Nylon Bondage Dreams
Randy Moore discovers a mysterious gift box on her red velvet sofa. There's no name, no note, just dark allure. Inside lies a sheer black nylon bodystocking and a matching hood. Curiosity turns to craving as she slips them on, the slick fabric amplifying every touch.
“If I only had some rope…” she murmurs, stroking her nylon-clad body, lost in a fantasy.
Suddenly, the dream takes over.
She’s bound, legs crossed, arms tightly secured behind her back, a vibrator fastened to her pussy. Wearing the nylon hood, long leather gloves, a tight black corset, and a leather panel gag, she’s completely restrained. The vibrator pulses, teasing her into helpless ecstasy. She struggles, moans, and finally screams as orgasm after orgasm rips through her.
Back in reality, she’s unbound, still caressing herself...until she sees them.
Rope marks on her ankles.
Was it really all just a dream?