Tightly banded up with tape, with thickly crammed and bound mouths and heads - skin tight – the snooping undercovers are in no position to report back on their findings at the old lodge! Mega-silenced, wrapped up with strong silver tape, they writhe and mmmmmmppppphhhh utterly helpless in Maverick’s trophy den. How are they ever going to get out of this??
Two lovely undercover detectives have rumbled an illegal hunt club in the Mortonsphere countryside. Having driven out to the old lodge, they believe they’ll have an opportunity to search the place for clues while the ‘gents’ are out with their bugles etc. But they reckoned not on the gamekeeper, Old Jackman, being left behind, should just such a ‘situation’ develop... Now he is aiming his persuader their way and the ladies, in snug blouses, little skirts, sheer black pantyhose and heels, have no choice but to submit. Now, what does this weirdo have in store for them...?
Having telephoned his master, Ian Maverick, the instructions are clear. Tie them UP! OK, you two, into the trophy den, where they have plenty of tape ready for the interlopers...Our swiftly trussed heroines glare defiantly at this ungallant villain as he gets down to business, slapping tape over their precious mouths!
Mmmmmpppphhhh!!
Now, the ladies will pose no further obstruction while taped and gagged!
Later, and having hugely bound their lower faces (after some quality gob-cramming with those mucky packing items) the girls are left struggling in this room. They cannot speak with their hot lips so ruthlessly sealed, but they are soon chirping out some kind of a plan seemingly (hard to make out) relating to some kind of escape. Back-to-back they shuffle, straining angrily (both resent this deviant treatment) at their total immobilisation.
Monumental struggles from the smartly-attired babes. After a time, they struggle in back-to-back some more and continue to work at that tape. Damn, he has parcelled their bodies up like... parcels. You know?? It isn’t working though and the helplessly restrained detectives continue flopping around in various positions, clearly rendered utterly senseless and immobile by their severe tape bindings. The feisty babes buck and twist around, still trying to get to one another’s bound wrists, but it is no use; they are well and truly stuck. And things are about to get tougher! In storms the gamekeeper to feel up and taunt both girls! Oh, the rotter!
When he has left, and after some heady gag communicating, they’re to be found once more thrashing around, skirts riding high, flashing firm round ass cheeks aplenty as they try repeatedly to free themselves from this tight, sticky tape.
Passionate struggling becomes sheer desperation as the babes are no closer to finding anything of assistance than when they had started out! More struggling then? Indeed, and we must surely marvel - their tight skirt-clad asses are pumping magically - as they writhe excitedly on the couch and floor.
It’s a frantic mission to get free! Try as they might, those tape bonds just won’t budge. Seething with ill-contained contempt for their whole capture deal, the girls thrash around and gag talk a lot, which is all we could reasonably hope for, right? They certainly aren’t emerging victorious over this gamekeeping goon. Indeed, they are helpless, rendered useless and squirming. And those stout tape bindings getting even tighter around their gorgeous bodies? Seems he did a real number packaging them both up here. Of course, he needed to. These two are quiet a handful when not restrained. ONLY when they are bound and gagged like this are they to be truly bested.
Clearly these too know far too much and for now, the hunters can leave these two all parcelled up back here, locked inside this bedroom. No one will find them until they miss them, which could be in a few hours, maybe more like a day. While the girls roll around, raging behind their mega gags, we have one final thing to note: These two are going to continue put up a truly fierce struggle to the bitter end. Try HARDER, ladies, before they whisk you away to the Huntsman’s lodge for questioning!
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