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Trash Bag Bondage! 4 Sweaty MILFs Ball-tied & Vacuum-Sealed! Then Hosed Down!
The quivering quartet sit on the floor os the warehouse. Each of the girls, a brunette, a redhead, a blond and a silver-hair,is gagged with unforgiving industrial black duct tape. Their ankles are tied together and their wrists are bound behind their knees. All four are struggling and trying to free themselves, but they cant even see their bondage. Not because they're blindfolded, but because each of them is encased in a black garbage bag, held closed around their throat by an elastic collar.
It's August. In Florida. The temperature in the warehouse is flirting with three digits (Fahrenheit). Combine this with their exertion for escape and the girls are stating to sweat. The situation is unbearable. And it's about to get worse. At the moment, they have a modicum of mobility. That's about to change.
Their colossal captor enters with a vacuum hose. Sandra is the first to feel it's effects. He inserts the hose under her collar near her throat and almost instantly drains all the air from the bag, sucking it tight around her every curve, and eliminating any part of her that isn't immobile. The other girls all receive the same treatment. Leaving a third-dozen damsels. Vacuum-seal for freshness in the oppressive heat.
The next morning he comes back. Mercifully, he removes their restrictive wrapping revealing nearly nude bound beauties. He has to clean them up for delivery. A good dousing wit a hose makes for an easy task.
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A Trio of Struggling Girdle Bound Damsels in Distress Stretched out AOH in the Warehouse!
Classic bondage meets classic shapewear in this struggle-fest of three milf of all shapes and sizes. The tempting threesome have their wrists tied tight above their heads and their ankles anchored to the foot of the steel box spring. Unforgiving rope ladders it way up their stocking-ed and garter-ed legs, connecting to coils around their waits and terminating at a a chest harness. The parallel prisoners are kept quiet by cleave gags clamped between their teeth. Prepare to enjoy their energetic struggles from all angles!
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Two Ballgagged & Drooling, Pantyhosed MILFs Hogtied in the Auto Shop!
Sandra and AJ are completely helpless. The comely captives are totally topless and tightly tied on the concrete floor with their nylon-clad feet tethered to the bumper mounts of a 40 year old Ford. The ballgags are a tad too big, causing a free flow of drool down their chins. What little movement they have is removed when their wrists are tethered to their feet and the car (on screen). The pretty damsels in distress can do nothing but struggle as they await their fate…
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It's studio time for this dancer damsel! I make some high demands of my body, and I want to be able to continue to do so! That means time in the studio for stretching and exercise. I know how much you enjoy watching me and hearing my sounds; so I've set up the camera in what I hope will be some pleasing angles for you. Send me a note and let me know what you think! I'm wearing reinforced heel open foot tights, a teal leotard, raspberry pink chiffon wrap skirt, and ballet pink wrap sweater. First, I need to get my blood flowing; so I jog in place bringing my heels to my butt, working my calves. I transition to knee lifts and after a while stop and sigh and breathe. Rolling my shoulders individually forward and back. I hug myself and reach. I cross my arms behind my back and press into my chest. I roll my head, my hair falling around my face. I sigh with release, then swoop an arm up and over. I bend at the hips, keeping my back flat as I reach forward, my ass on display. Eventually releasing down to the ground, and over to center. I press my palms into the hardwood floor and shift my hips from side to side. Roll and breathe up. I adjust my leotard, and proceed to do some squats. First starting in a turned out foot position, then switching to a wide parallel. My breathing becoming slightly more labored by the end. I sigh and bend forward once again. Next up is a deep lunge. I flip my hair out of my face dramatically. Slowly lowering to a knee and leaning into the stretch. I focus my breathing, purposefully pushing the air out between my lips. I raise my foot and twist, reaching back, and let out a little gasp as modify the stretch once more. I close my eyes and moan, very focused on the moment. I transition to my next position, but first take a moment of recovery. Some butterfly stretching into a frog stretch. I shift around in my frog stretch, leaning forward and pressing back, arching my ass, pointing and flexing my feet, rolling my hips around slightly, cooing and moaning as I move. On my hands, on my elbows. Coming up to a table pose, I alternate between cat and cow stretches, and roll through my body clockwise and counter. Time for BUTT FLEXING! I alternately flex my ass cheeks to an unheard beat, and playfully lift my skirt for better viewing. Next up are some seated forward bends with pointed and flexed feet. My right foot and toes are bothering me, so I finger between my toes to work and stretch them individually. I coo as I change the song on my music device, and spread my legs wide. I lean forward with flexed feet, wiggling my toes, trying to relax, sighing through my breaths. I reach to the left and right. Finishing with a seated twist in both directions.
10:55 video
Buxom, Brutally Bound, Silk-Bloused Secretary Sandra Gagged Groped & XXXX by Lesbian Stalker Lisa!Strung-Up MILF Secretary Joined by her Office-Mates Tied Arms Overhead on Construction Site!
Continued from #1876
Both AJ and Ruth receive similar treatment as Sandra when they are dragged/hopped onto the building site and have their hand tethered high over their heads! Beautiful captives of all sizes abound as the three sexy, silky sirens try, in vain, to get free. How do you like your damsel in distress? A lithe brunette? A sexy curvy MILF? A Buxom Amazon Redhead? Why not all three?
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Triple Escape attempt for Pantyhose-clad MILF Captives! Brunette, Redhead and Silver Damsels in Distress!
The relative comfort of the old mattress on the warehouse floor was little comfort for the almost-nude trio of tied tarts lying upon it. With sponges taped deep inside their mouths, they couldn't utter a word, but didn't have to. They knew that now that they were left alone, they had to team up to escape!
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Model Call Hi-jinx! Vintage Vixens Girdle Bound & Gagged, Hogtied On Screen and Attempt Escape! Part 5 – Sandra, Caroline, AJ & Ruth!
Continued from last week!
1959, New York City. The classified ad in the New York Trades called for “Manhattan department store in search of female talent to model women’s foundations and undergarments. Call open to all shapes and sizes. No experience necessary. Call Diamond-7-3348 to schedule an interview.” Four gals responded to the ad:
Sandra Silvers. A buxom, silver haired housewife with womanly curves
Caroline Pierce. A waitress from downtown a round butt and a mane of long, dark hair
AJ Marion. A slim, struggling actress from the Midwest with huge eyes
Ruth Cassidy. A tall, redhead teacher from North Jersey with curls and massive tits.
