(Now with English subtitles)

At last, you’re going to enjoy a really good DID.

I don’t know if you remember a video where An Komatsu kept Haruhi Tsukigata at the office after work to teach her a little discipline.

Have you seen it?

Well, in this video, Haruhi gets her revenge.

She has wrapped her boss, An, in tape and wants to return the favor.

BLACK DUCT TAPE WRAPS AROUND THE JAPANESE WOMAN’S ENTIRE BODY.

And Haruhi, without mercy, starts blowing her breath into her face.

She licks her nose.

And also the upper lip peeking out above the tape gagging her mouth.

You should see how ruthless the blonde can be.

She keeps saying that she’s purifying her.

An Komatsu watches helplessly as her body is used however they please.

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Tape gag fetish with An Komatsu and Haruhi Tsukigata: An gags Haruhi with tape over her mouth, ties her wrists, and kisses and licks her tongue over the gag. Fetishes: tape gag, bondage, tongue.

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If you like duct-tape bondage, you’re going to love this one.

(Now with English subtitles)

In this consensual roleplay, An Komatsu is a strict boss and Haruhi Tsukigata is her most undisciplined and lazy employee.

She has to teach her a lesson and show her some manners.

Haruhi wants to go home, but An

KEEPS HER THERE BY TAPING HER TO THE CHAIR.

“I’m going to clean that dirty tongue of yours,” she tells her.

She pulls Haruhi’s tongue out and starts licking it.

Slowly.

Taking her time, savoring every sensation.

Little by little, excitement begins to take over.

She wants to go deeper. Now she pushes her tongue deep inside Haruhi’s mouth.

She says she is passing on her disciplined, well-behaved genes.

That she is giving her a purge.

She even starts feeding Haruhi her own saliva.

And Haruhi, tied to the chair, remains suspended somewhere between pleasure and disgust.

Tongue fetish with office role-play between Haruhi Tsukigata and An Komatsu, with An taking control through tape restraint and tongue domination, including deep kissing, tongue-to-tongue contact, and saliva feeding. Fetishes: tongue fetish, kissing, saliva play.

Who wouldn’t want a boss who disciplines you the way An Komatsu disciplines Haruhi Tsukigata?

Ella no podía dejar de moverse.

Eso era lo que lo hacía hermoso.

Cosquilleada. Estirada. Dejada allí para reaccionar.

Haruhi Tsukigata está de pie, con las muñecas atadas por encima de su cabeza.

Ya está sin aliento.

Las bragas hundiéndose en su piel suave.

Tacones plateados captando la luz.

Y An Komatsu ni siquiera la ha tocado todavía.

An se acerca a ella como un estudio en paciencia.

Comienza con los dedos—toques deliberadamente ligeros como plumas a lo largo de sus brazos.

Una voz tranquila en su oído.

Luego la pluma, danzando sobre su cuello, su estómago, la parte trasera de sus rodillas.

Después siguen los cepillos: suaves, luego más firmes, hasta que Haruhi se arquea y chilla.

Se estremece. Se retuerce. Se sacude.

Pero aún así—An se toma su tiempo con la provocación.

Sus piernas empiezan a ceder.

Pero An no se detiene.

La rueda de Wartenberg deslizándose por las axilas, el estómago, los muslos.

El cepillo de uñas presiona—círculos apretados y raspados.

Haruhi jadea. Grita.

El cepillo de dientes—zumbando sobre los dedos de los pies, las axilas, las rodillas.

Su cuerpo se sacude, pero no hay adónde ir.

Hasta que finalmente, la lengua de An recorre su cintura.

Y deja una marca roja de lápiz labial debajo de su brazo.

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Escena fetiche de estilo voyerista centrada en cosquillas progresivas y restricción de la parte superior del cuerpo.

Haruhi Tsukigata está de pie con las muñecas atadas y los brazos extendidos por encima de su cabeza mientras An Komatsu explora cada centímetro sensible de su cuerpo.

Una pluma, una variedad de cepillos (artístico, fino, de cabello y de uñas), rastrillos pequeños, anillos con garras y un cepillo de dientes eléctrico que zumba, provocan sus axilas, estómago, muslos, dedos de los pies y cuello.

Ella se retuerce, jadea y ríe—impotente bajo el tacto metódico.

La escena alcanza su clímax con juegos de lengua y termina con una marca roja de lápiz labial debajo de su brazo.

Un plano final lento registra su figura temblorosa, completamente cosquilleada.

Fetiches activos: bondage de muñecas, cosquillas, fetiche de axilas, juego con plumas, provocación con cepillos, estimulación eléctrica, fetiche de lápiz labial, juego con lengua, fetiche de reacciones, exhibición sumisa, tacones de aguja

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Vas a ver cómo se rinde.

Las piernas débiles.

