Barefoot in Bondage - Floor Tied, Chair Tied and Hogtied with Her Pussy Stuffed and Her Clit Vibrated to Orgasm with Indica Jane - 1080
As Indica Jane, a tall and alluring giantess, towered over her helpless captive, she couldn't help but feel a rush of power surge through her veins. The woman lay bound and barefoot on the floor, her arms stretched tautly above her head, tied to the ceiling by a single rope. Her legs were spread wide, the soft flesh of her thighs exposed as she was held fast to the cold tile by thick bondage tape that wrapped around them.
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Indica Jane stepped closer, her towering frame casting a long shadow over the helpless woman below. She reached down and grabbed a thick vibrator from a nearby table, her dark eyes glinting with mischief as she teased the helpless captive. "Time to play," she purred, smirking as she pressed the buzzing tip of the vibrator against the bound woman's pussy.
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The captive let out a whimper as the vibrations began to pierce through her most sensitive flesh. Her body tensed and trembled beneath Indica Jane's skilled touch, her bound breasts rising and falling rapidly with each gasp for air. "Please, mistress," she pleaded, her voice trembling with need and fear.
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Ignoring her pleas, Indica Jane moved the vibrator back and forth, thrusting it in and out of the bound woman's soaking wet pussy. She could feel the woman's body quivering beneath her, her orgasms building up to a fever pitch. Satisfied with the helpless captive's response, Indica Jane stepped back and retrieved a second vibrator from the table.
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Holding both vibrators in her hands, Indica Jane moved towards the bound woman, who watched her with wide, terrified eyes. The giantess lowered herself onto a chair, her towering form dwarfing the small seat. She placed one of the vibrators between her own thighs, turning it on at a low setting.
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As she began to grind against the vibrator, Indica Jane reached out with her free hand and grabbed the captive's clit ring. She pulled it tight, causing the captive to let out a soft moan. "You like this, don't you?" she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.
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The captive could only nod her head in response, her body trembling with anticipation. As Indica Jane increased the speed of the vibrator between her legs, the captive's own pussy quivered in response to the powerful rhythm. She could feel the warmth of the giantess's body pressing against her back, the scent of her arousal filling her nostrils.
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With one hand still holding the captive's clit ring, Indica Jane reached around with her other hand and grabbed a fistful of the woman's hair. She pulled her head back, exposing her neck to the captive's view. "Do you want more?" she asked, her voice low and threatening.
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The captive nodded frantically, her body arching towards the giantess in an attempt to reach her tormentor. As she did so, Indica Jane moved the vibrator between their bodies, teasing the captive's clit with every thrust. "Say it," she growled, her fingers digging into the captive's scalp.
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"Please, mistress," the captive whimpered, her eyes filled with pleading. "I want more." Her words were met with a sinister chuckle from Indica Jane, who leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against the captive's back.
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"Good girl," she purred, her breath hot against the captive's ear. With that, Indica Jane increased the speed of the vibrators, both internally and externally, sending waves of pleasure and pain coursing through the captive's body.
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As the climax built, the captive felt herself being lifted off the floor by the giantess. Her legs were pulled up towards Indica Jane's chest, and the ropes holding her in place were released. The giantess stood up, still holding the captive, who was now suspended in mid-air.
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With a devious grin, Indica Jane lifted the chair she had been sitting on and placed it beneath the captive, who let out a soft gasp as her weight was shifted onto the hard surface. She was now hogtied, her legs spread wide and her pussy fully exposed, left to dangle in the air as the giantess stepped back to admire her work.
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Indica Jane ran her fingers along the captive's bound body, feeling the soft flesh quiver beneath her touch. She reached down and grabbed a pair of high heels, placing one in each of the captive's bound hands. "Use them," she commanded, her voice cold and unyielding.
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The captive looked up at the giantess, her eyes filled with fear and confusion. She didn't understand what she was supposed to do, but she knew that disobeying the commanding figure before her would only lead to further punishment.
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Slowly, hesitantly, the captive began to grind against the hard surface of the chair, using the heels in her bound hands to stimulate herself. Her eyes never left Indica Jane's, who watched with a mix of satisfaction and anticipation.
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As the captive's orgasm built, Indica Jane reached down and pulled on the captive's hair, forcing her head back and exposing her neck once again. The captive whimpered, her body trembling as she felt the impending release.
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With a final thrust, the captive came, her body shuddering as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She let out a long, low moan, the sound echoing in the room as she was left to recover from her intense experience.
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Indica Jane watched with a satisfied smile, her gaze taking in every detail of the helpless woman bound before her. She leaned in closer, her warm breath caressing the captive's neck. "That," she purred, "was just a taste."
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With that, Indica Jane stepped away, leaving the captive tied up and vulnerable. The sound of heels clicking on the floor echoed through the room as she disappeared, leaving the captive to wonder what horrors awaited her next.
