Bad day for Bonnie, abduction and restrain bondage

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Bonnie Day, haven't you ever been told not to steal? Or that violating and entering is a crime? Of course when you get caught we won't be calling the authorities. OT doesn't take graciously to snooping tiny bitches crawling around his place. Those files you stole? They aren't worth what you've got coming. Maybe after a bit of justice you'll know nicer than to do something like this again. When you wake up on a cold floor with a fetish mask over your head, just reminisce that you brought this on yourself... That's the thought that is going to run through Bonnie's mind all day, the dreadful acknowledgment that she got herself into this dirt and now there is no way out. She is corded firmly and even when she isn't ball-gagged it is clear that no one can hear her scream. In the huge, empty apartment that OT has her locked down in the sounds of her suffering echo back to her clearly. She most likely thought that when OT opened up her gams open with straps and her cunny open with clothespins he was going to drill her. Maybe then, after he used her to please himself, he would let her go. There isn't a opportunity of that. He just wants to observe her suffer. The indignity of being dp’d by fuck sticks is almost too much for her to bear. The way she fights and shrieks into her gag he can tell that it is her inside. That's perfect. She won't leave behind the cost of her crimes any time soon.