The address was a run-down house that looked abandoned, but once inside the front room was clean, yet sparsely furnished. There were a few closed doors, a rack of lingerie and a broad-shouldered man sitting behind a desk.
The address wasn’t in town; it was several stops on the train going north out of the city. When each lady arrived, they filled out a form and were then asked to choose an outfit from the rack of girdles and take it into the changing room provided, then come out for test XXXX. But there was no photographer waiting. Instead, when each gal left the changing room, the man taking application was on her to quickly gag her mouth with a rag and tightly tie her up. She was then hopped into a sitting room and left to struggle. So as to not alert the neighbors, once the girl was deposited in the room, she was completely and thoroughly wrap-gagged (on screen with a close-up), after which the man would go to the changing room to collect her purse (and any cash in it) and clothes. Every hour, when the next gal arrived, she received the same treatment and the cycle started again.
After all four girls were bound and gagged, it was time for him to make his escape. At the end of the last episode, All on-screen, The quartet of quivering captives are laid on the floor, side by side and their relatively comfortable bondages were turned into hogties. Now, When they hear the door slam as he makes his getaway, all four try to help each other escape, but can they?
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Model Call Hi-jinx! Vintage Vixens Girdle Bound & Gagged On Screen Part 4 – Sandra, Caroline, AJ & Ruth!
Continued from last week!
1959, New York City. The classified ad in the New York Trades called for “Manhattan department store in search of female talent to model women’s foundations and undergarments. Call open to all shapes and sizes. No experience necessary. Call Diamond-7-3348 to schedule an interview.” Four gals responded to the ad:
Sandra Silvers. A buxom, silver haired housewife with womanly curves
Caroline Pierce. A waitress from downtown a round butt and a mane of long, dark hair
AJ Marion. A slim, struggling actress from the Midwest with huge eyes
Ruth Cassidy. A tall, redhead teacher from North Jersey with curls and massive tits.
The address was a run-down house that looked abandoned, but once inside the front room was clean, yet sparsely furnished. There were a few closed doors, a rack of lingerie and a broad-shouldered man sitting behind a desk.
The address wasn’t in town; it was several stops on the train going north out of the city. When each lady arrived, they filled out a form and were then asked to choose an outfit from the rack of girdles and take it into the changing room provided, then come out for test XXXX. But there was no photographer waiting. Instead, when each gal left the changing room, the man taking application was on her to quickly gag her mouth with a rag and tightly tie her up. She was then hopped into a sitting room and left to struggle. So as to not alert the neighbors, once the girl was deposited in the room, she was completely and thoroughly wrap-gagged (on screen with a close-up), after which the man would go to the changing room to collect her purse (and any cash in it) and clothes. Every hour, when the next gal arrived, she received the same treatment and the cycle started again.
The last to arrive was Ruth, who was placed in the room with the already bound and gagged Sandra, Caroline and AJ…
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Model Call Hi-jinx! Vintage Vixens Girdle Bound & Gagged On Screen Part 3 – Sandra, Caroline & AJ!
Continued from last week!
1959, New York City. The classified ad in the New York Trades called for “Manhattan department store in search of female talent to model women’s foundations and undergarments. Call open to all shapes and sizes. No experience necessary. Call Diamond-7-3348 to schedule an interview.” Four gals responded to the ad:
Sandra Silvers. A buxom, silver haired housewife with womanly curves
Caroline Pierce. A waitress from downtown a round butt and a mane of long, dark hair
AJ Marion. A slim, struggling actress from the Midwest with huge eyes
Ruth Cassidy. A tall, redhead teacher from North Jersey with curls and massive tits.
The address was a run-down house that looked abandoned, but once inside the front room was clean, yet sparsely furnished. There were a few closed doors, a rack of lingerie and a broad-shouldered man sitting behind a desk.
The address wasn’t in town; it was several stops on the train going north out of the city. When each lady arrived, they filled out a form and were then asked to choose an outfit from the rack of girdles and take it into the changing room provided, then come out for test XXXX. But there was no photographer waiting. Instead, when each gal left the changing room, the man taking application was on her to quickly gag her mouth with a rag and tightly tie her up. She was then hopped into a sitting room and left to struggle. So as to not alert the neighbors, once the girl was deposited in the room, she was completely and thoroughly wrap-gagged (on screen with a close-up), after which the man would go to the changing room to collect her purse (and any cash in it) and clothes. Every hour, when the next gal arrived, she received the same treatment and the cycle started again.
The third to arrive was AJ, who was placed in the room with the previously bound and gagged Sandra and Caroline…
9:23 video
Couple of High Heeled Captive Clubwear Clad Cuties Gagged and Groped!
He has a fulfilling career. When the nightclub is at its most raucous, he scopes out the female who he feels will earn him the most return on his investment. Tonight he hit the jackpot. A pair of sexy MILFs to please almost any buyer. One curvy and buxom, the other athletic and lithe. The pair are wheeled into loading dock of the club already bound and cleave gagged. Their long legs lashed together at ankles and knees and upper thighs creating a sexy but shelf to show off their assets. A cruel crotch rope reminds them not to struggle too much, and their arms tied tight behind their backs. First things first, those gag will never keep them quiet enough for transport. We get a close-up of the microfoam as it is wrapped around their mouths and heads sealing the cleave gag in. And now, to sample the goods. First, the curvy ones dress is pulled aside and between her massive breasts. They are quite a handful and will fetch quite a sum. Next the athletic one’s dress is pulled down to reveal pert, perky tits. Her nipples are firm, he knows a customer who will be particularly interested in that. The captives are left to wait while he pulls the delivery truck around to the overhead door… Damsel in Distress
9:46 video
Van Ride Turns to Bound & Gagged Nightmare For Clubwear Clad Cuties!
Backstory: Sandra and AJ needed a night off. Knowing this, they used a Super-ed a car to take them to the club. The moment they got there , he noticed both of them. The dancing duo were about the same height. One curvy and buxom, the other lithe and athletic. a sexy couple that checked off all the boxes. He kept his eye on them all night. It was his lucky night. The ladies stayed out a little longer, and perhaps had one or two drinks more, than they should have. And then it happened. The moment he'd been waiting for. Sandra pulled out her smart phone and he saw the familiar ride-share app open up. He knew this was his chance. His nondescript van was conveniently, and purposefully, near the entrance. Before Sandra was done with her phone he was already out the door. As soon as the girls got outside, he was waiting. "You Super-ed, ladies?" he asked. Sandra and AJ smiled and dutifully climbed in. Just as the door slides shut, a sedan pulls up behind the van looking for his fare that will never come.
