Lexi Lane’s Struggle – The Art of Rope Bondage

Strictly bound gagged and hogtied with her swollen bound breasts throbbing
Pretty Lexi struggles on a tall stool tightly bound with rope and gagged with layer of tape. She looks down to see her legs fused together with rope cinched around her ankles and knees. She can’t see her arms or hands but can feel the ropes biting deep into her biceps and wrists crushing her arms together into a single unit from her hands to her elbows. She can barely move but knows it will only get worse as the Hunter comes in with more rope. She begs through her gag as she feels more rope being wrapped around her upper arms, just below her shoulders. She didn’t think that her arms could be any tighter but she was wrong when she feels her shoulders coming together as the rope slices deep into the soft flesh around her upper arms, the ropes are then wrapped around her shoulders, chest and arms drawing her arms together even tighter. With her arms now totally useless to her the Hunter pulls her big tits out of her shiny red crop top and cinches a rope between her tits. She begs and pleads with her eyes as he wraps more ropes around the base of her breasts. The rope slices deep into the soft flesh around the base of her tits causing them to swell and mushroom as they are bound in a touniquet of rope. Once each of her breast are tightly bound and throbbing he wraps the remaining rope around both of her bound, swollen tits and ties them tighty together. He lift her off the chair and sits Lexi on the floor. Poor Lexi pulls at the ropes but there is absolutely no slack in any of the ropes. Lexi’s heart sinks as the HUnter comes back with more rope and ties the new rope around her tiny waist, trapping her bound arms in the circle of rope. He cinches her forearms her spine with the waist rope then pulls the rope down between her legs. He buries the rope deep in her shiny red satin panties, cleaving her pussy in two. The rope is then run between her rope at her navel and pulled back down between her legs, slicing deep into her pussy. The end of the rope is run up between her bound stiletto heels then bending her legs in a strict hogtie he ties the end of the rope to her bound wrists. Lexi cries in pain as he rolls her over onto her bound swollen tits, tears well up in tears as she struggles to roll back onto her side. But with the ropes so tight she can barely move. The Hunter rolls her back over onto her side and leaves her totally helpless. Her back, shoulders, arms and legs are gathered together behind her in a web of rope and unreachable knots. Her ankles ground on ankles, her knees on knees, her wrists on wrists and elbow to elbows. Her poor shoulders are arched in a bowstring tenseness that could not be released. Her poor tits throbbed as they strained against the tight tourniquet of rope and the crotch rope sliced deeper into her pussy with each breath. But the Hunter wasn’t quite finished with agony as he loops a thin leather cord around each of her swollen nippes and pulls the cord tight. He then runs the cord down to her bound knees and pulls it taut. The leather cords pulls and stretch her swollen nipples to her knees. Lexi is left alone to suffer in the brutally tight ropes, she can’t move at all without bringing more pain and agony to her bound limps, tits, nipples and pussy.