Madalynn arrives at the sorority house in her pink flats, short denim skirt and thin ribbed sweater. No one Is around and she checks her phone wondering where everyone is. She puts her stuff down and wanders around the house a little bit waiting. She hears a noise and calls out, and starts to go up the stairs where she’s met with a group of girls in masks. She asks if it’s a trick, and is very scared. They demand that Madalynn opens the bag and she reluctantly agrees. She pulls out a bunch of rope and a bandana and is then instructed to tie herself up on the ground. This isn’t the initiation she expected, they tease her with some personal photos and she complies. Sitting down on the ground, they tell her to tie her ankles, wrists, and chest. The bandana goes in her mouth, and that goes in first. Madalynn obeys the orders and puts the knotted cleave bandana gag into her mouth and ties it tightly. Getting some hair caught in the knot and wincing. She puts a chest harness on herself, then her ankles, and then asks, in gag talk, to help with her wrists. Madalynn wiggles and struggles with her legs in the air, showing off up her skirt, and bitching through her cleave gag. She tries to pull down her jean skirt but it’s just too short! After a while of struggling they untie her and hand her some new clothes and tell her to sit down. She’s ordered to strip and change and she obeys. She puts on the white leotard tank top, jeans and flat red shoes. They tell her her current outfit isn’t suitable for where they’re going to take her deep into the woods. Madalynn protests and lets the group know how badly they suck while pulling up her skin tight jeans and putting on her shoes. they’re sick of hearing Madalynn bitch, so they tie her back up and put the knotted cleave gag bandana back in her mouth while she waits for the transport crew to arrive.

Leather, nylon and sky high heels! I love the way my hands feel running up and down and all over my body. The feeling intensifies with every pass and I unbutton my blouse reveling a satin bra. I hold my neck with the leather gloves and slide out of my skirt. Talking you through my plans, you watch a gloved hand slide into my pantyhose and begin to feel around for that sweet spot. The sound of the two fabrics, my quickening inhales as I get closer and closer.... You're so fucking lucky I decided to let you watch and fall deeper and deeper under my spell

You’ve come to me with a burning question; Ever since we’ve gotten together you’ve been raising and fattening up a chicken. Our bird. And now you come to me with a guilty look on your face and tell me that you WANT me to eat him! WHAT?! Not us. Just me?! NO! Absolutely not! You ask me again, BEGGING, and I humor you. “You know, if I do this, our relationship will never be the same again I unbutton my pink satin blouse, and pull down my white work slacks and slap my belly “Now go cook it up!” So you get to work in the kitchen, preparing the bird for my consumption. You hand me a whole entire plated bird, that is browned to perfection and smells delicious. I pat my stomach and ask if you’re ready to watch me. I take a huge inhale of the aroma of the bird and moan. I start by peeling a little skin and licking the grease off of my fingers. Taking a little sip of soda water, and then I rip off a soft juicy legs and start feasting. Piece by piece I gorge myself, swallowing hard, bloating my belly with meat! I don’t understand why you wanted this, and why you begged me, but there’s no turning back as I consume. I burp, eat, bloat and repeat. The chicken juice running down my chin and I chew the bird up right in your face. I eat the whole thing and show you whats left on the pan as I lay down on the couch and allow my huge bloated belly to bubble up and over my bottoms, we can hear the digestion sounds begin, and I keep sipping and sloshing. You make a confession to me, that you love me, and I tell you that I already knew that and rip a big burp. But I have bad news, I don’t feel the same. So not only has your bird been eaten to bones, and now our relationship will never be the same

Tall black leather boots, grey pantyhose and the sound of steel fill the room. Your bondage doll is here and ready to please you, begging for bondage. She shackles herself and strides across the room. The tapping of the heels, the clinking of the metal excites you. She crouches down and presents her wrists, then grabs the handcuffs you provide and she locks them on herself. Sitting on the floor, the two of you talk a little and Madalynn flirtatiously smiles and moves her body in ways that make you just want to bind her even more.

Instead of cuffs, you’ve bound Madalynn’s legs tightly, crotch roped her and given her an O-ring gag. You watch her wriggle and listen to her obstructed words,  eventually drooling on herself. She’s all over the floor with her breasts heaving in her tiny black bra but you still see that look in her eyes. She loves it and wants MORE! You decide to give her an actual ball gag now so she’s harder to hear but that just makes her whimpers even more frequent… She doesn’t know how to shut up after all. After a bit of fun with the ball gag, you put a leather panel gag in her mouth and it compliments her look nicely.  She’s also hogcuffed, now, so she can’t roll around too far away from you. What a beautiful little bondage doll, she takes what you give and is enthusiastic the whole time.

It’s so good to be home! It’s been a long day and I’m eager to strip out of these pesky work clothes to unwind. Shrugging off my stuffy lab coat, I move to the bed and slide off my leather Mary Jane shoes with a sigh of relief. My feet were so sweaty, and my double layers of slouch socks probably didn’t help! Next, I decide my pants need to go! I pull them off, giving you a peek of pale pink panties, then promptly replacing them with comfy beige sweat pants. As I pull on the sweats, I stretch my legs, putting my slouch socks right in your face as I shimmy into them while seated. Now we’re getting somewhere! I slip my slouchy, double layered socks (one pair white, one pair lime green) into slippers. I flop onto bed, pull up my double layered slouch socks a bit higher, then turn on the tv, idly dangling my slippers. Ooh, a psychological thriller! I massage my feet while watching the movie, soon seeing a rather kinky scene with a damsel. Hmm..speaking of kinky… I glance down at my little bag of treats, full of white ropes and a blue ball gag. This should do the trick nicely! I tie my ankles over the socks, then bind myself above and below my knees. Mmmm… Next I tight crotch rope is tied over my comfy sweats, and finally, my ball gag placed perfectly in my mouth. I squirm in my self ties, moaning with satisfaction, tugging at my crotch rope while talking behind my gag. Such bound bliss after a busy day! On my back, then my side, my stomach, and my ass in the air, if you think these views of me twisting and turning are hot, just imagine how I feel! And of course, my sock clad soles are front and center, every second of my self tied stress relief made so much sexier with you up close, watching my private unwind time! This is just what I needed, and it’s all thanks to this thrilling movie!