Our video begins as the van is backing into the garage. We can hear muffled cries coming from behind the sheet metal. The doors open and we see our ladies. Their mouths are stuffed and duct tape is wrapped around their heads to keep it in. Their legs are bound together at ankles and knees. A cruel crotch rope digs into them at the waist and between their thighs. They are seated on the side of the cargo area and their arms are tied far above their heads. He removes each of the frantic fräulein from the van. He stands them up against the vehicle and tethers their wrists far above their heads to the roof rack, strictly stretching the lasses to their limit. He has deprived them of their freedom and now he intends on depriving them of their clothes. Sandra's is the first to go. The the slinky strapless dress was barely staying up in this position anyway, so he felt he was performing a kindness by unburdening her of it. Sandra didn't think so, and once the dress is removed, hoisting herself by her wrists, she pulls up her legs off the ground in an attempt to give him the business end of her heels as he moves along to AJ. He was big. She didn't expect him to be fast. So she was stunned when he catches her feet in mid air. Painfully dangling by her wrists and with her feet in his massive hand she is powerless when his other equally large hand crashed down on her round rump. The shock of the spank is instant, and lingers. She resolves to be more compliant. But AJ still has fight in her. She bucks and thrashes as her cuts apart her dress. He doesn't mind. He'll let them dangle overnight. That will wring the roil out of them.
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Nurse Lisa Gives Vivienne Aggressive Spanking Therapy as 3 Other Mummified MILFs watch!
Part 5 of 5
Continued from Update 0160
Vivienne is mummified kneeling in a wheelchair. She watched as each of her friends had to endure different, agonizing therapies and shook as she wondered what was in store for her. Nurse pushes her tray over to the nervous blond. She bends Vivienne over and using a pair of safety shears, removes the wrapping encasing Vivienne's beautiful round ass. Not needing any other instruments, Lisa pushes the cart away. This treatment can be administered by hand. Both hands infact. Lisa caresses Viv's exposed behind and then... CRACK! Lisa's palm plans on a butt cheek and the sting makes Viv's eyes water. It's the first of many smacks she'll have to endure, each gaining in intensity and frequency until her entire ass is bright red! You get close-ups of the uncut action to watch the red rise for yourself!
When Lisa is finished, she realizes one of the patients is missing... she thinks, "Now where could she have gotten off to..." The thought is interrupted by a hand being clamped over Lisa's mouth as she's dragged away.
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Nurse Lisa Gives Extreme Foot Tickling Therapy to Mummified , Barefoot MILF as 3 Other Mummified MILFs watch!
Part 4 of 5
Continued from Update 0159
"Well, this one makes sense, " Lisa thinks to herself as she peruses the chart, "...after all, laughter IS the best medicine". as she walks over to poor AJ, who is mummified and seated in a wheelchair, her legs propped up putting her bare feet in easy reach. AJ mmmphhs and coos at the nurse, and for a moment , thinks she is being spared. Lisa removes the gag from around AJ's mount and head. and immediately AJ begs to be let go. But her pleas fall on deaf ears. Lisa has a job to do. And that job is to administer Extreme Foot Tickling Therapy to this patient. The only way to know if the therapy is working is to be able to hear the laughter and squeals from the patient, so fore the duration, AJ will remain un-gagged. Lisa attacks AJ's bare soles and between her toes with fingernails and even a toothbrush, between and during laughs and screams AJ pleads for mercy, but she's going to get a full measure of treatment for the prescribed amount of time no matter what! Mummified Vivienne looks on with wide eyes as Sandra continues to endure her mummified orgasms and Ruth concentrates on her nipple agony. After the treatment is over AJ is Re-gagged. Lisa then checks the chart for her last patient...Vivienne Velvet...
Next:
Part 5 Vivienne Velvet - Aggressive Corporal Punishment through Spanking Therapy
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Nurse Lisa Gives Severe Breast Torture Therapy to Mummified Big-titted Amazon Redhead as 3 Mummified MILFs watch!
Part 3 of 5
Continued from Update 0158
This is a tall order, literally. At nearly six feet in bare feet, the long legged, massively mammaried Amazon redhead Ruth's glorious globes are at the perfect height for Nurse Lisa to theXXXXutically punish. Lisa begins with her hands, aggressively kneading Ruth's bountiful breasts. Ruth thinks to herself, "this isn't so bad...", then suddenly "OH MY GOD!" as Lisa clamps Ruth's nipples unmercifully between thumbs and forefingers. Ruth's eyes begin to tear up at the sensation. List in unrelenting. The nipple torture continues with Lisa's fingers and teeth, eventually leading to stainless steel Thai sticks and eventually topped off with aligator clamps. Ruth can barely move and screams into her gag at each increased level. She pulls at Ruth nipples, scratches at her tits. Ruth busks and moans into her gag, but can not get away. The other patients look on with a combination of XXXX and excitement. the timer goes off and Lisa decides to leave the clamps in place as she moves onto her next patient, the lithe AJ Marion...
Next:
Part 4 AJ Marion - Extreme Foot Tickling Therapy
Followed by
Part 5 Vivienne Velvet - Aggressive Corporal Punishment through Spanking Therapy
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Nurse Lisa Gives Bondage Orgasm Therapy to Mummified MILF Sandra as 3 Mummified MILFs watch!
Part 2 of 5
Continued from Update 0157
Nurse Lisa looks at her chart. The first of her four patients is Sandra. Intense Bound Orgasm Therapy. She pushes her rolling tray of instruments over the struggling, curvy captive in the hospital bed. Sandra is completely encased. Her bare feet, pleading eyes and impressive tits are all that are exposed. Lisa examines the patient, takes her vitals and decides the best course of action. She uses safety scissors to cut a triangle out of the wrap right above Sandra's pussy, just big enough to insert the business end of an eight-speed vibrator. She makes Sandra endure an orgasm on each speed. All the while Lisa her patients beautiful boobs with her lips and tongue. Once the wand as exhausted its speeds, it's time for some digital stimulation of the clitoris. The whole time the other mummified patients, Ruth, AJ and Vivienne, watch in a panic as their asylum sister is worked over. Lisa slips her left hand through the opening int he wrap, finds Sandra's clit and generously massages it, causing Sandra to climax again and again. All the while Lisa is using her free hand to grope the helpless patient. Sandra bucks and writes and collapses into the bed. This has been a successful therapy. Lisa has one more instrument left. A traditional chrome vibrator. She nests it inside Sandra's labia and turns it on low. That will keep Sandra in a constant state of orgasm while Lisa attends to her other patients. Let's see, who's next. Ah, the tall redhead with massive tits, Ruth Cassidy.
