By John. Made by request An old lock clangs and the masked man drives Leya by her hair, leading her to the middle of a dark and gloomy room and puts her in a chair. His voice is serious, he has no time for jokes, a holster is fastened on his hip. - Tell me the damn code! Leya prepared for the worst, she decided that she wouldn't for anything, but she didn't know how much longer she can keep it. - I won't told, I won't tell you anything! - Get up! But the girl only silently looks at her tormentor. The man's hand reached for a holster and she obeyed. - Get up to the wall! Leya walks up to the wall and her cuffs on her left and right hands get locked together by a carbine. Her interrogation is just beginning... This is an unusual clip, you can call it our experiment. It is difficult to categorize this clip. Here there are domination and humiliation, elements of bondage (cuffs on arms and legs) and a little tickling and barefoot plans.
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