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 Starring: AJ Marion & Without AI

I’m visiting my friend Without AI, and he’s laid out a few things for me on a table by the t-stand.  I’m wearing a green and black vintage inspired bra/pantie set, black garter belt, green backseam stockings, fleshtone sheer to waist CDR pantyhose, and black 6” stiletto sandals.  I walk over to the table, pick up the two red metal wrist cuffs and two tiny locks, then go and sit down on the wingback chair in the corner. I clasp the cuffs on each wrist and lock them on. I jiggle each lock after it’s closed, then shake both my arms. The metal O rings on the cuffs tinkle loudly. Amused, I stand and make my way back over to the table to retrieve the ankle cuffs and two more locks. I follow the same procedure on my ankles as I did on my wrists. Next, I climb down onto the base of the t-stand and grab a larger lock from the table. I reach back and lock my right ankle to the O ring bolted to the corner of the stand base. I subsequently lock my other ankle in the same fashion. Finally, I link my arms over the t-stand and lock my wrists together behind me, concentration plain on my face.

I shift my hips side to side and jiggle my ankles, exploring my bonds. I arch my back and make cute faces. Without AI uses red hemp rope to encircle each thigh and pull my knees apart and towards the corners of the stand base.

“What have we got here?” he asks me.

“Just a little, a little display. A little fun.” I smile in response.

“I guess we’re going to have to fix that a little bit, huh?” he tells me.

“Oh...is it too fun?” I query.

“It’s too fun…” he informs me.

I pout at him. Then, Without AI brings over a red metal collar that matches the cuffs I’m already wearing. He begins removing my bell collar.

“Awwww...but I love my bell.” I coo at him.

“But it’s not mean enough.” he practically whispers to me.

“It’s not mean enough…” I shake my hair out of my face and whine back at him.

He closes the stiff metal around my neck and locks it into place. I complain about the weight of the collar. Without AI feigns sympathy. I grumble about not being and to jingle anymore. I wiggle around in my restraints a bit, the position starting to wear on my knees. Without AI then starts to tie a crotch rope on my.

“Tie me up like a present.” I request of him. “And later, we can unwrap me.” I grin.

I squirm around and sing song as he completes the tie. He then picks up his camera and takes a few photographs.

“That gag...but it’s so biiiiiig.” I complain. “I don’t know if it’s going to fit.” I pout.

“We’ll just have to find out.” Without AI explains. He pushes my hair out of the way and a huge red ballgag on a bar between my lips. It is then clasped into place. I coo and whimper through the gag. I wriggle around within the limited movement left to me. Having decided that I’m not suffering sufficiently, Without AI removes my bra and replaces it with a pair of nipple clamps. I groan around the gag as drool slowly runs down my chin and my discomfort increases. Without AI continues to take photos. I close my eyes and focus on my breathing.

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