Next:
Part 3 Ruth Cassidy - Severe Breast Torture Therapy
Followed by
Part 4 AJ Marion - Extreme Foot Tickling Therapy
Part 5 Vivienne Velvet - Aggressive Corporal Punishment through Spanking Therapy
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FOUR Plastic & Vet-Wrapped MILFs Mummified in the Hospital Exam Room
Part 1 of 5
At The Silverdale Clinic we take pride in innovative and effective services we offer. Each patient is treated as an individual and all treatments are custom designed to the patient's specific aptitude and tolerances. After an intense, prolonged session of enhanced immobilization therapy, the needs of the particular patient is question is integrated into an intense regimen directed stimulation. For example, take these four subjects. Each has been completely stripped naked, immobilized and silenced with medical grade plastic wrap and adhesive gauze. The only parts of them not restrained is their bare feet, exposed breasts and faces (except for their gagged mouths, of course) The loss of control is disconcerting to the subject and each struggles to remove themselves from the situation. Let us observe them as they aggressively try, in vain, to free themselves.
Each of the four is aware that they are about to be administered an intense treatment by Nurse Lisa Harlotte, which we will also observe in the next four installments of this series.
Next:
Part 2 Sandra Silvers - Intense Bound Orgasm Therapy
Followed by:
Part 3 Ruth Cassidy - Severe Breast Torture Therapy
Part 4 AJ Marion - Extreme Foot Tickling Therapy
Part 5 Vivienne Velvet - Aggressive Corporal Punishment through Spanking Therapy
13:53 video
Part 8 of 8 of an 8-MILF, Movie-Length, Mini-Series Event!
This Episode: MINI_SERIES FINALE! Caroline Captured, Making 8 Bound & Gagged MILFs Loaded into the Van!
Previous Episode: Crazy Captor AJ Becomes Comely Captive #7 once KO'd by Caroline! All On-Screen!
All on Screen - Caroline is pretty proud of herself. She had conned AJ into assisting in the nabbing of all the other ladies in the office. Once those six were all tightly tied up, gagged and topless, Caroline betrayed her helper and made it seven. The contact was for eight, but she is sure her buyer will be pleased with seven. Besides, Caroline will be able to retire nicely on 87.5% of the price. As Caroline is making one last check of the knots on the secured secretaries in septuplicate (look it up ;-) She hears the van pull up just on the other side of the steel overhead doors. They're right on schedule! The door flies open and silhouetted in the sunlight is the buyer, Ben, a blond broad, bearded brute in black and boots. Caroline is proud and happy to see him. But she's concerned. He's not smiling. He counts out the beautiful booty of, um, booty and realizes Caroline is one gal short. Caroline assures him that seven is a good haul and he pleasantly assures her that he isn't going to worry about it. She's so relieved when he heads back to the van to open the sliding side door. She sure dodged that one and now she'll be rewarded for her efforts. With a sweet-smelling rag over her face. Once his strong arms were around her she probably wouldn't have been able to break free anyway, but with her consciousness slipping away, it becomes a certainty. It's lights out for our enticing entrepreneur. The contract was for eight. He has no intention of leaving, with anything less. With plenty of time to tightly tie the final piece of this awesome octadic, Her blouse is torn open for a quick peek and grope. This rouses Caroline and she is awake and aware as the rag is shoved into her mouth and, just like her seven sisters, microfoam tape is wrapped around her head to seal it in. With his eight topless trophies ready for pickup, he enlists the help of his sidekick to load the lovelies into the lorry. Starting with Ruth and continuing to Sandra, AJ, Samantha, Jackie, Lisa, Caroline and finally Vivienne, each pretty prize is lifted and carried into the waiting van. Caroline came through. Unfortunately, she'll be unavailable for future contracts.
Starring: Sandra Silvers, Ruth Cassidy, Samantha Grace, Lisa Harlotte, Jackie Christianson, Vivienne Velvet, Caroline Pierce, AJ Marion
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Barefoot, Damsel-in-Distress Trio Attempt Escape, Ultimately Betray each Other...
The three tied tarts thought they were in this together. Spirited away to the corner of a dusty warehouse, the gang of gagged girls struggle mightily to try to escape the terrifically taught ropes tethering their wrists and elbows to their ankles and knees. They soon realize the only avenue to escape is teamwork. AJ is the first to relieve herself of the rough ropes. But instead of helping her confined compatriots, she leaves them to their cinched situation. The remaining pair of pretties in peril combine their efforts to elicit themselves from the ever-tightening encumbrances, but only one of them achieves the goal and bolts for the door, leaving the other to fend for herself!
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Lovely Ladies Lashed Together with Leather, Harness-Gags Held High Above Their Heads!
Beautiful asses are on display when pretty MILFs Sandra & AJ are strapped together kneeling face-to-face!
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A Bevy of Bound MILF Broads in Ballgowns Held Hostage in Abandoned Trailer!
The three seductive dames were intent on ringing in the new year in style. It was a night out at a downtown club full of dancing and libations and then more dancing and even more libations. The bartender had been watching the three all night. A curvy, buxom , silver-haired seductress, a huge-titted amazon redhead and a long brunette gymnast. His mind ran wild about the fun he could have with any of them...or maybe all three. As the last seconds counted down until the clock struck twelve, he provided the tumultuous threesome champagne, on the house. None of them were in a state to notice the slightly "off" taste...
It's morning on January first. the sun is peeking through the dingy windows of the old mobile home. Bare light bulbs dangle from the aluminum ceiling. Around the pole and railing separating the paneled living room from the step-up ramshackle kitchen are our three sexy revelers, completely tied up and wrap gagged. They furiously fight to try to free themselves before whoever did this to them returns!
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Nabbed Secretaries Sandra & AJ Chairtied, Wheeled Into Basement, Gagged on Screen!
