The beautiful blonde, straining at the ropes which bind her, mumbles softly into the scarf pulled tightly across her mouth. She is unable to call out or get away. She can but squirm in her cute little skirt and blouse and kick those wonderful legs of hers quite uselessly. She knows now that Maynard is ONE OF THEM, and that she has been duped. Now, she is helpless, gagged, tied, and at their mercy. Oh, WhatEVER can they be planning for her...?
In this super little old school snoop tale, amateur sleuth and blonde goddess Miss Jadey has found herself warming to the eccentric Mr Mayna...
The beautiful blonde, straining at the ropes which bind her, mumbles softly into the scarf pulled tightly across her mouth. She is unable to call out or get away. She can but squirm in her cute little skirt and blouse and kick those wonderful legs of hers quite uselessly. She knows now that Maynard is ONE OF THEM, and that she has been duped. Now, she is helpless, gagged, tied, and at their mercy. Oh, WhatEVER can they be planning for her...?
In this super little old school snoop tale, amateur sleuth and blonde goddess Miss Jadey has found herself warming to the eccentric Mr Maynard over this unusual weekend. The man has been most charming and helpful to her ever since she arrived and has cooperated fully in her enquires about his ‘missing’ master, and her uncle, the elusive Thomas Porksword. Indeed, the man has not been since last Tuesday and his overly ambitious niece here, fancying herself a Nancy Drew type, wants to get to the bottom of the matter. So, here she is now at his country estate, looking for his ass. Unfortunately for her, her uncle is not all he seems and neither are certain matters at hand...
It's Saturday night, her second at the mansion, and guess what – the lights have gone out! She was chatting amiably with the servant Maynard earlier and suddenly, inexplicably, he was gone. We join the huge-racked, impossibly cleavaged cutie now as she searches desperately though the house, training her trusty flashlight on any suspect shadows and knowing that all is not well... That bitch Miss Devlin, who has been most inhospitable since her arrival, is gone too. Jadey trusts that one about as far as she could throw her. Now, calling out for Maynard, Miss Jadey starts to believe she might suddenly be alone here. But of course, she is not.
On the ground floor, she notices a light burning in one of the back rooms, and creeps toward it. There, in a chair, is the figure of a man, and wearing Maynard’s distinct beret. But what is he up to? Cautiously, the leggy stunner enters and is shocked to find out it is decoy and not Maynard at all, and then things go, shall we say, a little fuzzy!
Miss Jadey finds herself tightly trussed with a gag over her mouth, unable to speak or move. All is now revealed, as the hooded Maynard – not to have been trusted at all, of course – shows himself to the foolish girl. Her Uncle has made it known that eh wants no one to interfere with his plans and that will include his meddling blonde niece. The ‘staff’ are under strict instructions to get her out of the way, fast. A big and sinister meeting is to take place on Sunday at the manse, you see, and Uncle Porksword wants no issues.
Jadey, alone and helpless, struggles in enough ways to turn us purple with excitement until such time as she is hauled away by her ankles, wriggling and mmmmmpppphhhhing, to be concealed in Poksword’s study. More strange visitors are attending that very afternoon and the girl must not be seen or heard. Miss Devlin has now put in an appearance too and she and Maynard tell the bound and gagged girl of her fortune!
Jadey bucks and sqirms all tied up in a big chair in the study, unable to get out a yell. She is to be loaded into Devlin’s van and driven out to a remote hideout to be held until the meeting can take place, when she will then be given a recent memory erasing shot and she can continue on blissfully unaware of all she has seen here. Uncle Porksword is happy with that. And so are these goons, who shall be handsomely paid regardless. Poor, hotly struggling Miss Jadey. She’s having a lot of fun squirming in that leather chair there, wouldn’t you say? Cold showers all around then, Guys?
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