So what do you get when you mix a redhead yoga girl and a bunch of chain? Well in my case I went for broke and put Leila in a chained reverse prayer peppered with padlocks. Escape but a distant dream which is squashed when I ratchet on her thumbcuffs. A wiffle ball trainer gag leaves her drooling and moaning while attached to the ceiling with more chain. As she struggles helplessly I tempt her with a pole mounted vibrator and throw in a pair of nipple clamps free of charge. With Leila’s nipple clamps tethered to the pole I’m left with one question. When will she realize that she can’t back off the vibrator without pulling off the clamps?
