Quinn's Bondage Assortment

She is pulled struggling into the room, her arms handcuffed behind her back. She "humpfs" under the tape over her lips. She tries to pull away from her captors who coldly keep her in place. She notices before her sits her nemesis, in a high backed leather chair. Dressed head to toe in tight black leather, like a Dominatrix. Her heart misses a beat seeing a figure kneeling next to her, a leather clad hand resting on her head. The figure is sitting passively on her knees, dressed in a frilly dress her hands cuffed securely behind her back, her hair done up and a mask harnessed over her head covering her mouth and nose. The once strong woman is now passively sat like a trophy at the other woman's feet, her eyes fluttering as if she is trying to keep conscious. At a gesture from the woman in the chair the guards start to undress her. Ignoring her protests as she is quickly rendered nude, and put into lingerie. She squirms and protests as she is dressed up, her tom

She scowls at the Genie, clearly she had been trying to muddle up her previous wishes, trying her best to screw her over. She thinks about her final one, studying the creature before her. She was tall and wispy, her skin a light shade of red. Her bear feet gently whisking through the air above the ground as she graciously floats in the air. Her dress wisps and flows around her body, hinting at her shapely body and skin underneath it. A mass of long black hair, seemingly with a life of its own frames her face, a sly smile on her lips. Her large black eyes below small imp horns, full of intelligence and mischievous. The Genie purrs at her "So what is your last wish Mistress?". She pouts at the creature knowing whatever she picks is going to be warped. “I wish that you become my permanent bondage toy”. The Genie opens her mouth in surprise but the magic is already taking hold, a leather forming over her mouth forcing it closed again. Her eyes widen in sudden panic as he