Brutal Head Harness Parts 1 and 2

Description:

Sexy Raven finds herself once again brutally hogtied, with steel cuffs and heavy chains restraining her helplessly. A cruel leather head harness ballgag is strapped tightly over her face, muzzling her screams and causing her to drool helplessly. She rolls around on the bed, her eyes widening when she spots her captor's phone sitting unattended.

Raven struggles against her bonds with desperate strength, seeing her only chance to call for help. She writhes and wriggles, slowly inching her way towards the phone, leaving a trail of dribbling drool in her wake. Her eyes fixate on the device, so tantalizingly close yet still out of reach thanks to the strict cuffs holding her arms and legs in place.

Just as Raven is within inches of grasping the phone, her captor enters the room. He smirks as he sees her futile efforts, giving the phone a teasing tap out of her reach. Raven lets out a muffled moan of frustration, thrashing against her restraints.

Her captor looms over her, taking in the sight of his sexy captive. He reaches down and roughly gropes Raven's breasts through her slip, eliciting more stifled cries. His other hand runs along her toned legs, feeling the cool steel of her shackles.

"I don't think so, my little one," he chuckles, finally snatching up his phone. "You're not going anywhere."

Giving her bound body a few parting fondles, he exits the room, leaving Raven to writhe in helpless frustration, her face shiny with drool that keeps dripping out around the ballgag.

Later, Raven sits on the couch, still constrained by tight wrist and ankle cuffs. She hobbles awkwardly to the front door and pulls futilely at the handle, only to find it locked. Her captor seems to have thought of everything.

Undeterred, Raven hops over to the table where her captor has left his phone once again. She quickly swipes at it with bound hands, trying to call for help. But just as she manages to get past the lock screen, she hears footsteps approaching.

Raven barely has time to let out a muffled "Mmmph!" of alarm before her captor is upon her. He easily hoists her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, despite her struggles. Raven's bound hands flail as he carries her away, her cuffed legs kicking helplessly.

"Time to put you back in your cage," he says, giving her rump a firm smack as he totes her off. "And I think it's time for a vet-style muzzle to really keep that pretty mouth shut."

Raven's eyes go wide at his ominous words, a fresh surge of drool leaking around her ballgag as her captor carries her off to face new torments and indignities at his hands. Her mind races, trying to figure out how to get out of this predicament. But the unyielding steel cuffs and chains make her feel powerless. All Raven can do is let out muffled pleas as she is borne off to be "put in her place" once again.