Hearing what he was saying she just stared at him, remembering the roleplay all too well - remembering the clothespins. It was only moments that she was attempting to free herself again, most certainly begging him to let her go through the gag though really it only served to make her act more convincing in the little role she was supposed to be playing.

When he pulled out the bulldog clip she tensed visibly, shaking her head. She groaned as the steel was clamped down hard on her nipple, only to have him repeat the process to her other nipple however instead of clamping it there his hand moved down to her pussy and she cried out immediately against the gag, wincing as he attached the clip.

She didn't know what was even going on when he dipped it into a tub next to him, however she stared at him, looking up at him in confusion as to why he would have to wash out her cunt - however the awakening was rude as he fucked her with the vibrator only to shove it deep inside of her, taping it back in place.

Her pussy felt like it was on fire, and she was groaning, trying desperately to free herself from the restraints. Her cheeks were visibly getting flushed as she got hotter from the balm, the vibrations not helping matters as the friction seemed just to make it hotter. The time seemed to pass so slowly and she was groaning, continuing to press her hips forward as though that would somehow relieve her of the intense heat in her cunt.