Chloe Moretz thrashed about like never before, but I had hogtied her EVER so tightly, and those ropes weren't going to budge. "NUMPHHH!" she moaned as my fingers sled in and out of her down-low lips, constant and relentless. Please stop - she tried to say, but all that I heard was "PMMPH MMMPH!" and goddamn was it hot.

"Okay, Chlo, time to take this to the next level!" prompting a gagged squeal and voracious shaking of the head from my captive.
I take out my little pocket knife, and press it against her throat, just above the stocking that is tied tight around her neck. She goes still...
"Good, you know how to behave then; how to obey. That's brilliant," I smile at her, while her eyes fill with terrified tears. "Don't worry, I'm not going to harm you... not yet." She whimpers and twitches, but all I do is cut the ropes that bind her knees, and the rope that binds her wrist to her feet. Her ankles and toes I leave tied...

Without warning I hank her off the lab table by her hair and ass, and pin the struggling blonde down on her front against the floor. Her cute soles and toes are rigid with fear, but ever so cute, so I take the liberty of running my tongue along them. The little minx shudders as I molest her feet.
"Such pretty toes... Maybe I'll hold a lighter under them? Punish you like you deserve?"
"NUMMMMPPHH!" she wails, panicking and shaking her head in terror.
"Just kidding, Chloe, they still need to pleasure me yet," I say, laughing. " But first... first you need fucking!"
The celebrity charmer kicks out at me with her feet, and starts wiggling her way aimlessly along the floor, mewling into her tight wraparound gag and my (by now) soaking wet panties sealed within.

Her naked, bound and gagged struggles are not only sexy, but hilarious, so I allow my slave to fidget while I attach the bright pink vibrating strap on that I bought especially for her, around my hips. Then I grab her, a fistful of hair, drag her back to me screaming and crying, and press my toy inside of her.

"NNNMPPH!" Chloe cries, breaking down into tears, "Pmmmph nnmmph!"
Stretching out with my arm, I click on my mp3 player strewn on the floor and let the playlist roll. First song? Rihanna's S&M. I thought it appropriate.
Chloe mewls and shudders with every thrust, and struggles her little bound body even more as I find my rhythm.
"Oh! I laugh, turned on and dripping wet. "You're in for a long night darling!"