Nyxons Bondage Files - Nyxon & Captured Kerry Anger Management pt 1 720p MP4
The Tyrant and Her Bound Captive
Nyxon's Bondage Files: Anger Management
Kerry's restless energy pulsed through the room as she paced back and forth, her eyes darting between the door and the clock on the wall. She hated being told what to do, especially when it came to something as trivial as anger management classes. But here she was, summoned by HR after one too many outbursts at work.
The door swung open, and her eyes locked onto Nyxon's. The instructor stood before her, a confident smile dancing on her lips as she took in Kerry's disheveled appearance. "Well, well, well," she purred, her voice like velvet over steel. "You must be our little problem child."
Kerry bristled at the words but couldn't deny the truth in them. Before she could respond, Nyxon cut her off. "Don't worry, we're going to fix you," she said, her tone cold and unyielding. "Now, why don't you have a seat?"
With a huff, Kerry reluctantly took a seat across from Nyxon, who pulled out a set of restraints. "I think it's time we got started," she said, her eyes glinting with anticipation. "I'm going to show you how it feels to be powerless."
As Nyxon began tying Kerry up, she felt a strange mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. With every knot that tightened, she felt herself surrendering more of her control to the instructor. By the time Nyxon finished, Kerry was bound tightly from head to toe, her body completely at the mercy of her captor.
Nyxon then produced a bulky black ballgag, placing it firmly between Kerry's lips and buckling it tightly around her head. As she did so, she couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. She had reduced this once-defiant woman to nothing more than a helpless, gagged mess.
Finally, Nyxon stood up and walked over to Kerry, her eyes boring into her captive's. "You're going to stay like that until I come back," she said, her voice carrying a hint of menace. "And when I do, we're going to have some more 'fun'."
With that, Nyxon left the room, leaving Kerry alone with her thoughts and her bound body. She could feel the warmth of her breath against her skin, the weight of the ballgag in her mouth, and the tightness of the restraints holding her in place. For the first time in a long time, she felt truly powerless...and oddly aroused by it.
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