Briella vs. Her Clear Trouble

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Watching the clear gauze in my hands, I could tell what Briella was thinking. A strong breeze can usually tear the cheap cramming gauze away, and her upcoming restrain bondage was going to be momentary at best. Wrapping her gams first, the lack of noise tipped her off that something was awry. Silently, the gauze was soon locking her elbows together, continuing to compress harder lengthy after it was cut from the roll. Her hatch now inserted with a rag, the gauze circles her hatch and clothespins the cloth gag firmly in place. Silenced mews of protest struggle to run away her filled mouth, with tiny success. Her thumbs are saved for last as a few coils of gauze render them useless. Clear or not, this gauze meant business, and Briella knew she was in trouble.