Though fierce tape bindings and hugely stuffed and tightly wrapped mouths and heads await them, two very alluring, buxom detectives are determined to nail the latest evil character. Quite unexpectedly taken captive while investigating the dubious business dealings of a bizarre figure called Lord Alphonse Bentley, the girls are soon unable to blab about this latest address, learned of as part of their ongoing case. They believe the wacky figure that is Lord Bentley has been snatching beautiful circus-performing ladies and putting them out in his own online circus expeditions!
(Producer’s Note): Here’s some never-before-seen TIGHT handkerchief over the mouth gagging fodder to really round out this intense truss up scene. We included some with the Original Release of this title, for context, but here we are now with the rest, edited for the first time, and all presented as one complete package! It’s HOT!
The two hot detectives, in tight jeans, satin and white blouses respectively, and high heels, arrive at a location believed to be one of the holding houses for the captured girls, only to find it strangely empty. Sneaking around the place, foolishly having split up, they are quickly in danger. It is tough brunette dancer Eliza who gets done first, while investigating a dimly lit room. Overtaken with a mighty handgag, the bewildered babe is bundled off and taken good care of! Meanwhile, downstairs, while trying to get a laptop working, gorgeous blonde Brook gets a heavy hand over her mouth as she grinds her tight jeans-clad rump against her captor. Before she can react, a hand is clamped over her mouth and she is soon... dealt with.
We find the girls rolling around on the floor, bound and gagged with tight cloths over their mouths, but this is just the beginning. It seems that orders have come down from His LordShip that the ladies must be severely restrained. Bentley, having done his to a couple of unruly – and stripped, mmmmmmm - lady fire-eaters just the other week, advises dirty socks to be stuffed into their pie-holes, and that their shoes must be removed. He wants to check out their bare feet when he returns from his present business meeting. The goon is happy to oblige.
The defiant beauties are shocked as one by one he stuffs and massively wraps their faces and heads with strong silver tape, stopping the cocksure (well formerly, now they are just all fucked up) pair from getting out anything other than seriously muffled yelps and gaggings on those internal socks Now, as their eyes widen in outrage, he very, very tightly binds up their lower faces and heads with more of the stuff. With the captured girls grunting and straining, clearly outraged by this gagging, they are well and truly parcelled up with multiple tape bindings and left totally gagged and bound. And barefoot. Yes. And that. Vulnerable. The creep even waves Brook’s shoes under her nose before he steals them. What as ASSwipe! Him, not her.
The girls are seated on the floor, looking like they don’t know quite what hit them, treating us to their sexy bare soles as they struggle and squirm, openly unable to cope with their colossal gags. But what can they do with their wrists behind their backs, tape-welded to their waists. Little. As they regard one another with round, saucer-like eyes, unable to utter a word, the frantic detectives writhe around all over the room, trying continually to speak, as if they might understand a word of it. Their thoughts are clearly running rampant, uncertain of their fate while in e custody of this lunatic and his men.
Now the focus is on rolling about against one another, apparently, as if this might somehow lead to an escape. It doesn’t quite work out that way and the bound and gagged beauties continue to rant and rave into their cheek-bulging Goliath-gags, writhing around uselessly, completely held. But there is now the promise of further dark dealings to be revealed. And will they manage to get free to tell about it? Well, not right now. Silenced prisoners of an out and out loony Lord who just happens to be on the payroll of a gang bent on getting their way. Now, if only these two sock-stifled, powerless Lady Laws could get loose. Doesn’t seem likely, does it? But then, do we really want them to... or do we prefer having them like this?
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