Harris hero bondage

She awoke restrained a delicate rope biting into her skin. Her breasts scarcely hidden by an open shirt she felt a mix of fear and arousal. The cold air on her peaks intensified the sensation. A peek down revealed her pantyhose ripped and panties tugged aside. Her mind raced imagining what might come next an exciting unknown. She was a captive of her own urges and this enchanting setup. A police uniform lay nearby a hint of mischief. Could it be a game or something more sinister? She strained against her bonds a desire to break free yet a hidden wish to stay. The game of bondage had only just started. Her mind wandered to the bed where she would soon be laid. This was not a nightmare but a dream she had secretly longed for. The vision of her own ecstasy filled her mind. A hushed moan escaped her lips as she fully embraced the experience. Her heart beat quicker with each passing second. It was an experience she would never forget. She sensed a rush of release in her confinement. This submissive role brought her unexpected delight. Her gaze widened in excitement. The ultimate pleasure was within her grasp.