Bronte is cast in darkness. Her eyes blocked and her mouth stuffed. Her body is trapped in a thick skin of rubber. She does struggles. Fear grips her as her mouth begins to fill with spit. The ball in her mouth prevents her from getting it out.
Her captor makes her pay for his kindness. Before he allows her pleasure he’ll beat her through the rubber sack. The blows cushioned by the rubber still cause her to scream and writhe in pain.
He devises a game. Her legs locked in stocks leaving her cunt wide open. A dildo fills her hole and a vibrator on her clit. If she wears the hood to his satisfaction she’ll get to cum.