The second my feet were locked in, I knew I was in trouble. The stocks held me tight, and then my toes tied back with no way to move. Then came the fingers, brushes and the glove. All I knew was I couldn’t stop laughing. Minute by minute, it just got worse, breaking me down until I wasn’t even fighting anymore. Just laughing and begging for it to stop.
Length: 20:01
Resolution: 3840×2160