The feisty, unruly captives are all tied up together, mmmmpppphhhing hotly and mouthing wonderfully at their sexy cleave gags. Is there any hope of freedom here?? Not while they’re all helpless and grinding gagged up and bound senseless like this. One thing’s for sure, this would make for quite the vlogging adventure – if they could, uh, get to their cameras to document it! Never fear, though, we’ll sure get to ours for you, and you won’t miss a thing...
Local beauty and all-round street-tough Ms Emily has been spying for some time on the comings and goings at a converted castle and now posh hotel, La Castle Grandiose. Pretentious, Moi?? She hasn’t seen the owner around town, a Mr Wilderbeest, in quite some time and that just isn’t cricket, you know? In spite of the old place being downright terrifying, part of the unique thrill, it’s now appearing to be without guests too, and has been since Tuesday... Might this have something to do with the glaring ‘No Vacancy’ sign which keeps appearing at the top of Pyewicket Lane, deterring most – but NOT a pair of gorgeous influencers!
She’s tried to warn them, of course (we don’t see, or know how, but leave it with us...) and of course the gals must not have listened. They are way to intent on making a splash and getting quite the footage. Instead, they quickly become embroiled in a complicated caper seeming to revolve around creepy impersonators wishing to take over the castle for dark rites purposes, and all of that accompanying jazz.
On hand to greet them (where on EARTH are all the other guests??) is a dangerous miscreant and chief impersonator, Malcolm Steadley, who thinks he has his act all squared away. Announcing himself as the porter, feigning that he will be taking care of the girls tonight (and, in a way, he surely will be) the pair are thus summarily sized up and.... Decided upon... and it’s all of their own making, the stubborn little madams!
Anyway, enough of that for now. We are just in time to open with these incredible babes, all cosy in their nighties and zero knickers in sight.... mmmmm, getting ready for fun. And do they ever receive it...! Lovely Scarlett, accosted (she WAS snooping, we suppose) while hunting down a glass of water, is easily overpowered by the sinister porter, who trusses her up real nice in a dank part of the castle and then takes it upon himself to traverse the various hidden passages within to get the drop on the comely blonde who accompanied her!
Bonnie (oh BONNIE) too has vanished by the time snoopy snoop Emily, in her shiny leggings, cool-gal leather jacket and lace-up sneakers shows up, trusty flashlight on hand, she is, should we say, MOST bemused to find the ladies vanished. Of course, it will not take long until she finds them, along with MUCH mischief. Yoo-hoo, a deranged fake Porter is sneaking up on YOU...
One by one, he has subdued their delicious asses with ropes and cloth gags! Leaving the (mostly) naked girls tied up and gagged, he goes, and they waste no time in bouncing around on the floor and mumbling a whole lot. The unruly chicks are stashed in his own (adopted) quarters! To this end, while the girls twist around on the bed, hands tied behind their backs, ankles and smooth thighs trussed, mouths gagged they mmmmmppphhh some sort of exciting affair to one another, which seemingly only they understand in full, and begin to shift into action.
Trussed up Scarlett, a real fighter, who nonetheless has been repeatedly and epically owned by the villain in this, writhes passionately on the floor as her gorgeous co-bindees make it up into a mouth-watering, ass-pumping writhe session. Oh, how they do squirm, kicking and wriggling, all rounded up, gagged and securely trussed, having proven just how badly behaved they can behave!
As our gorgeous trio struggle, they buck her hot naked bodies, most... appealingly manhandled, the captives are left stewing and simmering... Thrilling us all, they do put out some ultra-sexy shapes, all the while lost in their moment of captivity. Later, and thrusting her powerful nude bottom around, Bonnie begins her hot mumbling again. Yes, we should add that all three young women are making quite the display really showing those tight bods off, nude and shiny legging combo-fun. Aah, we love it...
Locked in the porters’ quarters, our amazing damsels continue to struggle and gag talk with steamy urgency, surging around and flashing us their wrinkled bare soles and with their probing, painted toes waggling once more, while mouthing sweet muffled nothings around ultra-tight cloth and bandana cleaves. The perfect gal gaggle, bound and gagged!
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