"Mmmph, mmmph, MMMPHHH!" Chloe wails as I use my soft hosed feet to stimulate her pussy.

I laugh uncontrollably, "What's the matter Chloe? You not enjoying this?"
My captive mewls in response. A quiet sliver of drool leaks from behind her gagged lips and trickles down her chin. "Awww! Look at that, you're just like a baby!"

Chloe growls at me, unable to contain her fury. "You love your ballgag, admit it, you little slut. Look how it plugs your trampy little mouth so perfectly, I mean, that's what ball gags are for afterall - keeping little bitches like you quiet!" I say, smiling, but with just a hint of acid.

"MMMPH!" screams my captive. I move my foot away from her crotch, and immediately grab a hold of her throat, squeezing hard.
"Don't even TRY answering me back, baby. Even though I do LOVE your gagged moans... and your struggles." Chloe struggles for breath, coughing a little before I release my grasp.

"Time to take it up a notch-"

Chloe Moretz has no time to react as I extend my leg into her chest, sending the chair on which she is bound backward, toppling to the floor. Now she finds herself staring at the ceiling, still tightly tied, but even more helpless than she was before. She starts testing the bonds that hold her ankles to the chair legs, wiggling her cute pantyhosed feet back and forth and squealing into her gag desperately. With eagerness, I grab a hold of her struggling feet, and grope her soles and toes with my fingers, raking my long painted nails against them as I do so. Chloe's screams increase...

"So what does one do when they have Chloe Grace Moretz, as a naughty, naughty school girl, bound to a chair, ballgagged, and flat on her back?" - Chloe shudders - "You sit on her face of course!"

"NUUGH!" she screams.

"Oh yes, darling. But first, I want to see those perky little boobs again!" I bend down and tear my captive's blouse from her chest, as buttons fly everywhere. Chloe pert little breasts reveal themselves, and wobble slightly from the motion. "There they are!"

"MMMPHH!" wails the starlet as I grab a tight hold of her right nipple, twisting and squeezing for my own personal pleasure. A tear runs down her face as she begs me through her gag, but I answer only:
"You want me to sit on your face? Okay, honey, can't refuse that!"

Loosing her nipple, I throw my other leg over her, pressing my hosed legs down into a kneel, hovering my crotch just inches from Chloe's gagged mouth. She shakes her head back and forth, screaming, crying, begging me (MMMPHHH!)... but I smile, as I lower my damp, eager, and all too excited pussy down on to her face.