Sydney Hale She attempted to be classy

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How is it every time we attempt and have a date night, we never make it out of the house. I came out in my maroon sundress letting my guy know that I needed a belt to go with my dress. Playfully he got that view in his eye and said "I have the ideal belt for you...." What sensed like a nano 2nd the my arms were being corded behind me in a cage tie. Up and around my wrist, and then up my upper arms and over my chest, creating a corset that accented my diminutive breasts. It was a belt all right, my guy came and flipped my sundress up under it, pretty proud that he made a belt to hold my sundress up. Not the type of belt I was thinking. With a lil bit of mercy and XXXX I concluded up face down on the coffee table where my figure were up for a ideal showcase in the ebony pantyhose. After trying to get upright I gave up, my guy corded rope around my upper hips and around my knees in a frog tie. The rope around my hips were immensely taut prodding up my arse to help accent it. After I mouthed off just a lil too much he stuck the corset ball gag in and the corded it back to my wrists, pulling my head back uncomfortably. I of course began salivating and my drool was stretching throughout the table and every which way I moved my hair was dragged thru it and it was wiped throughout my chin. I began protesting about the drool so my guy found me a shape of a bowl to catch my drool. He corded my high heel shoe to my face with an ace bandage, my shoe caught every bit of drool after that. I was not okay with that. But at the end of the day I couldn't do a damn thing about it!