1 word says it all with Yulia Catava: Entry. It’s her ultimate desire to submit to a power that is higher and locate something more. Some people today go once they believe looking for god. Yulia came searching for O.T.. She is a hot young thing. He would never turn her away. She looks so innocent and sweet in her gown, but she wouldn ' t have come to him begging to be put in her place if there were her true self. Her wrists are tied her wrists to her knees, to her ankles, leaving her awkwardly waiting for him to choose what to do with her next. He sucks on her while drilling and she knows better than to interrupt him. It isn't long until he turns his attention to her and silently starts to fancy upon her bondage. Her legs are spread wide by the rope. O.T. doesn't say a word as he moves about her and Yulia doesn't dare break the silence. She wonders to himself if he understands she isexposed the way she is. When she feels his hand slip between her thighs she doesn't even need to wonder anymore. He will feel her bliss throughout the panties that cover her and she understands it. She believed of being discovered the embarrassment is too much to endure, but now that it has happened she is so turned on with it. That’s the second O.T. knew he possessed her. Her senses had been helpless by her enthusiasm for bondage and she had hardly started. Everything after that only pushed on her deeper. Yulia let out a little gasp when most folks would scream at having their clothing cut away. While most women would yell at having their spine whipped, she just let out moans that are satisfied. The caning, that the humiliation, the feeling of helplessness and exposure, she knew they should make her conduct or beg for mercy, but all they did was make her increasingly horny until her eventual orgasm was the hardest and most satisfying of her life.
