Party Prank Trap: Bound, Gagged And Cum-Covered In The Pool (4K)

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The sun hung high in the cloudless sky, casting a glow over the pool . Emma arrived ready for the party but their wasn’t a person in sight.

Without warning, a shadow fell over her. Emma’s eyes snapped open to find a curvaceous Latina woman standing before her, a mischievous glint in her dark eyes.

“What—?” Emma started, but her question was cut short as the Latina shoved a giant white ball gag into her mouth. The rubber stretched her lips painfully, the oversized sphere filling her mouth to the point of discomfort. Drool immediately began to drip from the corners of her mouth, pooling on her chin. Emma’s eyes widened in shock, her muffled protests swallowed by the gag.

The mysterious Latina worked quickly, her movements efficient and practiced. She pulled Emma’s above her head, binding them tightly with a length of rope. Emma struggled, her breasts heaving with each frantic breath, but the woman’s strength was overwhelming. With a final tug, the Latina secured Emma’s wrist’s and ankles to the trunk of a nearby palm tree, the rough bark pressing against her bare skin and tight rope rubbed up her crotch.

Emma’s heart raced as she realized she was completely at the woman’s mercy. The Latina stepped back, admiring her handiwork with a smirk. “You look perfect my little bimbo ” she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

Emma gasped through the gag, her body arching as the rope heightened her arousal despite her fear. Her thighs trembled, and her pussy throbbed, the sensation humiliating.

“A man is coming to watch you,” she whispered. “When he’s ready, he’ll cum on you. And you’ll take it, won’t you?” Emma’s eyes widened further, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and desire. She tried to shake her head, but the gag and ropes held her firmly in place.

The Latina stepped back, her smirk widening as she admired Emma’s helpless form. “Struggle all you want, bonita. It only makes you look more delicious.” With that, she turned and walked away, leaving Emma alone with her thoughts and her growing arousal.

Emma writhed against her bonds, the rope biting into her wrists and pussy with every movement. Her breasts heaved with each labored breath, the gag muffling her moans into unintelligible sounds. Drool dripped steadily from her mouth, soaking her bit tits. The sun beat down on her, but she barely noticed, her mind consumed by the humiliation and the strange excitement coursing through her veins.

Minutes felt like hours as Emma waited, her body glistening with sweat and drool. The crotch rope kept her pussy exposed, the constant pressure a relentless reminder of her vulnerability. She could feel her arousal building, her clit throbbing against the rough fiber. The thought of a stranger watching her, using her as a canvas for his cum, sent a shiver down her spine.

Finally, the Latina returned, her expression unreadable. Without a word, she released Emma , leading her to a spot on the ground near the pool. Emma’s legs wobbled as she stood, her balance unsteady from her remaining restraints. The Women laid her down gently, positioning her so her bound body was fully exposed.

Emma’s heart pounded as she stared up at the sky, the gag still filling her mouth. She could hear footsteps approaching, heavy and deliberate. Her breath quickened as a figure came into view—a man, his features obscured by the bright sunlight. He stood over her, his presence looming, and Emma felt a surge of panic mixed with anticipation.

Emma’s eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen. 

Moments later, warm cum splattered onto Emma’s chest, coating her large perky breasts and dripping down her collar bone. 

Left alone, Emma lay on the ground, her body glistening with cum and sweat. The gag still filled her mouth, her drool mixing with the semen on her chest. Her pussy throbbed, the crotch rope a constant reminder of her helplessness. She felt exposed, used, and yet, inexplicably, she was on the edge of an orgasm she couldn’t deny.

She lifted Emma effortlessly, placing her on the float with her bound body on full display. The gag remained in her mouth, her drool dripping into the water as the float drifted lazily across the pool. Emma’s breasts bobbed with the motion, her cum-covered skin glistening in the sunlight.

The Latina woman stood at the edge of the pool, her smirk triumphant. “There you go, bimbo,” she said, her voice laced with satisfaction. “A trophy for all to see.”

Emma drifted helplessly, her pussy throbbing with unfulfilled desire. The cum on her skin began to dry, the scent of it mingling with the chlorine in the air. She felt like an object, a plaything, and yet, she couldn’t deny the thrill coursing through her veins. The party had begun, and she was the center of attention, bound, gagged, and cum-covered, a living testament to her captor’s dominance.