Chained To My Fate
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Opal finds herself in a loft apartment overlooking a busy city street. Below her, people walk the sidewalks, going about their daily lives while traffic rumbles down the streets and alleys. But above, in her loft, Opal sits in darkness. A leather hood covers her entire head, trapping her in blackness...muffling the sounds of her dom as he coils chains around her and the chair she is sitting in. The cool AC pumping from the ductwork above caresses her naked skin. A strict leather armbinder holds her arms fast behind her as rope is wrapped tightly around her ankles, binding them to the chair legs. She hears the dull click of a remote and the butt plug deep inside begins to hum...and she begins to squirm. The unmistakable rip of duct tape filters through her darkness, and she feels her dom's hands press and seal the tape against the only two holes in her mask!
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