Just a bit further…

Higuchi Madoka desperately tried to reach her phone, barely able to graze it with her hand though it was useless to her. Madoka was doing a promotion for 283 Production, dressed up quite professionally when she went out back to take a break. Someone clamped a sweet-smelling cloth over her face and after a brief but futile struggle, she succumbed to the fumes and passed out. When she awoke she was in an unfamiliar basement and securely bound.

Her hands had been individually wrapped in tape to her forearms ensuring it would very difficult to use her fingers to undo any knots. Her hands were bound together with rope. Her captor had ripped open her blouse and exposed her bra. Coupled with a rope harness that also pinned Madoka’s arms to her back, it served to compliment her breasts. Her pantyhose did little to stop the rope from biting into her thighs and ankles. Madoka could not move much from her position due to a stifling rope around her neck tied to an eyebolt in the wall behind her. Her cries for help were muffled due to a harness ballgag that limited her vision and caused her to drool uncontrollably.

“Mnnngh…”

Two vibrators relentlessly pleasured her, a gift from her sick captor. Madoka tapped her heels in frustration while trying to get to her phone. Suddenly, her phone screen lit up with a phone call. It was Toru! Madoka managed to get the phone close to her but due to the thick layer of tape encasing her fingers, she was not able to make the phone respond to her touch.

“Mnnnrgh!!!”

Madoka groaned in frustration as her arousal grew, eventually pushing her to a climax as the pleasure overwhelmed her. The phone call finally ended, the phone screen reflecting Madoka’s flushed but angry expression. She could only valiantly try to unlock her phone before her captor returned to do who knows what to her…

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