Heavily stuffed up and wrapped senseless, the little spitfire, packaged pretzel-style, is quickly hooded and locked down again. Left grunting and heaving, she arches her back and again THUMPS the cold, tiled floor with her pink sneakered feet! She mumbles and squirms passionately, trying, desperately, to summon assistance, but nobody can hear her way up here, especially gagged hard and hooded harder still!
Turns out, a bunch of them in the neighbourhood have been saying for quite some time on Mr Ronald Curtains and his mysterious Pumpkin Company. A cursory check of the internet wi...
Heavily stuffed up and wrapped senseless, the little spitfire, packaged pretzel-style, is quickly hooded and locked down again. Left grunting and heaving, she arches her back and again THUMPS the cold, tiled floor with her pink sneakered feet! She mumbles and squirms passionately, trying, desperately, to summon assistance, but nobody can hear her way up here, especially gagged hard and hooded harder still!
Turns out, a bunch of them in the neighbourhood have been saying for quite some time on Mr Ronald Curtains and his mysterious Pumpkin Company. A cursory check of the internet will show that Mr Curtains founded this company just 6 months ago and operates it from his home address. The SAME address into which rocker fuel and other bizarre combustibles are both secreted and distributed. The madman has already served time for blowing stuff up and his suspicious neighbours have decided they’re going to form their very own cyber unit and place a virus on his PC which will allow them to grab all of his passwords so they can see exactly who or WHAT is purchasing all of this shady stuff!
Turns out they have a hot little wannabe hacker chick named Alex who wants in, badly! We join her now, in her tight tee and sexy blue jeans and big sneakers, sneaking around, believing that Curtains is off at the track. In fact, he IS, but this does not mean all of his minions are in tow... Indeed, one is here now, waiting to pounce! Having just begin hacking away, the beauty hears a noise from the hall. Guess what comes next?
Miss Snoop here is suddenly seized by a masked hench-type, decked out in Company, uh, mask?! He’s been watching her since her arrival and is now seizing and tightly handgagging her while bundling her away. She mmmmpppphhhhhs amazingly, repeatedly bucking against him as he holds her as still as she can be held. Then he slams her through into that room and gets her all trussed up!
Now, we have our little lovely tightly tapped and chewing on a tight, thick pink bandana cleave. That’ll shut her up.... For now!
The boss will reward him for keeping this little hacker out of the way while today’s gathering gets underway. She must be bound and kept extra quiet. None shall know she is up here in this wet room, and he has just the solution to keeping her especially quiet! With the ungagged (that sexy moist pink bandana is FLUNG across the room) cutie throwing warnings at him, he binds her with strong silver tape. He blocks her mouth up with thick cloth wadding, immediately gagging the hot snoop. The beauty mmmmmpppphhhs hotly, while he seals up her entire lower face. Sealed well shut she is, he bundles her off and up through the house where he tosses her down to the deck and sits on her, variously, controlling the whirling dervish as he continues to feverishly tape her wriggling body!
Our meddler is left heavily gagged and bound up in this room while plans proceed VERY NICELY, thank you, without her interference. She can hear, faintly, cars pulling up outside and excited babble from whoever is visiting. Frantic and very trussed up, she can only imagine what is going on down there while she writhes and strains at her gag and tight bindings up here, a helpless, unknown missing chick!
Squirming around hard and repeatedly kicking the floor with her sneakers, always accentuating her amazing body to the fullest, and pumping out some incredible gagged up noises, the stunning hostage, in her tight blue jean-outfit - quite the site to behold. And, with that, the wildly struggling interloper must remain held and unable to warn anyone up here in this gloomy wet room.
As she jerks and strains and her tight bonds and gag, she is powerless when transported through the house, up several flights of stairs (great ass-in-jeans-shots) and finally dumped, wriggling and mmmmmppppphhhhing, in a room. She is outraged to have been so easily overtaken!
Struggling passionately, trying unsuccessfully to work her skin tight wrap gag off (she does not even come close), in frustration she even gets her heels working for her. Pulsing around, her jumbo rack a prime feature, the hot damsel gag vents. She is very nicely quietened by that gag, just as her captor had planned when he bound it about her face. Will her elite amateur hacking team get her OUT of this?
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