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I wander into the kitchen, bare and bold, collar gleaming around my neck, a coil of rope cradled in my arms. I smirk at you, Steve — “Tie me up, please?” — my voice teasing, cheeky, begging. You roll your eyes. I purr, press closer, drop the rope at your feet, “Come on, tie me, make me yours.” You frown, annoyed by my insolence. Suddenly you grab a fistful of my hair, yank me forward, and haul me into bondage. You wrap rope into a tight chest harness, pressing against my breasts, tugging until every line draws. My breathing catches. Then you shift it ruthlessly into a crotch rope, tight and pinching — exactly because I’ve been so gobby. I squirm. You tie my legs together, close, denying me freedom, denying play. I pout angrily — I wanted my pussy teased — but you’re punishing me. You twist my arms into a reverse prayer behind my back, trapping me in submission. You bend me over a sturdy chair. “Lesson time,” you growl, and you spank me hard — crack after sting. I cry out, still sniping, still taunting, testing your patience. You spank harder. I whimper, defiant. Finally — enough. You snatch a cane and deliver sharp whacks, driving me into silence, into submission. My body quivers, pinned, bound, punished, dripping with need for more. ……if you would like to contact me (Lucy), please reach me through the mail button to the left of my clips store. Also check out my other clips store linked xxx