The ash-blonde and her executioner

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London has been an agent in OT's organization for trio and a half months. He calls her in to practice some restrain bondage as a fresh interrogation technique. London is understandably skeptical, but agrees to attempt it, after all, it is a learning experience, and OT is her boss. Things start to get awkward as OT binds London's palms above her head, and her suspicions proceed to rise. She attempts to coax OT that she's learned the mechanism and should be let down, however, OT has other plans. What London doesn't know is that OT has found her secret covert phone, and now he must find where her loyalties lie. OT eliminates the cage she is standing on, leaving her draped by her wrists, fighting in anguish attempting to coax him that she is a loyal part of the organization. After asking to be let down, and telling she is ultimately well-prepped to talk, OT lets her down. London thought that she was scot free-for-all now, but OT has other plans. Strapped in a difficult frogtie suspension, he fastens binder clothespins to the soles of her feet. London is yelling and crying, and all he does is glance on with a masochistic grin. OT then whips them off using a dragon tongue which only elicits howling and louder screams. next finds herself perched on a chair incapable to move or shield her clean-shaved puss and delicate asshole. OT rams an electrified rump ass-plug and continues to interrogate her on her alliances. Her insistance that she only works for him fall on deaf ears. OT is done with her lies. London has been Strapped down to a table, a ginormous fake penis in her ass, and a vibrator directly on her clit. If that weren't enough, OT then staples her labia closed around the vibrator, turns it on, and embarks the ruthless pounding of her bung with the boning machine. He is over her, London's destiny stays to be seen as her squeals echo in the darkness.