Captivechrissymarie the casting

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Knock, knock, Knock… Chrissy packaged again on the front door. Again there was no answer. She looked down at the flyer in her arm “Open Casting for Girl Model, Adult Softcore Art Shoot, 10:00 AM”. Again she looked at her watch. She was on time and had the right address. She was clothed to win the part. Bony milky cotton flog top, no bra, her magnificent nipples standing at attention. Her shortest miniskirt and her highest heels. She reached out and attempted the doorknob. It was open. Leisurely she flapped the door open and entered. The living room was spacious with modern decorations, delicate couches and gleaming hardwood floors. “Is anyone home? I’m here for the audition…” she called out and got no answer. She started to scan around the room. The atmosphere seemed to draw her in. There was something sensuous even animalistic about the room. The decorations were bold, masculine, and powerful. Chrissy felt drawn in. Her gaze fell on a large wicker basket that seemed to have a bright platinum chain dangling from it. She reached out and pulled on it. The lid came open and to her astonishment it was packed to the brink with all kinds of bondage gear. Chrissy impulsively kept pulling on the chain and to her astonishment at the end was the biggest manacle she had ever seen. She toyed with it for several moments trying it on her wrist and eventually determined it was a neck cuff. Curiosity won out over caution and she determined to attempt it on. She found the key, tested it to make sure it would unlock and Leisurely put it around her neck. Click, click, click she closed it home. Getting more exhilarated with every ratchet. Until it was cock-squeezing enough, maybe a bit too tight. A exhilarate surged thru her body. She pinned her nipples. She was amazed at how firm they were. She felt her crotch. It was getting wet. She must have more.