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Latex Lucy in action to dress up in latex cat and gas mask.

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The interrogation was easy. The agent just stayed silent and her captors got nothing. When the unusual bondage equipment came out, that’s when things got interesting. She awoke to find the harness panel gag buckled on her as well as the skintight latex suit she had now been made to wear. Through the clearing fog in her head, the agent mentally checked her body out. There were objects placed near her clit and up her ass. She thrashed around in her bonds, but she was a prisoner. Her muffled grunts and protests were brought to a halt by these objects buzzing into life. The next few hours of sexual stimulation and torture left the agent tired, sweating and on the edge of more forced orgasms. As another wave of pleasure was wrenched from her aching body and stretched ass, the footsteps of her captor echoed in the dark room. The reflection of the glass partition ahead of her caught sight of the large plastic bag being placed over her head. Air would now be something to earn, her gagged mouth and constrained body meant she was short on oxygen. The continued assault from the vibes had her panting too. Her earlier stubborn silence frustrated her captor, a frustration he was going to take out on her….

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The friends lay frustrated and exhausted on the floor. The ropes binding them were tight as a drum with no hope of undoing them. Their faces were well covered with the stretchy, tough gaffer tape. Only their eyes were free to move as they searched for some way of escape.

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