Fayth is bound to a chair in her studio playroom. Arms completely mummified in electrical tape. Her mouth is stuffed with her panties and muzzled with her own personal favorite leather gag. One completely restrained, the Hitachi comes out within the hour Fayth is drenched in sweat, her eye rolling over her muzzle. She thrashes in the chair helpless as I slide the head of the wand under her panties, sit back, and enjoy the show of taking her well past her orgasm limits.
