The beauty gasps: “HHHHHNNNHHH!!” as the floor beneath her begins to shake and a strange purple light flickers. The chair she is sitting in, her glorious bronzed thighs cross-squeezed together, rumbles and begins to turn. So, it was all true –or is it? Hmmmm, suddenly she is behind the very wall she was just sitting in front of with two rather serious-faced individuals advancing upon her... Now, she knows realises it’s all a big scam. A scam designed to lure weary patrons so that they can be robbed senseless. As she squirms, tightly bound and gagged, she knows the truth, but who can she tell about it?
“Look, imbecile”, you invited this chick and she’s a REPORTER??? How can you be so dumb??”
“But, My Love, she’s got MONEY!”
The hot blonde, sitting in the ‘magic’ chair which is no more magic than a hole in the wall, shakes her head and reclines, listening to the plan. Okay, okay, so maybe her stupid partner, Leonard ‘Trumvirate’ Cyclops made a poor judgment call in allowing this snooping bimbo to come sit in the infamous chair at their rundown restaurant, Mystic MeatBalls, and report her findings. But his greed outweighed his sensibilities and now she’ll be arriving in just two minutes. But Daisy, his girl, is PISSED. She doesn’t want this here, but is it too late??
The bell overhead, indicating somebody entering the restaurant, decides it and Daisy is ushered away to hide. The hooded Cyclops puts on his most charming front and heads off to now try and get rid of her. The long legged, super busty beauty, Ms Amore, is not so easily turned away and has heard all about the fabled ‘Vortex Chair’ which is the restaurant’s star lure (and cash grab). As an independent procurer of wacky and intriguing news, nothing is going to deter her from sitting in that chair and voice recording her findings!
Now, Leonard did try and talk her away but she’s having none of it, so the duo behind the scenes decide they’ll take her for everything she’s got and deal with the fallout later. Seated in the infamous ‘vortex chair’ – it can take you to another dimension when you sit in it, we hear... which, as amateur sleuths the Borderland-verse over will already have deduced, is no more than a cheap scam used to draw in the customers. And some of whom wind up getting their asses robbed! Now, the lovely Mila prepares for a ride, and she gets one!
As we said earlier, she quickly finds out it’s all trickery but unfortunately, she’s in for trouble too. Bound up with lots of rope in a chair, a handkerchief tied very tightly over her mouth, the agitated pair discuss what to do with her. Mila mmmmmpppphhhhs hotly, unable to say HER piece, while these cretins discuss her fate! The cute blonde, Daisy, enjoys fucking with the tied up bitch while her scatter-brained partner hides her car. Maybe they could ransom the girl off or something too? First, they’ll clean her account out!
Alone, helplessly gagged and tied, the stunning reporter struggles for our pleasure and this, some might say, would be more than enough – but there is a lot more to come, including a very sexy double cross! Indeed, while Daisy is distracted gloating over the lovely reporter being all indisposed, a thick hand is suddenly slammed over her gob. It’s Leonard and the party is over! Truth be told, he’s been looking to get even with this bossy little fuck since forever. He’s been belittled by the fiery chick for years and has finally snapped. He’s decided to leave her tied and gagged along with the nosy reporter and set light to this who restaurant. The game is up anyway!
And that’s precisely what happens, minus the burning down of the restaurant for those of faint heart who might not want to envisage our mighty heroines in quite so much peril! So, what does this goon do? Why, he returns to bind the two very helpless girls into the strictest of hogties and – spoiler alert – Miss Daisy is NOT pleased. But what sweet gagged up music they do make as the buxom beauties twist and buck all hogtied and gagged over their mouths on the hardwood floor at the back of good ol’ MeatBalls. And, listen carefully, for the gagged ladies having some pretty memorable gag messages for us at the end. Damn it’s so HOT...
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