While the night dwellers hoot and howl, the somewhat ‘exposed’ big-titted thief is stashed tightly gagged and tied in a disused room at the very top of the building! Hog-trussed and helpless, she chews on a thick, wet bandana lashed in super tightly between her teeth! Nobody even knows she’s here, and who could she call in even if they DID?? She is not only trespassing, but on quite the convoluted crime mission! Only, the REAL bad guys of this piece have just nabbed HER!
“GGGRRRHHMMMM!!”
Incredible hottie, Brook, in her sexy leggings and with her hair scraped back into a tight, high ponytail, trots about in her sexy sneakers, looking for the promised score! Down at the YewTree earlier that eve, why Ol’ Slyvester’s loose lips could surely sink ghostly galleons, and the furtive stunner, pretending to nurse her beverage while listening to his entire (mostly tedious) story, knows about as much about the Hutchins CreepHouse as she needs to! This being: How to gain access (the ivy trellis and the second-floor broken window pane) the location (third bedroom on the north-facing side of the manse) and the key (under the millstone at the rear of the copse) and now she is IN...
.... But there’s one problem. This damned key doesn’t fit the lock!! Beginning to think she’s been had (oh, she HAS) she hears a sudden banging noise and heads off to investigate. If there’s even the slightest sign of trouble here, the hot robber is gonna bolt. That is, she WOULD have, if she wasn’t in for one rough ride at the hands of a madman who even now, is detaching his lingering self from the shadows behind her... Having been GRABBED, our feisty filly mumbles and squirms passionately, trying to summon assistance!
Now, you might ask, what is going on?? You see, while the owners of the House knew she would be coming, who does she think Slyvester works for, exactly? Has the old coot set her up for something truly macabre? Truly dark...? It would appear so... Having noted her arrival, a silent ghoul has been instructed by his master to detain the girl! Summarily, our naughty babe is jumped and handgagged. She mmmmpppphhhhhs amazingly, repeatedly bucking against the masked goon as he holds her as still as she can be held. Then he gets her where he wants her – concealed within another room - and sets about restraining her with white tope. With the wriggling, bound and gagged girl safely under control, he exits, just as smoothly as he had arrived to grab her ass! And, speaking of asses, he has pulled her impressive piece out and enjoys slapping those quivering cheeks in the bargain! Oof!
With our little thief bound and kept extra quiet, none shall know she is up here! Miss Brook mumbles madly, bucking that wriggling, casually-attired bod!
Our damsel is left struggling in this room and she can only imagine what is going on down in this CreepHouse while she writhes and strains at her gag and tight bindings up here, a helpless, unknown of captive catburglar! Squirming around in a multitude of highly exciting positions, always accentuating her amazing body to the fullest, and pumping out some incredible gagged up noises, the stunning hostage, in her tight casuals – is 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 wing of the house.
As she jerks and strains – soon further revealed – wow, those tits – the creep can’t help sampling them) and her tight bonds and gag, she is powerless when transported through the house, up several flights of stairs (great ass 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 tight bandana cleave gag and blindfold off (she does not even come close), in frustration she thumps her spanked cheeks into the floor. Pulsing around, her jumbo rack a prime feature, the hot bitch gag vents. She is very nicely inconvenienced by that gag, just as her captor had planned when he bound it about her face. And now, the door is opening. She as a dark vistor, and that visitor has news for her. Whoa, we sure hope you get out of THIS one, Brook, you foolish Girl, for the inhabitants of Hutchins CreepHouse have you now!
“GGGGMMMPPPHHHFFTTT!!!”
*** All productions (video & images) & associated bondage scenarios depicted are strictly of a role play and story driven nature and feature fully consenting participants aged over 18 and established safe signals (clearly defined within each fantasy scene) between model(s) and crew are in continual use throughout the production. Thus, these are pure, tongue in cheek adventuristic fantasy scenarios, without exception fully consensual, contextual and supported by model release to this effect***
