DESCRIPTION
Danielle stood squeezed into her favourite catsuit, waist clinched in her corsets tight embrace. Shoulders ached where her arms were pulled behind and encased in the armbinders grip. She had watched as her ankles and knees where firmly secured while all the time just to her right hung the noose that would soon be looped over her head and slid tight around her neck. She looked around for the gag she knew was next before she was silenced forever asked 'We doing this or what?'
Inked version coming soon.