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Such a sweet birthday gesture….. Here’s to many more!

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Hate this kind of time out, unable to move to speak

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For the people who want to enjoy the movie again, loving it.

https://pornzog.com/video/7315648/carissa-montgomery-leather-bondage-and-harness-gagged/

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Lucy Enters The House of Drones

She was dressed as instructed, in boots, latex catsuit, corset and hood. Feeling self-conscious but strangely excited about her attire, she arrived at the House of Drones. Which was seemingly -- empty?

"WALK THROUGH THE THIRD DOOR" said a voice from out of nowhere. They must be watching me on camera, Lucy thought.

The room was empty, except for the chains and cuffs and ropes hanging from the ceiling. She was intrigued....

... thinking what it would be like to be chained up while wearing this outfit. She was so lost in thought she failed to hear the Recruiter enter the room behind her...

He grabbed her roughly, clamping one hand over her mouth and feeling her latex-clad body with the other. She could have struggled more, but only offered up a token resistance. After all, this is what she came for... to be used...

Soon the Recruiter had her tied with her hands above her head, a black ballgag muffling her whimpers of discomfort. "So, you think you're ready to become a Drone? You think dressing up like this is what it's all about? You know nothing."

"And soon you'll know less than nothing. A mindless drone, with no will, no thought, only total obedience and endless sensation. Well, it's too late to back out now, Lucy. I'm going to leave you here while I fetch the Equipment. And then, when the Mistress arrives, the dronification will begin!"

As the Recruiter walked away, Lucy began to struggle in earnest. Had she made a mistake? Did she really want to become a drone?

It was too late to change her mind... well, actually, her mind was about to be changed. Forever.

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Wait here……

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"Here, the keys, and your phone, if you want to call someone to let you out. You have eight hours. Every hour you fail to escape, that's another pump to the collar, and a bag of isotonic liquid feed. No toilet breaks! I'll leave the doors unlocked, so it should be quite easy, no?" He turns the heater and humidity to the maximum, and leaves with a smile.

Nearly six hours later, and she is panting, pawing in vain at the too-tight collar, at the keys which refuse to even leave the table surface, and the phone she cannot unlock, at the doorknob which slips back closed every time she tries to turn it. Her efforts have left her stinking with sweat in the muggy room, and the suit is a mass of itching sweat she cannot scratch.

Her phone vibrates with worried messages, panicked calls, and it is maddening to be unable to reply to any of them. She tries the window, but it is two-layered and frosted, so that no-one sees her trying to press the catch to open it. She tries not to stink up the room with her waste, but several drops have already leaked. The hateful collar refuses to let go of her throat for even an instant, and several times she presses the bulb by accident, squealing in frustration as the pressure worsens.

"Eight hours, time's up!" he says cheerily when he enters two hours later with a tiny cage and short leash, both of which will come to be her new life, for ever. The phone is still ringing when her cage door closes on her. She paws at the latch, but cannot open it. Thus begins the first night of her captivity, unable to sleep from her full bladder, from the constant ringing and buzzing of her phone, from the smelly, sticky sweat, from the collar which threatens to suffocate her at every moment.