Salted, peppered, GREASED, and trying hard resist those TIGHT gags bound between their teeth, two trussed up, well and truly grabbed boxing beauties squirm helplessly. Stashed away out of sight on a plumped-up pizza-bed, all hogtied and FOOT-stringed, and with those tight gags and cloth gob-stoppers keeping their mouths from THEIR workout, they are unable to move much, so when that salting and peppering comes, all they can do is buck and whip, outraged!
YES, she can really fight! Introducing incredible hardbody Ms Emily Brooke and how better to toss her directly into the Borderland thresher than at the hands of the depraved Sir Ian McPekingDuck. Think she’ll hold her own, or will the nutty Chef somehow gain the upper hand? What would You think...
Anyway, we join the blonde stunner, feet up, making a call to her sparring partner, the ravishing, the only, Scarlett Starr! The girls want to get a quick raining session in before a sauna and a day out at the races. But, wouldn’t you just KNOW it – there’s been a break out! Sir Ian has, as they say, absconded from the maximum security HMP Long Pippins and is he ever ready for action!
Holed up at his hideout, he’s been reading up on various properties to acquire, a private place, where his culinary talents can once again be showcased. He settles on a lovely house in the countryside – a place just happening to be owned by Ms Brooke. Oh, we can tell there’ll be trouble.
As the mega-hotties sweat it up some, variously kickboxing and pounding that big bag, Sir Ian pauses for a moment, wondering if he should tackle them. Ah, fuck it, HE is the Psycho Chef, and he’s ready to roll! At persuader-point, the ladies give him some gob but ultimately are overcome and soon find themselves wriggling mightily, bound up with their own jump ropes and stretch equipment, REALLY sweating it up some, locked in their sauna. Oh, MMMMRRRPPPHHHH!
Soon enough, he elects to spirit the babes back to his temporary hideout and tickle-torment their asses into giving him the deeds on the House of Brooke. The babes, mouths stuffed with socks to shut ‘em up while he feathers those feet, won’t give it up yet, so both – while Sir Ian entertains this eve’s guests, a lovely couple from Warshash, the Everleys, don’t you know – are tightly bound and gagged, and hidden, wriggling away on his Pepperoni bed!! Here they squirm with rope riding hard up their asses, mouths gagged with much stuffing and tight, thick cloths. Awesome...
Leaving the naked boxing babes tied up and gagged, off the villain goes, and they waste no time in bouncing around, hard, shaking their naked tits and big asses. Yes, quite helpless indeed, they are left to writhe around, until he returns to keep to bind their tender feet, mmmmmm, and now, they are mmmmpphhhhingand raging through those gagged up mouths! The bound-up ladies writhe and strain with helpless fury. More white-hot mumbling ensues as these two bounds and gagged would-be-thieves try again and again to communicate...
Left trussed and gagged to bounce around all over that there pizza-bed, the latterly hogtied these so-called fighters girls are sooo helpless. They struggle pepperoni-passionately, hoping that there might be some, any way out of this, they squirm around naked - and in some highly flexible positions, ankles and chests tied up, bodies bound with skin-biting white ropes.
Those sexy gags become things to FIGHT as they gnash and mumble and chew... Experience this full-on against two very hot, very desperate MMA chicks – who later have their tits and asses squeezed up and enjoyed! These chicks HATE each other and are fucking nuts! Well, there’s only one thing that can stop these saucy little banshees. MORE rope, and more gags! Once firmly secured again – felt up and humiliated, it’s PUSSY VAULTING time again from these scorching, energised bimbos!
Those ropes are mega-tight, and there is so much struggling and pussy thrusting, it’s dizzying Yep. Just the way to treat these VERY bothersome babes. Dinner, Girls?? Mwuhahahahaha!
***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***