El estómago saltando con cada herramienta.

Las risitas. Los chillidos.

El zumbido en sus dedos de los pies.

Necesitas verlo.

Necesitas sentir su estremecimiento—cuadro por cuadro—

mirando hasta que esté agotada, sin aliento... exhibida

Imagine being tied to an office chair with tape—
and then someone leans in and blows their stinky, end-of-day coffee breath in your face.
It happened to me.
And every day I sit opposite her at work...
hoping she’ll do it again.

Haruhi didn’t know how long she’d be there.
Tape across her mouth.
Arms locked tight to the chair.
Her skirt still on, her knees together—like it mattered.
The only thing completely free? Her eyes.
And they were begging...
To be let go?
Or for An to start?

An Komatsu walks in like she owns it...
because for now, she does.
She leans in—too close.
And exhales slow.

Hot. Thick. Coffee breath.
Stale, sour, with something sweet and rotten underneath.
It hits Haruhi in waves.
She turns her face as far as the tape lets her.
But there’s nowhere to go.
Just more breath.
More stink.
And An’s laugh—loud and mocking.
She loves watching her flinch.

Then her tongue comes out.

One long lick, from the top of her lip to the tip of her nose.
A wet trail over her nostrils.
Then again. Slower. Wetter.
An presses her lips to Haruhi’s nose and sucks.

The sight is obscene.
But An doesn’t hesitate. She settles in—sitting on Haruhi’s lap.
Everything is in her control.
And she makes sure that the suction drags on.

Haruhi tries to twist her head away, but the tape holds.
She just moans and squeals into the gag
while An sucks her nose like it belongs to her...
because it does.

Voyeur-style taped bondage nose licking fetish scene featuring Japanese performers An Komatsu and Haruhi Tsukigata. Dressed as office ladies, Haruhi is bound and gagged in an office chair while An straddles her, breathes in her face, and performs extended nose worship: licking, sucking, and breath play. Focus on restraint, humiliation, and dominant-submissive control. Strong emphasis on close facial expressions and reactions.
Active Fetishes: Bondage, nose licking, gag play, BDSM, face licking, lap sitting, dominance & submission.


Ever dreamed of taping an office lady to a chair at the end of the day?
Breathing your stinky breath in her face?
Sucking and licking her nose while she squirms and whines through a gag?
You know she loves it.
And you know you'd do it too.

You have? Of course you have.
So enjoy it.

You haven’t?
Then what the fuck are you doing here?
Go on, get out - you vanilla wannabe.
This one’s for the twisted.
The filthy obsessed.
The ones who’ve always needed more than just pussy and a pretty face.

She nodded obediently,
opened her mouth,
and let An drool onto her waiting tongue.

The office is empty.
Haruhi stretches, starting to relax after a long day.
Until An arrives...
The tape binds her to the chair before she knows what's happening.
And then her tongue...
An grips the wet muscle like a leash.
Haruhi nervously listening to her commands.

Their tongues touch first.
Wet rubbing against wet. Slow. Exploring. Intimate.
Then lips close in a drenched one-sided kiss.
An sucks Haruhi's tongue like it belongs to her.
Then the drool comes.
Hanging from An’s mouth.
Dripping in strings onto Haruhi’s exposed and waiting tongue.
She holds it in her mouth,
waiting to stream it back to the source.

Their combined spit drips into An's mouth from Haruhi's tongue.
An swallows. Stands.
She moves closer and closer to Haruhi's parted lips.
Then licks — from cupid’s bow to the tip of her nose.
Long, wet strokes, flat tongue sealing nostrils on their way past.
Then she seals her lips around the tip of her nose and sucks.
Haruhi, confused, overwhelmed, still tied in place by the tape, stays still.
Mouth still open,
tongue still waiting
for An to use her wet mouth as she pleases next.

Voyeur-style scene. Office lady Haruhi Tsukigata is bound to a chair with black tape. An Komatsu approaches and initiates prolonged tongue-to-tongue contact. The interaction escalates with deep kissing, mouth-to-mouth drooling, and intentional spit feeding. An dominates with verbal command and physical direction. She licks and sucks Haruhi’s nose multiple times, reinforcing dominance. The scene cycles through tongue rubbing, drooling, and guided nose play.
Active fetishes: tongue worship, kissing, drooling, saliva play, face licking, nose licking, domination, tape bondage.

Just one little watch.
It won’t take long, and then you can go back to work.
But you know it won’t be just one watch... it never is.
Because wet tongues, open mouths,
strings of drool dripping...
tongue pressed against tongue,
cool, wet spit against warm skin...

Still here? Still reading?
No... by now you’re already watching with your hand down your pants, aren’t you.

“Alone in her bedroom, An used to tie her dolls together - little did she know one day she’d be my doll to wrap.”

