A simple beer run, that’s all it was suppose to be. I left Makenzie by herself to try things out hoping she’d get trapped in some handcuffs. When I came back, she had put on a catsuit, a gasmask on and securely locked on cuffs. The best part was all the keys were in my pocket… she wasn’t going anywhere. A strap here, some vetwrap there and a tight ballgag and the fun was just beginning. The beer can wait… how about some vibrator fun instead Makenzie?
