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 Starring: AJ Marion & David Andrews

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Mr. Andrews is waiting for me when I enter.

“Ah Ms. Marion, nice of you to join me.” he greets me.

“Hello. You called for me.” I respond.

He goes on to tell me there has been a performance review, and that there were a few areas in which I was found to be subpar. I know what that means in this company. He gently turns me around and picks up a bundle of rope. He binds my wrists behind me, and then begins applying a chest harness. I wiggle and coos as he works. He leaves briefly to retrieve something he forgot to lay out. I wander over to inspect what else he has in store for me. He returns with three more pieces of rope; two of which he drops onto the couch. Mr. Andrews uses a smaller length of rope to cinch the chest harness in place. Then, a wide white cloth is placed over my mouth and tied firmly in place. I whine softly.

Next, he binds my ankles. I walk across the carpet with my one inch step, being very careful. I bend my knees and shift my arms back and forth, sliding them across my ass. Mr. Andrews moves a chair to the center of the room and has me sit down. Then, he lashes my knees together.

“I may have pulled it tight.” he says as he carefully unties the over the mouth gag. “Very, very tight.”

“I may have noticed you pull it, very, very tight.” I tell him as my mouth is released. I giggle and shake my hair out of my face.

Promptly, Mr. Andrews fills my mouth with a bright red ballgag. After clasping it in place, he takes a quick fondle of my breast and leaves me. I shimmy as I sit there. I open and close my lips around the ball. After some time, Mr. Andrews returns and removes the ballgag. Then, a long blue scarf is placed between my teeth and pulled tight. I continue to wriggle in my bondage with the cleave gag tugging at the corners of my mouth. I whimper quietly. Soon, Mr. Andrews comes back and takes out the cleave gag. He picks up a large pair of satin turquoise panties, and crams them in my mouth tucking the fabric into my cheeks. He then seals them in with silver tape that he winds around my head multiple times. He smooths it out and presses it to my face.

I whine and try to talk through my gag. I twist and turn my bound torso. I lift my legs in the air and kick my feet, crossing my ankles. Mr. Andrews enters the room briefly to inform me that it’s almost lunch time, and that he’ll let me out afterwards. He pinches my nipples and leaves me to my predicament.

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