Lashings of hot, blubbering gag talk and some very tight, largely inconvenient (for the ladies) gags, including several times wrapped and bound cloth cleaves (these are really eye-bulgers that get tighter the more you go around their mouths and heads) with dirty socks crammed in behind, and ballgags buckled up to the max. Leigh’s mouth in particular, being smaller, is just as packed out by one of our back up gags, though you can see how hard that dizzy Chef tries to ram the massive one in there anyway. It’s buckled even more wickedly though, just to fuck the huge-titted milf bitch up even more. Sadistic, huh? Well, this is the Psycho Chef, and he revels in causing the damsels' legitimate peril!
Just a couple of extra minutes included here, and with these two outraged hotties at the helm, they are definitely worth the re-edit and share!
Original Release
We SAY, these two super-chesty, Amazonian blonde delights are brave ones daring to confront Sir Ian McPekingDuck on his home turf. But, you see, the girls of Borderland have had just about enough of this perved up, culinary shitweasel and the time has come to send in two REAL tough babes to break him down. But, as always, the wily Chef will soon be demonstrating just how hard he is to pin down, and, unfortunately for these two, t will be experiencing firsthand just how ruthless he can be.
We kick off with them in too tight dresses and heels snooping around his latest digs. Leigh stays in the kitchen, searching through some cupboards, while tanned up bombshell Levi heads upstairs. Ah, perfect, they are conveniently separated, just as Sir Ian likes it. He knew they were coming, of course, and has prepared his finest frying pan (Mabel) all the better to bonk the nosy cows over the noggins with. He takes out Leigh first. As she crashes to the deck, he seems very excited after pulling up her skirt to see she is wearing no knickers. Then he lies in wait for Levi, who IS, after a knock on the nut established to be wearing them, but who cares eh? Soon enough, both will be good and naked, the way he likes his meals – um, we mean guests – to be!
With sultry Levi swiftly bound face down on the floor in the kitchen, Leigh is ordered at persuader pint to disrobe. Damn she kicks up a fuss but it is so satisfying watching this giant, clearly very powerful babe be made to comply. And that body. Man, oh man... Then she must lie down next to her roped up pal, place her hand behind her, and soon get tied up herself. While they mouth off, the nutty Chef takes great delight in one by one plugging their gobs with socks, cutting them both off mid-rant, and then wrapping, without mercy, thick white cloth cleaves about them. Boom, bulging all ver. Those bastards are tight. And sure will muzzle those stroppy sows down.
The humiliated nude amazons thrash around gag babbling hotly, clearly not used to being so tightly gagged and bound while nude. Oh well, when in either Rome or Sir Ian’s Kitchen, hmmmm? As they piston their hips and flex their gorgeous golden feet, those tight gags warping decidedly their cheeks, the babes eye the room, continuing to struggle lying on their mammoth tits, and don’t they look so hot crammed beneath their bound frames. The tied ladies flex their bare toes too, arching their soles to capacity as they mumble and gag into their obscenely tight and stuffed up muzzles. Now, to make matters even stickier for them, some smouldering, meaty hogties. Ride ‘em, ChefBoy! Yeeeeehaw!!
Sir Ian taunts them as he ropes the straining, enraged hotties into these ties. They buck and twist, clearly not enjoying it, especially when he goes to work on their toes with twine too! Both are anticipating what their superiors will make when they find out how they too have succumbed to the evil chef bastard. For now, having had their amazingly large baps mauled and caresses, their chunky, sexy as fuck rising and falling rumps tenderised by the leering madman, the milf cuties must contemplate the huge ballgagging which will follow!
Jumbo red rubber gob stoppers are wrought upon the bound women, who of course use their very brief time between gags to volley off some shiz off before being muzzled again to maximum buckle up. Leigh goes ape, even when her gag is scaled won simply to fit in her poxy maw! Spitting and drooling and frothing the pair of them. Damn, she is so hot and with those amazing, luminescent eyes she really is a picture, just like the bouncing, curvy Levi going berserk alongside her, spittle flying, face filled with acute dismay for the entirety!
Clearly these big bitches do not like having tightass ballgags wedging their mouths to capacity. They squirm and grunt muchly, especially when after another cheeky fondling of their glorious bodies, Sir Ian leaves them struggling mightily with the dark thought of later being stashed in his four-poster dominated boudoir! What on earth does he have scheduled for them once they get up there?? With all of that sleek white rope restraining their naked glory, there is no hope of escape, and yes, the trussed up hostages are in quite a lot of trouble! Sir Ian, you arch-maniac, you certainly have struck again, haven’t you??
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