Charlotte Sartre - Suspense Keeps Her at the Verge of Her Seat

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Charlotte Sartre thinks she is on a ordinary shopping trip, just like any other weekend. She heads into a furniture store, looking for some kind of tabouret to help furnish her fresh apartment, and O.T. is more than happy to help her glance around his shop. She says she doesn't need anything too comfortable, which is supreme since the array of stools he had are all made of iron pipes arched into unusual shapes. Ultimately she sits down on one, her gams opened up by the metal, and O.T. locks her neck into a iron collar. A dame with this lil' common perceive doesn't deserve to get out of that bondage, but O.T. knows what she does deserve. O.T. ties Charlotte's hair into ponytails and wraps them across her face and thru her throat to make a gag, which he then tapes in place with masking tape. With her gams open wide, her stocking are exposed, so he takes his knife and cuts out the pubes from them so he can finer reach between her legs. He takes the chunk of fabric he cut away, balls it up, and sticks it in her nose so she has an even stiffer time breathing. Then he fondles his arm over her fuckbox thru her underpants to get her prepped for their next activity. Charlotte is chained onto a pole, her wrists and ankles locked in in some strenuous iron bondage, and a iron string gag laced thru her throat and pulling at the sides of her lips and her cheeks. That only hurts, but doesn't do a superb job keeping air from getting in or out, so O.T. pulls a plastic bag over her head to help with some breath play. Then he embarks whipping and flagellating her body. Each ragged breath and each whine she tries to whipped out only makes her more aware of the suffocation and makes her more scared. What happens next will have you at the brim of your seat.