The Enthralling Enigma of Dahlia’s Unhappy Eyes

Dahlia – Packaged In Pink
Dahlia is a vision in pink, what with her sexy pink leotard, her big tits straining against the tight clinging stretchy fabric. She tried to shake her head in denial, her matching pink hair shimmying slightly. She seems unhappy but who can tell with the tight black rubber cleave in her mouth, muting her speech? The electrical tape that has her fastened to the pole is tight and any movement simply causes it to shrink, driving her bound wrists into her crotch as she looks in vain for a way out. I enter and begin the process of completely eliminating ANY chance of escape. First I slowly wrap her body in plastic wrap, her tight cocoon shrinking slightly from her struggles and her body heat. She soon learns that breathing is VERY difficult under all that plastic, especially when I wrap her head in the clear material, locking it in place! With her eyes now permanently closed, she cannot see the many rolls of black electrical tape that I slowly begin to wrap around her pitifully wiggling figure, but she can certainly feel it! As it hugs her in an increasingly uncomfortable, unforgiving embrace, her panic and fear rise even as the tape descends! Soon the is nothing left of her but her head, still wrapped in plastic, still locked to the pole, and so I slowly, carefully wrap that in the dreaded tape! Her head feels like it is about to pop with every circuit of the tape, and soon, she is nothing more than a perfectly packaged, highly miserable mummy, mewling forlornly under the gag, trapped forever in her dark prison!