Tonya & Bramble – Horny Slave Bootcamp: From Influence to Submission – 2 Part (Russian girls in fetish)

A week had passed since Bramble’s capture, and she was losing hope of ever being free. Desperate to please Tonya, Bramble had become obedient, orgasmic, and submissive to her erotic desires. But as she sat in a chair, moaning and groaning, Bramble hated herself for giving in so easily. Tonya had tied her in a humiliating position, adding a vibrator to her miserable life. Tonya fondled and groped Bramble, showing her nipple clamps. As Bramble orgasmed from the three vibrators, Tonya revealed that she would soon receive Bramble’s leather bondage gear, making her a permanent bound slave to be sold off. Tears filled Bramble’s eyes as she screamed and struggled. Tonya, not wanting to see Bramble like this, “relieved” her tension by groping and fondling her. Leaving Bramble to deal with two vibrators, Tonya went to clean up and take a shower. Bramble felt the ropes holding her wrist give way, and she almost orgasmed from joy. After freeing herself, Bramble waited for Tonya to exit the bathroom. Righteous fury flooded Bramble as she knock Tonya down. Bramble wanted Tonya to suffer for what she had done. She stripped Tonya, gagged her, and bound her upper body. Tonya was now under Bramble’s control, tied and naked. They move to the bedroom and Bramble had realized the thrill of having a bondage slave and intended to make Tonya her personal, permanent bondage slave. Tonya sensed her fate and screamed, struggled, and sobbed, begging Bramble not to. Bramble simply fondled and groped Tonya, wanting her to suffer the humiliation she had endured. She played with her as she did herself – three vibrators, tight bondage and a big gag. Later. Since her escape two weeks ago, Bramble had changed—irreversibly. She had restarted her vlogs, relieved to find that Tonya had never leaked the humiliating footage of her bondage. But though she smiled for the camera, a darker hunger simmered beneath the surface. After experiencing the thrill of absolute power, she now craved a slave of her own. The latex bondage gear Tonya had ordered for her had finally arrived—a devious suit that could only be removed by the wearer’s fingerprint. Bramble had hacked Tonya’s phone, discovering her ties to an underground bondage ring. Now, she’d use that knowledge to ensure Tonya never escaped again. The sound of muffled sobs and struggles echoed from the bedroom. Pushing open the door, Bramble admired her handiwork. At first glance, Tonya just looked like a resting girl under the covers—until you noticed the harness ball gag silencing her. Bramble yanked the sheets away, revealing Tonya’s tightly secured body—legs spread, arms locked behind her, vibrating plugs embedded in her most sensitive areas. Tonya whimpered, eyes wide with fear. She had no idea this was only the beginning. Bramble had spent the last three days conditioning her. No more screaming. No more resistance. Just obedient, suppressed moans—orgasms served up gracefully, like a well-trained slave. Now, Bramble caressed her, fingers sliding between Tonya’s thighs, teasing. How does it feel, Tonya? she thought. To be owned? Tonya’s body responded, hips twitching as the vibrators pulsed inside her. She hated it—but she had no control. Bramble put Tonya onto her back, dragging her fingers through slick desperation. Then she took the vibrator, pressing it hard against Tonya’s clit. “Cum,” Bramble commanded. Tonya shattered, back arching as electric pleasure tore through her. But when the spasms faded, Bramble smiled. Tonya still believed she’d be handed over to the cops. She had no idea what Bramble really had planned. “You belong to me now,” Bramble whispered, opening the bag. Inside—the latex suit. As Tonya lays recovering from her orgasming, Bramble herself was very excited for what she was about to do. She spanks her ass, making her body shake and struggle. As Tonya lay there relaxing, Bramble swiftly and smoothly inserted the earphones in Tonya’s ears. How Tonya sobbed and moaned struggling barely having time to beg Bramble. Within minutes, Tonya was now wearing a black latex suit complete with a corset as her arms where firmly locked behind her with a leather arm binder. Bramble had intentionally left the front of Tonya suit unzipped enough to expose her breast. Tonya could only groan sobbed and struggle as she kneeled on the bedside. Bramble sat Tonya on the edge of the bed. Tonya had no choice but to obey. With each command, Tonya sobbed, moaned and struggled as her freedoms where being inhibited one after the other until Bramble was satisfied. As Tonya struggled erotically now being made to enjoy her bondage and servitude under Bramble, Bramble decided to add one last insult to injury before making sure she and Tonya disappeared. Positioning Tonya in a seductive way, Bramble groped and fondled Tonya as she made a video to Tonya’s former bondage group. Bramble had a wide grin on her face when a reply came back from the group. Not only had Tonya been kick out and reduced to merchandise but Bramble had been accepted into the group who agree to help make Tonya’s disappearance look natural. The ball gag goes away only when the latex mask is put over Tonya’s head, taking away her sight. Before Tonya knows it, a muzzle gag has been placed over her mouth. It looks like a leather bondage doll, ensuring that Tonya is tightly bound. Bramble makes Tonya stand up by spinning her around. After a few minutes of playing with Tonya, Bramble takes her to groping, fondling, and spanking. Tonya grunts and groans as she tries to adapt to her new position. Soon, Tonya hops, unable to disobey. Tonya will be the only bondage slave that Bramble has, and Bramble will make sure she remains her slave forever.