Things started so innocently. Some cuffs, a couple ropes, a ballgag and of course Nyxon in her hot pink corset. Then came the vetwrap to keep those pesky fingers from trouble. She suspected something was up though; it wasn’t restrictive enough. I didn’t leave her pondering long before adding a crotch rope to the mix. Nyxon renews her escape attempts but is eventually hoisted in the air by her crotch rope leaving the rope buried deep with her.
