Damsel in Distress – Nyxon’s Rope Bondage Journey

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Nyxon bondage, Damsel in, shiny, high heels, back seamed stockings, rope bondage, reverse prayer, leather panel gag, gagged girl, struggling, hogtied, neck arched, helpless, drooling, BDSM Busty raven haired Nyxon sits on a tall stool as she helplessly watches the Hunter bind her shapely legs tightly together with ropes. Her poor arms are twisted cruelly behind her back with her palms facing each other and her hands pushed up high between her shoulder blades. She can feel the rope biting deep into her biceps as they hold her elbows close together at the small of her back. She protests through her gag but the big rubber ball jammed deep between her teeth is held firmly in place by a leather panel tightly strapped around her head. The Hunter finishes binding her ankles and knees then pulls her off the stool and poor Nyxon to stand in ridiculously high six inch stiletto heels. As she struggles to keep her balance standing in her stilettos with her legs fused together the Hunter hops her over to his table and bends her over the side of the table with her feet on the floor, her ass in the air and her chest on the table. He then wraps more rope around her arms. Nyxon grunts and cries in pain as he pulls the ropes tightly her elbows almost together behind her back and pushing her bound hands up to the base of her neck. He cinches the ropes tight then lift her feet and rolls her onto the table. Nyxon struggles in the brutally tight ropes lying helplessly on her belly as the Hunter grabs more rope. She can feel him tie a rope to a ring at the top of her head attached to the leather straps of her harness gag. He pulls her head back and bends her legs then with her neck arched painfully back he ties the other end of the rope to her bound stiletto heels. Poor Nyxon can barely move now, her arms are totally useless to her bound in the sinister reverse prayer, the tension of her bent legs keep her head arched back so she can’t even more much more then her eyes. She can feel his tie more rope to her arms then feel the rope pulled even tightly as he attaches the end of this rope to an overhead chain and pulley. He cranks the winch tight on the wall so that poor Nyxon can’t even roll over, she is totally immoblized with all the rope pulled bowstring tight. She sobs and cries through her gag as drool flows past the ball in her mouth and the leather panel sealed across her mouth. The drool flows down her chin and pools on the table below her face. The Hunter leaves her alone to suffer in the sinister bondage.