I display a huge blue sponge to Fayth and she smiles as she thinks that there is no way that's going to fit in her mouth. It does though. I make sure it stays by wrapping her head with clear tape. I grope her tits a bit and then I tie her elbows together as Fayth struggles with the gag. Fayth is disappointed in herself. Not only did she lose the balloon popping contest, now she taps out on a gag. I tie up a few loose ends and then I get her next gag... 2 washcloths. It takes a while, but I eventually work both in. I seal them in with orange tape. I put her on the floor. She struggles for a bit on her side. I want to get her hogtied, so I soon put her on her stomach. She struggles to breathe as I tie her feet. I'm soon arching her into about as severe of a hogtie that her genetics will allow. Fayth's eyes definitely turn a little more blue when she's in tight bondage, but I don't want to get sidetracked. I use the rope, that was tied in her hair from earlier, to pull her head back. I tie it off to her feet. Fayth has a look of determination as she endures the tight hogtie. About all she can do is moan and twitch... not much room to struggle at this point. After a while I roll her onto her side. She sure can't do it by herself. I leave her on her side for a while. When I think she's about had enough, I slap her ass as I use her crotchrope as a handle. I give her tits a squeeze as well. Fayth is known to be quite the escape artist. I ask her if she's going to escape. I ask if she wants to be untied. I ask her more questions so I can hear her try and talk through her gag. I finally untie her hair and release her from the hogtie. I then remove her gag and walk away, leaving her on the floor.
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