CheekyLuna loves her bondage, so wants a visit to her gunge tank with some surprise light bondage items, however light was missed off the memo, so instead a more extreme messy bondage scene has been prepared for her.

Wearing her casual black leggings and black "Brat Girl" t-shirt, she begins looking through the equipment which is going to be used on her. Picking out a familiar spreader bar, the next item she picks out she is more confused about. A short, bright pink straight jacket has been bought for her especially for this scene. Next she picks out some straps, not knowing how they are going to be used, then a bright pink ball gag knowing exactly how that will be used. A couple of pink scrunchies are next, then a remote controlled double vibrator, with separate control internally and for her clit. Next she pulls out a pair of small metal buckets. Her face drops when she sees that they have been attached to a pair of clover clamps for her nipples.

With a clap of her hands, she is instantly transformed (3:16). The spreader bar has been placed under her thighs and the sleeves of her straight jacket clipped to each end. The straps have been wrapped around her boobs then connected to her collar. Everything else is where you might expect it to be. She wiggles side to side, feeling the weight of the buckets alone pulling on her nipples. She looks up in horror at the thick yellow, green and blue gunge above her head. Her vibrator is turned, her moans muffled by her gag. As the patterns intensify so does the noises, as she begins drooling down her chin. She stares helplessly into the camera as the mixture of feelings within her build. She is brought close to orgasm a few times, but the vibrations are turned down before she can. In a final cruel twist, as the toy is left on max to let her orgasm, she squeezes it so hard she pushes it out, denying herself.

Regardless, the trigger is pulled and the gunge slowly begins to flow over her (7:13). Her head is engulfed within a few moments and the gunge slowly flows down her body. Inevitably, her boobs are next to be covered, and after a few moments, the gunge begins to drip from them filling the buckets. Her moans turn to squeals as her nipples take the considerable weight of the gunge, pushing her pain threshold to its limit.

Unable to move, all she can do is stay helplessly under the slow flow of gunge. Her screams constantly change as the buckets continue to be agitated by gunge dropping into them. She leans back to try and get some respite, but instead all that happens is her face gets slowly covered. The gunge over her gag quietens her down as she reaches the limit of what her body can take.

Now unbound and naked, but still very spacey (12:50), she reflects on what just happened. She cups her aching boobs, then gently rubs gunge over herself as she slowly shares a few thoughts.

A second camera captured the scene from the top of the tank.