Kel Bowie, Matt Williams

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Some people find their way into bondage thru friends, some thru significant others, and some thru sheer chance. Kel Bowie never had to find her way into it at all. As far as she's concerned, and as far as we can tell, Kel was born for bondage. She thinks about it all the time and always has. In the beginning of her session, in fact, she mentions the first-ever time she was ever roped up at the new youthful age of nine. It's no wonder she found her way to our dungeon. Kel has her palms roped back in a aggressive strappado bondage and her gams roped at the ankles to stretched them as broad as they can go. As O.T. binds her neck strap to the ceiling she gets nosey and wants to see to see what he's doing. O.T. doesn't sense the need to humor this bi-atch enough to view her in the face and tells her not to view at him unless he says otherwise. Kel does her hottest but she can't seem to keep her eyes off of his forearms as he sets her up for her torment. It looks like O.T. is going to have to train her a lesson in listening to simple, basic instructions. He cuts fuckholes in her taut lil' sundress so that he can fasten some nip clips and lashes all over her soles and legs. Her neck strap is so stiffly roped to the ceiling that each time she squirms with discomfort, it gasps her a lil' tighter. O.T. moves her around the apartment as he witnesses fit to more clumsy and strenuous positions, but she never loses the strap around her neck. She must have done a pretty bad job of listening, because pretty briefly she is well accustomed with not just the experiencing of the lash on her legs, but also barbecue skewers on her feet, and a flogger on her tender pussy.