Sweat Fetish, Suffering for You with Elise Graves

Bound in a tight box tie with a neck rope anchoring me to my toes, I’m locked in a kneeling stance that soon has me in tears. The strain on my throat battles for focus as electrical pulses surge through my pussy, pushing my body to its limits. Sweat beads across my skin, my face flushing under the relentless stimulation. An inflatable gag seals my mouth, forcing drool to spill down my chest, amplifying the intensity of every sensation.