portia Everly
Portia groaned in her strict and ultra-arched hogtie. With her nipples clamped and pulled forward, her knees spread and anchored down, and her head pulled back by a taut stocking pulled over her face, she could only moan into the panties taped into her mouth as the magic wand against her clit hummed away.

Movement was almost impossible and any she could manage only caused the tile clamps crushing her tender nipples to pull even more painfully against the twine.

Her face was wet with his cum. A gift he sprayed onto her stockinged head before leaving her alone to agonize in strict bondage.

And yet, this is what she wanted. She asked for it. No, she begged for it. And now that she had it she could do little more than rock in agony until she it was time to cum for him once again.

Someone to bind her and use her had always been her dream. He'd restrained her in rubber bands. He'd spread her in speaker wire. And now, with her elbows crushed behind her back with thin and biting leather lacing, she opened wide and took his cock into her mouth.

When the universe presents an opportunity, you open wide. And you suck.

But he was undecided. Would he continue with his plan to rob her or would he stay to use her as his bound and gagged toy? Oh, how she hoped to convince him the latter was the best plan for both of them.

And so she ground her ass against his crotch, his dick rock hard in response to her gyrations. He gave her a task, to orgasm twice in ultra-strict bondage, and he'd stay.

He crushed her elbows in rope and still she found a way to massage his dick through his pants with her bound hands.

He fingered her as she moaned. He fucked her with a dildo as she groaned. Then he packed a sponge into her mouth and taped it tightly in place.

It was so tight, but she loved it. She loved him sucking her nipples. She loved the sharp sting of his hand as he spanked her now red ass. She melted into his arms as he groped her glowing cheeks.

Effortlessly he lifted her onto her kitchen island. With a huge groan, she was arched into an extreme hogtie. Soon her knees were anchored down, and her nipples were pulled tightly to the corners with tile clamps. He pulled the stocking over her face back, her nose crushing, and anchored her head.

With the magic wand now on her clit she was left to struggle. To moan. To agonize. To hope she could convince him to stay and use her more.

With her second orgasm, he returned and undid his pants. With his cum glistening on her face, she knew she had done well. She was a good girl. She was his good girl.

And hours later, if she kept cumming for him, he might just decide to use her some more. But for now, she'd keep enduring that hogtie. Her face hot and sticky with his seed. And a smile around that massive sponge still packed into her mouth.

She wanted this. She wanted him. She begged for deepest desire. And now she would have all the helplessness she could handle.