She never thought she’d become the thing she used to control.
Now the tape pulls tight as they squirm, their gags queting whimpers.
An and Haruhi - restless, trapped, but rooted in place - waiting for the watcher to approach.

An’s head is pushed between Haruhi’s cheeks. Her nose catches the sharp scent through cotton panties.
She whines, muffled, humiliated. The first strip of plastic wrap tugs her close. The second seals her in place.
Haruhi shifts and squirms as he hikes her panties up - locking An’s face deeper.
An’s feet kick uselessly. Her body’s stuck.
When they’re untied, they gasp - but freedom isn’t the plan. It’s repositioning.
Haruhi lands against An’s crotch, face-first.
Their resistance is futile, almost theatrical - his clear wrap doesn’t care.
They whine. They squeal. Like they don’t love it just as much as he does.
He tapes An’s foot to Haruhi’s cheek. Not for restraint. For the aesthetics. Because he can.

They kneel, face to face - barely touching.
But he wants them closer. Their lips touch.
And touch again, as he pushes them back into position.
Tape circles their heads - features blurred by layers, soft skin compressed.
Plastic winds lower: around their chests, then that tight pull over hips and ass.
Their eyes flicker, but they stay still.
Even when he steps back to admire his work, they don’t move.
Two wrapped dolls - sealed together, posed just right.

Voyeur-style, indoor bondage scene. Haruhi TSUKIGATA and An KOMATSU appear in school uniforms, initially seated on the floor, taped and gagged. A man with a concealed identity directs their movements, first positioning An’s head in Haruhi’s ass and securing it in place with tape while Haruhi remains gagged and restrained. Then the roles shift, with Haruhi kneeling with her head in An’s panty covered crotch, her head taped in place. Their hands and feet are also bound, limiting movement. Finally, the two are kneeling face-to-face, their heads taped together and bodies wrapped tightly in plastic wrap, resembling dolls sealed into place. The camera focuses on the tight bindings, limited movement, and close physical contact. Their expressions show a mix of discomfort, soft resistance, and acceptance.
Active Fetishes: tape bondage, plastic wrap, school uniform, close physical restraint, gagged, face-to-body contact, foot positioning, head wrapping, submission, domination

Here’s where I’d normally dive deep into fetish —
the plastic wrapping tight around soft skin,
the way every breath makes the wrap shift just enough to tease,
the slow crush of flesh under tape.
You know... the usual.
But not today.

When you watch this video (and you will watch this video),
pause for the moment just before Haruhi’s face is pushed into An’s crotch.
An is sitting there, legs splayed, and she tries to cover her panties with her hand.
It’s vulnerable. It’s adorable. It’s perfect.
I hope you love that moment as much as I do.

I was doing so well—laughing, squirming, taking everything she gave me...
until she used her tongue.
Warm. Wet. Relentless.
One little lick broke me—in the best way.

Haruhi is bound in a pink bikini, arms high between two poles, smiling and shifting nervously.
An—wearing black pleather and a smile—reaches for her ribs.
The first tickles are playful: fingers on arms, underarms, sides.
Haruhi giggles and writhes, but doesn’t beg—yet.
Then come the feathers. Then the brushes.
Her knees buckle. Her leg kicks out.
And they have only just started.

An moves methodically—vampire claws scraping armpits, ribs, and waist.
Big artists' brushes sweep her back, circle her bellybutton, flick over her thighs.
Hairbrushes come next, hard and bristly.
They make Haruhi gasp, squeal, squirm in her restraints.
She laughs harder now, panting between bursts.
The nail brushes are worse—smaller, more intense.
Up her arms. Over her stomach. Back down again.
An just keeps going, giggling too... enjoying watching her little toy squirm.

The electric toothbrush buzzes in An’s hand—sharp, focused, merciless.
Haruhi twitches before it even touches her.
It glides over armpits, dances on knees, digs into toes.
Each spot sets off a different squeal.
Her laughter’s gone breathy now, urgent.
She shakes her head, panting, pulling half-heartedly at her bonds.
And then... the tongue.
Warm. Wet. Relentless.
It lands on her armpit first, then circles that sensitive spot on her waist.
That tongue is her undoing.
Panting, breathless... An's work is done.

Voyeur scene, focused on full-body tickling. Haruhi is suspended with arms overhead, restrained between two vertical posts. An teases and stimulates her using hands, feathers, claw rings, artist brushes, and a nail brush across sensitive zones (armpits, ribs, sides, knees, bellybutton). Haruhi laughs, gasps, and squirms continuously. The session escalates with the introduction of an electric toothbrush applied to armpits, toes, and sides — followed by An’s tongue along her armpit and waist. Haruhi collapses exhausted in her restraints while An observes her reactions with satisfaction.
Active Fetishes: Tickling, Restraint, Feather Play, Brush Play, Armpit Teasing, Belly Button, Sensory Play, Bondage, Japanese, Brunette, Voyeur

Which part do you think is going to hit you the hardest?
The brushes circling her bellybutton?
The nailbrushes in her armpit?
The toothbrush on her toes?

