I thought I was going out to the club to go dancing in my skintight silver short dress and very shiny pantyhose and high heels, but I find myself hogtied and ballgagged instead. There is not a moment that passes that I am not moving, struggling and testing the ropes binds. I roll around, I mpph, I grunt, I struggle and i struggle. I start to breath heavy but I don’t stop moving and testing how stuck I am in this strict hogtie. I really wanted to go dancing but instead my heals slip of my tights covered feet as I continue to protest the ropes wrapped around every part of my body. My ass shines as my legs glisten as well. The ballgag keeps me from gagtalking surprisingly so. I only mpph and grunt as I keep on moving and struggling as I have a tendency to do anytime I find myself in perilous situations. I guess lying helpless on this soft white fur rug is more comfortable than dancing in heals anyways. But when will will this bondage club close…I know I wont be getting out until I get help.
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