First was Sandra. Kneeling on her office chair and tightly tied to it, we watch as her captor adds aggressive mouth packing of an entire bandanna deep into her maw, sealing it in with coils of vetwarp completely around her head and over her mouth. As she struggles, her co-worker, AJ, is pushed in. Shes balltied in her chair, with her feet high off the ground. We get to see as she receives the same gag treatment as Sandra. The gals are left alone to struggle. Eventually, the brute returns to retrieve them for the "office party" he has planned!
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Part 7 of 8 of an 8-MILF, Movie-Length, Mini-Series Event!
This Episode: Crazy Captor AJ Becomes Comely Captive #7 once KO'd by Caroline! All On-Screen!
Previous Episode: Long-Legged European Seductress Becomes 6th Sexy Slave! All On-Screen!
All on Screen - AJ and Caroline stand proudly over their handiwork. On the floor before them is a hexad sexy struggling secretaries all tightly tied up and topless. Looking at the inventory bound and gagged beauties before her, thoughts of all the money this sale will generate are running though AJ's head. Caroline is thinking the same thing, but instead of surveying the restrained MILFs on the floor, her attention is squarely on AJ... Soon-to-be captive number seven.In a flash, Caroline's arm is around AJs neck! The thoughts of easy-street are instantly replaced with the harsh reality of betrayal. Now Caroline get to sell seven sirens for a higher price without the inconvenience of splitting it two ways. WIth AJ's throat in the crook of Caroline's elbow, there is no way the lithe loud-mouth will be able to shake loose. Caroline locks her one arm in place with her other and the XXXXer-hold is complete. It's only a matter of time before AJ succumbs to the grabble and goes XXXX. As the horrified half-dozen of helpless hotties looks on, Caroline begins to tie the dormant damsel. Just as the final knot is being fixed, AJ awakens. Being bound and gagged hasn't made her any less amenable, or quiet. That's OK, though, Caroline wasn't expecting her to be, and it makes gagging AJ all the more pleasurable. A rag is stuffed into AJs maw and, just as each of the struggling sorority before had, Micro foam tape is wrapped around and around her head sealing it in. AJ is placed on the pretty pile of topless tied tarts. She is to share in their fate. Now all Caroline has to do is wait for the buyers to arrive. They won't mind that Caroline is only delivering seven of the agreed upon eight ladies....right?
Next Week: Caroline Captured, Making 8 Bound & Gagged MILFs Loaded into the Van!
Starring: Sandra Silvers, Ruth Cassidy, Samantha Grace, Lisa Harlotte, Jackie Christianson, Vivienne Velvet, Caroline Pierce, AJ Marion
20:32 video
4 Hooded, Hogtied Hotties Hoisted & Gagged on Screen! Blonde, Brunette, Redhead & Silver!
The quaking quartet lie, hogtied on a filthy mattress in the hot, dark warehouse. All garments have been removed except for their silky pantyhose/tights. The only thing they are wearing (with the exception of a great deal of rope) is a cloth sack over their heads, held on by a rope cleaved through their teeth. The brutish captor arrives and the thought of some relief flutters about their minds. It is fleeting. Instead, one by one, he removed their hoods and stuff their mouths with an entire sponge, and sealing it in with many over-the-hair wraps of clear packaging tape. He can see that this batch of beauties are strugglers. He'll have a hard time keeping them corralled with them wriggling all over the warehouse. He adds a rope tether to each of their chest harnesses, and hoists them up to a hook far above. Physics being a harsh mistress, she compels the captive cuties to sandwich together, their sweat-soaked bodes adding extra resistance to their perilous predicament!
11:04 video
Super Struggling as Two MILF Damsels in Lingerie Left Hogtied on the Coffee Table!
Sandra and AJ are in a predicament. Long, athletic AJ is hogtied inside and to the coffee table while curvy, buxom Sandra is hogtied atop it. Clad in lacy lingerie with pantyhose under their stockings and garters, they are a fetching display of helpless femininity. Both gals have an aggressively big cloth gag holding another cloth inside their mouths. The ropes are tight. The struggling is energetic. The situation is hopeless.
11:47 video
Starring: AJ Marion & David Andrews
This pink pet is hoping to make you purr! I’m wearing a bright pink bra, pantie, and garter set, a pair of latte backseam stockings, and bright pink 6” sandals. I sigh and breath purposefully as I walk in my stilettos a little unsteady.
“What you’re experiencing now is called ‘torture standing.’” David states.
I laugh. “Oh my god. The sides of legs are screaming at me. Not the upper...it’s not my shins, and it’s not my calves. It’s the side. Yeah.” I explain to David as he massages my leg a little with one hand.
“Oh there’s more.” I realize as I hear the jingling of metal. David wraps the white leather strap around my elbows, cinching it tightly.
“Oh that’s just brutal is what that is. You’re welcome.” he tells me.
“Thank you?” I reply.
He turns me around and checks the distance between my elbows. Lots of audible, intentional breathing. I prepare myself for a large pair of white satin panties to be crammed into my mouth. David makes sure to push the panties into my cheeks. Then, white vetwrap is wound around my head, locking my lips in a permanent O position. I whine and sigh.
David grabs me by the throat and maneuvers me around, inspecting me. He seats me in a nearby chair. I groan loudly with relief after standing in the torturous heels. David returns with another leather strap.
“Okay. Let’s get your legs all nice and tightly strapped. And then, you can sit there and suffer in the chair for my amusement.”
“Mmmhmm.” I coo back.
I whimper as I begin to wriggle around in my bondage. I mewl and strain and stretch, suffering for the onlooker’s pleasure. I sling my legs up over the chair arm, showing a long line of body. Eventually, I make my way down to the floor on my knees, presenting my posterior. I wiggle my ass and lift my feet in the air. I shimmy around on my knees, turning around once again. Finally, I knee crawl my way over to you, settling between your legs to languish.
Keywords: pink pet, lingerie, high heels, pantyhose, tights, stockings, garters, suspenders, vetwrap, wrap around gag, submissive, bdsm, leather straps
14:05 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Madalynn Raye
I went into the studio to practice for the upcoming theater production I’ve been cast in when I’m accosted by the studio owner, Madalynn Raye. She binds my elbows and wrists and leads me into one of the unused green rooms. She pushes me down on the couch and begins questioning me. I attempt to answer her inquiries, though not understanding where this behavior is coming from. She informs me that my last three payments to her have not cleared. I apologize, as I had no idea, and tell her that I’ll make sure to pay her right away. She’s not hearing any of it! She rubs her hands over my bound arms; then notifies me that more bondage is in store for me.