Only one way to find out,
you sneaky little tickling voyeur.

My heart races when I see her bound,
knowing she can’t scream...
and she doesn’t really want to.

In the back of a moving van,
Haruhi squirms.

There’s nowhere to go.
Just sticky tape across her mouth,
a skirt that no longer covers anything,
and a camera that won’t look away.

Her legs twitch.
Her tied arms keep her helpless,
her breasts pushed forward.

Every time she shifts, the tension builds—
her gagged face,
her panties,
and her moans become the center of it all.

The lace of her bra as her chest heaves.
Her stretched panties...
is that dampness there?
Shaking thighs,
and a pleading gaze.

She moves—
but goes nowhere.

Stuck in a filthy loop of accidental exposure.

She’s not fighting—
just writhing,
unfolding,
showing.

Every squirm opens something new:
a glimpse of skin,
a shift in fabric,
a twitch behind the gag.

And the van keeps moving.

Voyeur-style scene shot in the back of a moving van.
Haruhi Tsukigata lies bound hand and foot, tape gag over her mouth.
Skirt slips off mid-motion, revealing panties and bra.
Her restrained body shifts slowly between poses.
Camera alternates between full-body views and close-ups: gagged face, breasts, crotch, thighs.
Passive struggling. Ongoing visual exposure.

Active fetishes: bondage, tape gag, panties, bra focus, voyeurism, struggling, submission, observation.

You were just curious.
You only wanted to look.

But now you want to stay.
To see what slips next.
To watch her keep squirming.
To study her face—
the look in her eyes.

Because she’s gagged, bound—
and she’s not going anywhere.
And you’re going to stay right there with her.

No podía dejar de moverse.
Eso es lo que lo hacía hermoso.
Estimulada. Estirada. Dejada allí para reaccionar.


Haruhi Tsukigata se mantiene de pie, con las muñecas atadas por encima de su cabeza.
Ya está sin aliento.
Bragas hundiéndose en la piel suave.
Tacones plateados atrapando la luz.
Y An Komatsu aún no la ha tocado.
An se acerca a ella como un estudio en la paciencia.
Comienza con los dedos, toques ligeros y delicados a lo largo de sus brazos.
Una voz tranquila en su oído.
Luego la pluma, bailando por su cuello, su estómago, la parte posterior de sus rodillas.
Los cepillos siguen: suaves, luego más rígidos, hasta que Haruhi se arquea y grita.
Se encoge. Tira. Agita.
Pero aún así—An toma su tiempo con la broma.
Sus piernas comienzan a fallar.
Pero An no para.
La rueda de Wartenberg se desliza por las axilas, el estómago, los muslos.
El cepillo de uñas se hunde—círculos apretados y ásperos.
Haruhi respira hondo. Grita.
El cepillo eléctrico—zumbando sobre los dedos de los pies, las axilas, las rodillas.
Su cuerpo se sacude, pero no hay lugar adonde ir.
Hasta que finalmente, la lengua de An traza su cintura.
Y deja una marca de lápiz labial rojo debajo de su brazo.
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Escena de fetiche de voyeur centrada en el acicalamiento progresivo y la contención superior del cuerpo.
Haruhi Tsukigata se mantiene con las muñecas atadas y los brazos extendidos hacia arriba mientras An Komatsu explora cada centímetro sensible de su cuerpo.
Una pluma, una variedad de cepillos (artista, fino, de pelo y de uñas), mini rastrillos, anillos de uñas y un cepillo de dientes eléctrico que vibra la estimulan en las axilas, el estómago, los muslos, los dedos de los pies y el cuello.
Se retuerce, respira fuerte y ríe—impotente bajo el tacto metódico.
La escena culmina con juegos de lengua y termina con una marca de lápiz labial rojo debajo de su brazo.
Un último plano lento captura su forma temblorosa, completamente acicalada.
Fetiches activos: atadura de muñecas, acicalamiento, fetiche de axilas, juego de plumas, juego de cepillos, estimulación eléctrica, fetiche de lápiz labial, juegos de lengua, fetiche de reacción, exhibición sumisa, tacones altos
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Vas a verla rendirse.
Piernas débiles.
Estómago saltando con cada herramienta.
Las risitas. Los gritos.
El zumbido en sus dedos de los pies.
Necesitas verlo.
Necesitas sentir su estremecimiento—cuadro por cuadro—
mirando hasta que está exhausta, sin aliento... exhibida. <\/span><\/p>"