The casting chrissy marie

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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 mitt “Open casting for Lady Model, Adult Glamour Art Shoot, 10:00 AM”. Again she looked at her watch. She was on time and had the right address. She was clad to win the part. Lean white cotton crop top, no bra, her glorious nips standing at attention. Her shortest microskirt and her highest heels. She reached out and attempted the doorknob. It was open. Leisurely she waved the door open and entered. The living bedroom 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 began to scan around the room. The atmosphere seemed to draw her in. There was something voluptuous even animalistic about the room. The decorations were bold, masculine, and powerful. Chrissy sensed drawn in. Her gaze fell on a big wicker basket that seemed to have a bright platinum chain suspending from it. She reached out and pulled on it. The lid came open and to her wonderment it was packed to the brink with all kinds of bondage gear. Chrissy impulsively kept pulling on the chain and to her wonderment at the end was the biggest manacle she had ever seen. She toyed with it for a few moments attempting it on her wrist and ultimately decided it was a neck cuff. Curiosity won out over caution and she decided to attempt it on. She found the key, studied it to make sure it would unlock and Leisurely put it around her neck. Click, click, click she closed it home. Getting more sexually aroused with every ratchet. Until it was cock-squeezing enough, maybe a bit too tight. A thrill surged thru her body. She clipped her nipples. She was affected at how rigid they were. She sensed her crotch. It was getting wet. She must have more.