The brooding Hench closes the door on the trussed and gagged secret agent beauty as she struggles determinedly, all tied up with the fake security guard, in the sentry room. Our hidden spy girl mumbles and mmmppphhhs around a mouth held by thick cotton bandana, her giant sweater-clad boobies bouncing, outraged at her sudden capture. Her assailant is under strict instructions to hold her ass for safekeeping, until Mr Albatross can determine a suitable fate for her...
(Producer’s Note:) Also includes deep action highlights of the gorgeous Ms Atwell in street clothes from her powerful predicament – and also featuring the lovely Brook - in: Prolonged Jumbo Cloth Gag Stiflings for Extra-Bratty Warm-Up Chicks as Paranoid Burglar rips Through the House! Presented here, for your intense enjoyment along with the Original Release of this Title!
Our intrepid secret agent, having bluffed her way inside, navigating the attentions of a couple of burly goons on the pretext of being a tax inspector, Ms Atwell (the STUNNING Ms Atwell) is alone for a moment, and make phone call to HQ. Unfortunately for her, the Agency can’t get a bead on her way our here, so it’ll take some time before they can come to her assistance... Charley, brave young soul that she is, takes heed not and continues snooping around...
BUT, the man she has encountered, and who says is getting all of his paperwork in order, has vanished. Charley goes to look for him... Now, there has been talk of a few security guards going missing up at Albatross’s Rugs (but why would they need security minding RUGS...? Hmmmmm) and on her way in, Ms Atwell had kind of noticed a shape of a women in a fourth-floor window. COULD this be one of the guards, helpless? It could – or it could be a dummy, or a decoy, if you will...
Upon discovery, Ms Atwell is shocked to discover a life-sized fake human, and that is when she hears the unmistakable click of a persuader. Seems you are not quite as smart or industrious as you would have yourself believe, madam...
The incensed operative squirms and fidgets in her tight black outfit and heels, lashed securely to some scaffolding and straining at a VERY tightly pulled thick bandana cleave!
“GGGHHHMMM!!”
Our Miss Atwell is left, locked inside with the doll and company, to struggle. That fixes HER!
“RRRMMMPPPHHHH!!”
Our trussed and VERY tightly gagged beauty engages in much super-hot gag talk and histrionics. No matter how much she bites and chews on that gag, she cannot loosen her silencer from betwixt her teeth. The humiliated hottie does her thing while we watch. Her continuing captivity with that damned fine hemp hogtying, is just the ticket. It seems our bound and gagged brunette shall remain here for some time... powerless; the buxom cutie trussed up in this hidden room.
Our captive, trussed and VERY tightly gagged, is rendered completely indecipherable, enthralling us with her super-hot gag talk and histrionics. No matter how much she bites and chews on that gag, she cannot loosen or extract the thick cleave from betwixt her teeth. The humiliated hottie does her thing while we watch. Her continuing captivity later involves a damned fine hogtying, time spent being roughly roped like a steer with a thick leather OTN gag completing her powerlessness. It seems likely our lovely agent will be here for some time... And we can but wonder what the psychotic Mr Albatross has on his brainstem for this meddler.... Oooh, shudder!
***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***