“But, then you won’t get paid… because I’ll be tied up.” I try to dissuade her.
“Yeah, but my heart will be full, and that’s really, all I need.” she responds with a slight smile. “Revenge.”
She grabs a couple more bundles of rope as I try and continue to apologize and explain. Clearly fed up with my excuses, she wanders over and retrieves a pink pillow gag. She crams the squishy gag into my mouth and fidgets with the strap adjusting the tightness to her preference, and my discomfort. She admires her work for a moment before sitting down and unfurling another piece of rope. I carry on attempting to explain myself and assure Madalynn that I will pay her through my gag.
“I’m sure you will. But, I just have a rage in my heart right now, and I need to satisfy it… by taking out my aggression on you.” she says almost sweetly.
I continue attempting to convince Madalynn to change her course of action, but she will not be dissuaded. She finishes tying my ankles and caresses my legs. She then shakes the final piece of rope at me.
“There’s still more.” she states flatly.
“There is more. I don’t think I need it.” I mumble.
“You don’t think so? I think you do because these legs just look so unbalanced, and we know as a dancer it’s all about balance and aesthetic, right?” she teases. “You have to look good.”
Madalynn binds my legs together just above my knees, then leaves me to check the phones. I wiggle and squirm and shimmy in my bonds. The ropes are very tight and don’t seem to be budging at all. I writhe around on the couch, rubbing my nylon clad legs together, hoping the ropes might slip down.
Madalynn returns with a single short length of rope. She helps me move to the floor on my belly, and gives me a few swats me on the ass for a job well done.
“Do you do this a lot?” I query. “Ah, not as often as you’d think, but I’ve definitely perfected my craft over the years.” she replies.
“I can tell.” I whine back.
Madalynn pulls me up into a hogite, pats me on the head, and leaves me to consider how I’m going to pay her. I roll around on the carpet, pulling and straining against my restraints. I moan and whimper and kick my feet. I wonder when she’s coming back…
Keywords: ass, bit gag, damsel in distress, DID, dancer damsel, gag, gag talk, g/g bondage, leotard, rope bondage, spandex, tights
17:01 video
Starring: AJ Marion & Ben
My wrists are tied behind me and secured around my waist. A red bandanna cleave gag fills my mouth, and I grunt and whimper through it. Ben drags me over towards a table, and I struggle against him. He easily lifts me up and places me on top of the table. I kick my feet helplessly in the air, my shoes lost long ago. Once on the table, he unties the rope around my waist, and then tethers me to the pole at my back. I tug on the ropes and look around frightened. Ben explores my body with his hands, groping my ass, face, and breast. I watch in fear as a drill is plunked onto the table. I squeak as Ben tests out the drill, bringing it noisily to life. I squeal as the cleat is screwed into the wood and finger at the ropes behind me hoping to get something to release. The brute pulls my legs out, then turns to retrieve a piece of rope. I pull my legs up again, bringing them as close to my body as I can. He returns and roughly drags out my legs once again, and makes quick work of binding my ankles. I continue to tug on my wrist rope. My ankles bound, Ben turns his attention to my dress, pulling it up showing my control top. A tool box is brought forth. Ben tosses out several tools, a hacksaw, wrench, saw… pausing briefly to consider a pair of pliers before also chucking them away. I shriek and wail as each implement is flung aside. He finally finds what he is looking for, a box cutter.
Ben shoves the toolbox to the side and reaches up grabbing a handful of my dress. He slices the fabric apart, grips each side, and rips the top of my dress revealing my tits. Ben finishes shredding my dress, leaving me merely in a thong and pantyhose. The remnants of my dress hang from my arms. He pushes all the tools off the table, and they clatter to the floor loudly. Ben stretches my legs out once more and gets another length of rope. This time he cinches the rope just below my knees. Ben’s hands roam my body briefly before even more rope is wound around my thighs. I lean as far away from him as possible as he crams his hand between my legs. Displeased with my positioning, he grabs me harshly by the back of the neck and places me against the pole again. The brute then severely tightens the cinch on my thigh rope drawing a yelp from me.
Ben finishes removing the rest of my dress and sets it aside. The rope wrapped around the pole is untied, and I am lifted and maneuvered further down the table and onto my stomach. A length of rope is looped through my ankle rope and secured to the cleat, requiring me to point my toes. My tops of my feet press firmly into the hard wood. The heels and toes of my pantyhosed feet are filthy. My wrist rope is finally looped through a cleat above my head on the pole, pulling my arm straight up rather stringently. Ben’s hands wander over my body, lingering on my butt. The box cutter is produced from a pocket and used to pierce my pantyhose. They are then pulled apart and peeled down exposing my posterior.
Ben rubs his hands over my bare flesh, giving my butt and back and few light swats. Next, a bundle of rope is used to subject me to stinging strikes on my skin. Finally, the flat of the saw blade smacks with a slight staccato. Done amusing himself with his poor plaything for now, Ben walks away from me, and turns off the lights as he leaves. I’m left to struggle and screech in the dark.
Keywords: ass, panties, cleave gag, clothing destruction, DID, feet, gag, pantyhose, rope bondage, thong, topless, rough body play
8:22 video
Starring: AJ Marion & John Marsh
I’m walked between some trees and quickly put in a strappado. A swat to the ass makes me jump and squeal, and then a bright red ballgag is crammed in my mouth. John swiftly ties a cuff on each ankle, and secures them to the trees. My legs are pulled wide and held apart. Finally, a tight crotch rope digs into my pelvis and is fastened to a tree limb behind me.
I struggle and strain in my stressful bindings trying to find even a little bit of relief from the posture. I whimper and cry through my gag. Grunting with the effort of every movement. After some time, John returns to torment me further, unbuttoning my shiny satin blouse and exposing me. He changes the tree one of my ankles is secured to, and leaves me to languish.
Keywords: damsel in distress, DID, gal Friday, bare legs, barefoot, ballgag, shorts, crotch rope, outdoor bondage
21:42 video
“I've got some rope for you..” Lizz tells me as she unbundles a length of rope.
“I'm excited about that rope for me.” I respond.
She ponders what she'd like to do to me and where she will begin. I kick my feet and playfully drag my finger tips up my body. I hop off the desk and twirl in place ending by offering my wrists in front of me. A huge grin fills my face as I am told “Nope. Nope. Nope.” and I turn around.
