Carissa’s Sensual Voyage – The Binding Power of Rope

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Carissa struggles to clear her head, it is dark, hot and stuffy as she opens her eyes. She tries to reach up with her hands to soothe her aching head but her hands seem pinned behind her back. She then realizes that her arms were pulled behind her back and bound in ropes. She can feel the cruelly tight ropes cut deep into the flesh around elbows and bite deep into her wrist bones. Her elbow length satin gloves offer her very little protection from the brutally tight ropes. She screams in anger and frustration but her screams are muffled and stifled from the gag stuffed into her mouth. She feels the dry rag press down on her tongue filling her mouth full and stretching her jaw. Duct tape has been wrapped over her mouth and around her head sealing the gag in tight. Carissa wriggles and struggles around in the hot cramped trunk kicking at the sides and lid with her strappy stiletto sandals screaming and crying into her gag hoping to attact some attention. Carissa takes a deep breath and tries to think back to the last thing she can remember. She remembers being at the swanky country club drinking champagne and schmoozing with social elites, she had no idea she was being stalked by the Hunter. She thought that the champagne was kind of strong and staggering to the bathroom the last thing she remembers was leaving the bathroom when all went black. Now waking up in the stuffy hot car trunk bound and gagged Carissa was scared and a bit desperate. Then she hears the trunk latch pop and daylight streams in causing her to blink trying to adjust her eyes to the light. She feels his sweaty hands reach into the trunk and pull her up sitting in the trunk. His hands circle her throat as she looks up at the hooded Hunter in fear. He pulls her legs out of the trunk then lifts her up and sets her on her feet. Carissa struggles with him as he marches her into another large room and her to the floor on her knees. He grabs more ropes and ties a rope to one of her ankles then pulls her foot up to her ass she wraps the rope around her ankle and thigh frog tying her leg. Then he moves to her other leg and similarly frog ties her that leg as well. Carissa lays on the dirty floor in her expensive satin dress on her belly completely helpless. He pulls her back up onto her knees and leaves her struggling on the floor. The Hunter returns and ties more rope around her tiny waist, then to her XXXX and shame he pulls the rope down between her legs and up into her crotch. Carissa can feel the brutally tight rope cut deep into her pussy pushing her tight satin panties up into her cunt giving her camel toe. The rope is feed between the rope around her waist and pulled back down between her legs again burying it deep into her pussy before tying it off at the base of her spine. She screams and protests into her gag at the violation of the rope in her pussy but he ignore her protests and pulls her huge tits out of her satin dress. A chain is pulled down from an overhead pulley and attached to her bound wrists. Then he goes over to the wall and begins to crank the winch attached to the chain. Carissa can feel her shoulders twist in their sockets as her wrists are cranked up higher and higher behind her back. She screams and begs into her gag as she feels like her arms are about to be ripped off then he mercifully stops cranking. He drops to his knees and grabs her tits taunting and toying with her as she moans and cries into her gag. The Hunter stands up and leaves her alone struggling helplessly in the brutal ropes, she tries to twists and turn to attempt to take some of the strain off her poor shoulders and wrists. But there is no chance of escape and no releif from the brutally tight ropes. Carissa can only sob and cry into her gag awaiting the Hunter to return and do who knows what to her bound and helpless body.