Chloe goes through her paces here, make no mistake, like the damsel superstar she is. Bound and gagged all over her house by a demented burglar (whom she may or may not know...) who keeps freaking out every time her hears somebody walk past outside. He is obsessed with keeping her quiet and hidden, but Chloe, with a thick gag in her mouth (he even had a tea towel crammed in there at one point) her face and head brutally wrapped with tape, wonders if he is getting off on her humiliation. We mean, why else leave her totally trussed up on the toilet, exposed, blindfolded with more tape, for as certain somebody to find!?
(Producer’s Note:) Another VERY exciting scene we’ve decided to upscale and re-release, along with a couple of intense bound and gagged segments of our beauty, again in her adorable PJs. Enjoy!
In her cute PJS and white cotton socks (guess where the latter items will be going) the pretty little blonde is enjoying a Slurpy while TOY-ing (get it?) with her mobile phone. She’s social media-ing it up to the max, and in a world of her own, when her reverie is punctuated by a noise out in the hallway – a very weird noise at that. It’s getting late, and she is home alone, and noises like that serve only to break her chill factor. Peeved, she saunters off just to check. Ah, all is fi –Mmmmmrrrmmmmppphhhh! A red masked fuckstick has just jumped her ass big-time, clapping a hand tightly over her mouth. Her mind swirling, feisty Chloe is not putting up with this caper without a scrap. She goes wild in his grip but you can be sure he can get just as wild...
With Chloe under control, he bundles her to the deck. She is threatening to scream and so he grabs the first thing at hand, which happens to be a tea towel. Boom, in that goes, straight into her gob and now she is wonderfully muted but still raging. He swiftly binds her hand and foot with strong silver tape and drags her off. Struggling passionately, now with tape wound again and again around her head to keep that towel in place, Chloe chugs serious Egyptian cotton!. Thrashing around in the living room, she has not a clue what this is all about, or quite why this dude didn’t just wait until she was out before hitting her pad!
But this is quite an animated street she lives on, and there are frequently people nearby. This mystery house marauder knows that (somehow, hmmmmmm) and removes Chloe from the room, carrying her over his shoulder to an upstairs bedroom, which he promptly hides her, kicking and struggling, in! Chloe’s far more seriously gagged up now, by the way, with her own socks and a ton of tape. Her face and head in fact seem fit to burst and she’s been mercilessly tape-bundled too. This goon had probably best not fear discovery with her all bound up like this. She isn’t going anywhere, and her most energetic attempts to get free only serve to confirm this. And now she is being moved again!
Dumped in another room and locked inside, the beautiful barefoot blonde struggles fervently, losing none of her passion despite being sausaged up in tape. She’ll stay put there for a time before being carried downstairs by the enjoying-this-a-little-too-much burglar who tapes her up in her cloakroom and heads out the door. With Chloe simmering hotly, perched on that porcelain throne, she goes ape when hearing him return to wind yet more tape around her head, covering her eyes. One cheeky tape blindfold later and he is gone, into the night, with all of her stuff. We’re left with... Chloe. Going nuts, viciously bound and gagged on the carsie. Not a bad deal, eh? We’ll stick with her, even close ourselves into this confined space with the hot blonde pocket rocket an she gag babbles and panics, wondering no doubt when the cavalry will arrive! They will, have no fear. Now, enjoy her before that happens, then have a chuckle when it does! Did we ever solve the mystery of who was behind this? We didn’t but we DO know that it couldn’t possibly be her former room-mate who always, always got angry when hearing how rich her step-father was, and how Step-daddy-Boy kept all of Chloe’s jewellery in the basement of her recently purchased house. Couldn’t POSSIBLY be him, right?
***All productions (video & images) & associated bondage scenarios depicted are strictly of a role play and story driven nature and feature fully consenting participants aged over 18 and established safe signals (clearly defined within each fantasy scene) between model(s) and crew are in continual use throughout the production. Thus, these are pure, tongue in cheek adventuristic fantasy scenarios, without exception fully consensual, contextual and supported by model release to this effect***