“Be a good girl.” Lizz demands.
She cinches down my elbows, and promptly moves on to bind my wrists.
“They are in fact laying against one another quite flatly.” I remark regarding my forearms.
“You did it to yourself.” Lizz informs me. “Yes, you already had your arms like that. I just applied rope. Abracadabra.”
“Look! A self tying AJ!” I exclaim.
Lizz and I continue to exchange quips and discuss my future. I wiggle and meow and eye Lizz mischievously. She decides to add one more piece of rope to my forearms.
Next up, a bright yellow bandana is shoved into my mouth. Lizz crams the cloth into my cheeks.
“You're a chipmunk.” she gestures and repeats for me, “I am a chipmunk...”
I squeak back the phrase the best I can through the muffling gag. Finally, electrical tape is wound around my head securing the fabric in place.
“So you just want me to wrap your whole head right?”...”Right...” Lizz teases. I cheep and squeal.
“Wrapping AJ's head, really tight, with thin electrical tape...”
“I mean...that sounds pretty appealing...” Lizz smirks. She attempts to get me to agree.
I maneuver around on the desk as Lizz indicates eventually ending up with my stomach against the hardwood. I arch my back and lift my ass in the air to provide Ms Andrews easier access to my leg. She frog ties each limb hooking the cinch over my high heel. I breath and coo as I endure and settle into my bondage. A final piece is coiled around the balls of my feet and looped through my forearm wrap, securing me in a hogtie. I slide and squirm, exploring my bonds as Lizz looks on.
“Wiggle wiggle.” she instructs me, and I do my best to comply and please.
lingerie, stockings, garters, garter belt, high heels, pantyhose, nylons, corset, pumps, girl tying girl, satin panties, bra
12:05 video
As a dancer and bondage bunny, I am constantly working to maintain and increase my flexibility. What better way to develop that than with bondage flexibility training sessions!
For this session, I find myself stretched and spread on a wooden workbench. Rope encircling my ankles pulls my legs back and apart, leaving me uncomfortable and exposed. The cuffs securing my wrists hold me down and forward. My maneuverability significantly impaired, I swing my long legs side to side from the hips. I flex and point my feet, wiggling my toes, attempting to gain even the slightest relief at the tiniest of adjustments. Moans and gasps pour from my lips as I endure my affair. Writhing in my restraints, I pendulum my legs pursuing a pause in the relentless wrenching of my groin. I lay back, closing my eyes, bringing my focus inward. My lips pursed as I audibly exhale. My chest heaves with the breaths and my effort.
After a time, Ben enters and fills my mouth with a bright red ballgag. My predicament continues and the squirming increases in frequency until I am constantly wriggling some small part of me.
Keywords: leotard, bare legs, wrinkled soles, barefoot, consensual
12:56 video
“Why did you have to do this? This isn’t very neighborly.” Madalynn complains as she is brought into the room partially bound with her elbows behind her.
“Neighborly… yeah, I really don’t care. You see, you come strutting into the office with your bible and your religion and bringing all that shit in.” I say as I sit next to her, crossing my legs. “You’re welcome to believe those things and live your life that way.
“You’re damn right I am.” she interjects.
“But don’t bring that shit into the office. You check that shit at the door. Because none of us want to hear about it. None of us want to hear about it.” I tell her.
“But, it is my job to help save.” she responds astounded. “And you clearly...”
“No. It is your JOB to do the filing.” I interrupt. “It is your JOB to type out the memos and letters and things that I give you. Go ahead struggle as much as you want sweetheart, you’re not getting out.” I shrug at her. “That is your job. It is not your job to SAAAAVE people in this office. You can save the masses outside of those doors.” I inform her.
“But my job is to be everywhere and to do what I’m supposed to.” she says emphatically.
“Yeah, umm… did you read your job description before you, you know, applied?” I inquire as I retrieve a piece of cloth and a roll of microfoam tape.
“No, it was just filing. I know how to do that. It’s basic.” she practically scoffs.
“So, your job is filing?!” I point out.
She blinks back at me considering.
“But the Lord...” she begins, “has a job for me to do...”
“But the Lord… the Lord has a job, for you, to do, and it’s, to shut your pie hole.” I almost whisper as I cram a the cloth into her mouth. “Yeah. It’s to shut your pie hole. Yeah. Keep those right there… because if you spit them out on the floor I’m going to pick them up and I’m going to stick them back in your mouth. I might like..” I trail off and stamp my foot on the floor, grinding the ball of my shoe into the carpet. “a little bit first.”
“Mmmphhmmmm…” Madalynn complains through the cloth.
“I don’t even know what you just said, but you can be pissed off.” I tell her as I peel some tape free and press it firmly against her face, locking in the fabric filling her mouth.
“Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.” I sing quietly as she protests. The microfoam muffling her mumbling.
“If you’re not nice, if you struggle a bunch, I’m going to get this alllllll fucking over your hair in various places and make sure it wraps up in between the layers and shit. I can do whatever I want. See this is company time, company hours, and right now your job description…” I push her head away from me as I continue to wrap the tape around it. She complies while still complaining. “Thank you... is to sit here and take it. And learn what it is that we want from you in this office. And mostly I want you to answer the phone. I want you to do the typing that I give you. I want you to file stuff.” I continue as Madalynn protests.
I smooth the last of the tape into place, and cup Madalynn’s face in my hands going over my work. Then, I lean in and place a kiss on her gagged mouth, leaving a light pink lipstick mark on the white microfoam.
She squawks repeatedly giving her scorn for my salaciousness sound.
“And what I don’t want you to do, is bring all of that religion up in here.” I remind her once again as I retrieve another bundle of rope from the desk.
“Hmmm, yeah, are you unhappy? You look unhappy. You real cute with that little kiss mark on your face though. So unhappy. Guess what? I think that you could use some more rope. And I want you to know that if you struggle a whole bunch, it’s probably going to make me fuck this up and make it tighter than it needs to be. But, you’re welcome to do that. If you want to make that bed.” I caution Madalynn as I bind her ankles together. She shimmies her shoulders and grumbles her grievances.
“So I just want you to think about what your JOB is in this office, and what your job is when you’re outside of the office. You know, see I’m not telling you you can’t be religious. I’m not telling you you can’t try and save people, I guess from themselves. Is that what you’re saving them from? You’re not saving them from anything useful probably.” I roll my eyes.
“God Loves You!” I mock.
