Bittersweet bondage therapy 2

Christina pulled at the ropes around her. It was useless, the only thing it did was make it all even tighter.

She struggled to find some sort of way out, but there was none.

So tight... so tight...

She screamed into her gag, but the only muffled moaned came out. A wave a panic flashed through her and she pulled viciously at her wrists. The only effect was to pulled the rope between her legs even deeper into her tender pussy.

She had no idea how she got this way - only that she was there - trapped without any hope of escape - the only thing she could move were her hands and her feet and there were no knots she could reach...

It was getting tighter. She could feel the ropes around her constricting as she struggled.

Tighter...

Tighter...