“But I can’t fit all of that in my mouth!”
So comes the bemused appeal from the stunning, statuesque Miss Emma Green, nabbed by the bad guys and in mid-striptease. ‘All that’ happens to be her own worn knickers, freshly extracted and she is now being made to cram them into her mouth. Soon, she will be squirming in a back room, rope binding her succulent body, uncomfortably tightly cinched about her crotch, a thick rag gagging those knickers into her mouth... She’ll be putting up the fiercest of struggles too, but we’ll get to that. For now, Miss Green is back with the most supreme bang, in this purely unmissable naked tie and gag up romp!
(Producer’s Note ): A requested upscale of this steamy hot classic also afforded us an opportunity to re-edit as well. We’re also including a wonderful chair tie and cleave gag segment with Emma from the Rustler Files, as a bonus. Enjoy.
Place seemed deserted, and that was good. She didn’t want to be disturbed. Clues were to be attained, a case made, a certain evil man to go to jail for a long time. Colonel Cadbury (ever hear of him? He pops up on occasion here at Borderland GhostTrain) is using one of six of his Londinium safehouses to hoard some stolen paintings. Emma Green, Hot Detective Extraordinaire, has searched three others before coming here to VisCotti Mews. She knows, intuitively that this is, as they say ‘the place’...
As she creeps through the main hallway, she senses she is not alone, but is confident her combat training (which Honest to Goodness she HAS received) will sail her through to a victory. It doesn’t. In fact, it is a masked man who sails HER, through the air, a hand clamped wild-tight over her mouth. Later, and coming around, with a little something trained on her, the buxom lovely is ordered to strip naked and to gag herself with her panties. She refuses at first, but when it becomes further apparent how deep she is in, she reticently complies.
Hands up, she is upstairs and stashed bound and gagged for safekeeping in the ManServant’s (Rubin) quarters. The sadistic Rubin even tied her crotch up, yanking on that rope around there, nice and tight. A thick handkerchief has been tied super firmly between her teeth, ensuring she cannot eject those crammed in panties. She gags on them, of course, and he doesn’t care. Feeling the stunning lady up, he then leaves her to struggle.
Thrashing around this small room, Emma is looking for a way out fast. She knows her phone is around here somewhere, shaken free during the struggle. She saw him with it when he tied her up back here but he dropped it and hasn’t retrieved it yet. She must find it! But the villain is calling up to her, ordering her to stop making so much noise moving around. She mumbles out an apology, and then goes right back to it. Now then, what next? Ahhhhhh. The athletic beauty uses a wall to finally angle herself into a standing position and is hopping off like a hot, sculpted-arsed bunny with one amazing bod and massive tits. She bounds around like that, gag talking hotly, until she gets to some stairs? Going down, Babe?
After a while, electing it is too dangerous, clearly, the buxom nude hops back to that room, where she stays still until the latest request for her silence is left hanging in the wind. Then she finds that phone! Buried under some cushions. She’s using her toes and nose and all of that good stuff to try to summon help when suddenly she becomes aware of a shadow falling across her. It’s HIM! The malign Rubin brutally ballgags, toe-trusses and fondles the outraged beauty. His punishment for her attempts to evade the inevitable. He might have been sacked by Colonel C if she’d alerted help and rumbled their operation!
Taking extra brute care on her wiggling bare toes (he trusses them up good) he leaves the bemused hottie ranting hugely through that giant ball strapped into her mouth. And the drool flows while the lady bounces around all pigged up and getting us very, very excited. She’s gonna be like this for a few hours yet, and had better get used to it. For she is here to entertain us, and be entertained we shall!
Later, and the ballgagged, hogged up stunner is scanning the room with those breath-taking blue eyes, What now?? Hogbound, toe-tied, gagged most awesomely, getting wetter and wetter from her own spit. What now? The Colonel, apparently. He has demeaned that ‘the girl’ ne readied for him!
Now trussed up on a chair, an impossibly tightly knotted handkerchief gagging her mouth, Emma mmmmmpppphhhhhs and gggggmmmmppppps and strains and surges. An epic chair moment, and to further restrict her, her already tied up legs are bound hard beneath her, feet drawn back sharply, REALLY accentuating them up on tip toes. Her beautiful peach-painted toes grinding into the carpet. And boy is she getting madder.
As Miss Green, that oh so captured lady detective continues her mega-squirming, we wait with her for the Colonel. Whatever he does with this little one is his business. Ours is hoping that she can somehow break free, or be rescued, while secretly getting off massively on her extreme restraint. So what do you reckon...Miss Green I back with the biggest of bangs? That would be correct. Boom!
***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***