Madalynn whines through her gag, trying to communicate with me.
“Yeah. Okay.” I dismiss.
She wiggles and shimmies and gripes.
“Go ahead, make your case. Make your case. That’s fine.” I finish securing her ankles and begin running my hands up her pantyhose clad legs. She squeals and pulls her legs away.
“Oh you don’t like that? You’re not going to like this either.” I disclose as I push her skirt up her thighs, exposing more of her legs.
“Such a chaste girl! Ah! Ah!” I exclaim, posing with my hands in mock shock over my mouth with my knees together, then spreading my legs wide, flashing the gusset of my pantyhose. Madalynn’s eyes widen with condemnation, and she criticizes me even though her cork.
“I think she called me a harlot.”
“You did…”
“Well, I’m going to leave you like this for a little bit, and if you’re a good girl, I’ll come back, and I’ll let you out. But, if you’re not then, I don’t know. I might add some more rope. We’ll see. Have fun sweetheart.” I say as I leave her.
Madalynn stretches out her long legs. Her patent pumps creak as they rub against one another during her struggles. She eventually looses a heel to the floor, but continues pointing and flexing her foot in her attempts to wriggle free.
“Let’s see… this is your favorite book, right?” I ask as I sit next to her once more holding a bible. “Your favorite book. We’ll have a little lesson right here.” I ponder as I idly open to a random place in the bible. “Yeah, I really just don’t see the appeal.” I consider, flipping to another page.
Madalynn grunts and groans through her gag grumpily, clearly displeased with me. I shut the book loudly.
“I don’t know. I got nothing.” I stare at her, trying to comprehend what she is endeavoring to say.
“You know I usually do pretty good with gag talk, and this one… yeah, nah, I think you need to enunciate better.” I giggle at her as I wander away to discard the bible and gather another piece of rope.
“Oh goodness! Well, I think, that you still seem pretty ornery. And that, you probably haven’t really learned your lesson so… down on the floor.” I point down at the carpet and wait for Madalynn to comply. “Yeah, down on the floor. I’m going to make this… way more unpleasant for you.” I confess.
Madalynn begins to slide down from the couch carefully.
“I’ll even help you if you want.” I reach out toward her, placing a hand on one shoulder.
“Mmm mmm mmm!” she objects sharply.
“Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me! Oooooh…” I taunt as I poke Madalynn over and over again randomly.
She grunts once loudly at me.
“On your belly. Go on.” I gesture to the floor once again.
Madalynn falls onto her side, loosing her other high heel.
“Oh, you lost another shoe. Poor thing.” I criticize as Madalynn maneuvers herself prone.
“Aww, good job!” I praise. “See I hired you because you were so good at following directions.” I uncoil my rope.
“Now let’s see if you can follow this direction. To leave... your personal beliefs…” I loop the rope around her ankle cinch, walk forward on my knees, and lean down with my face near hers. “...at home.”
She groans and glares at me, but I pay it little attention and continue fastening her hogtie rope. I notice that the ends are even, and take the time to correct the issue. She wiggles her butt, lifts her torso off the ground, and mewls into the microfoam.
“It’s unfair. It’s unfair. But, I’m the boss.” I declare and then notice that her ankle tie has come loose. “I’m going to have to fix this now. You made this rope loose. We can’t have that! We don’t want your ankles coming free.” I remark as I begin retying Madalynn’s ankles. She snivels and squirms. “You’re angry. You’re upset. This is unfair. I didn’t do anything. You’re a slut. You’re a harlot. I got ya. I got ya.” I resume fastening the hogtie rope. “Oh this is so hard. Oh I’m so stressed. Oh.” I tease.
Madalynn grumbles in a gravely fashion through her gag.
“I found somewhere to secure it. I don't know how well it’s going to hold. You may be able to pop out. We’ll see what happens.”
Madalynn flexes her toes, drawing my attention, and I can’t resist tickling her nylon clad feet. She squeals with aversion as I rub my hands on her legs. I mimic her whining as I lift her skirt to her hips and begin smacking her exposed ass. Madalynn thrashes around. I pick up her pumps and place them in front of her face, chuckling softly.
“Here are your shoes.” I gently swipe Madalynn’s bangs to one side as I stand and leave her. “Well, you just think about this now. About what your job is.”
Madalynn grunts and groans with her efforts. She rocks on her hips and rolls onto her side, pulling her knees towards her chest. This does nothing to free her, and merely draws the rope between her butt cheeks. She whimpers and eventually flips over to her back, pinning her bound arms beneath her. She thrusts her hips up repeatedly, swiveling them at the apex. She eventually rotates over onto her other side, moving her mouth minutely in the microfoam with muffled mewlings. She finally flips back onto her stomach, arching high into the air. She flounders around on the floor furious with the fix she’s in.
Keywords: gal Friday, secretary, bondage, rope, microfoam tape gag, pantyhose, tights, nylons, high heels, pumps, upskirt, gusset, sheer, damsel in distress, DID, mouth stuffing, gag talk
12:52 video
Starring: AJ Marion, Madalynn Raye, & David Andrews
David begins by cramming a large white cloth into my mouth and wrapping vetwrap around my head. I sigh as I settle into the gag. Next, Madalynn receives the same treatment, giving wide eyes.
I slide my arms into the leather armbinder, and wiggle my ass as David tightens the lacing on the snug armbinder. Several shine lines gleam down my cecilia de rafael pantyhose. Once laced and snapped in place, I explore my bonds and rub the leather binder over my body.
Madalynn absently caresses the shiny pantyhose adorning her legs before sliding her arms into a matching armbinder. Once she is also snapped and snug, I join her and we begin wiggling and writhing against one another. We rub the leather binders over our own bodies and each other.
Madalynn gestures for me to bend over and present my butt to her. I comply, while also pulling my bound arms up and to the side, providing complete access to my cheeks. She caresses the leather over my rump and gives me a few playful swats. I kneel down and slide the soft leather in long stokes up and down her legs.
Finally, we find ourselves on the couch with a leather strap buckled around our ankles. We shimmy and squirm and strain. We lay across one another and caress each other’s limbs. We rub ourselves against one another, enjoying the sensation of the nylon gliding across us. We shift around to different positions on the couch, presenting our bodies in a variety of ways as we explore how we can touch ourselves and each other.
Keywords: leotard, thong, high heels, pantyhose, tights, vetwrap gag, consensual, leather, straps, armbinders, CDR