Slamming dirty socks into the wild girls’ mouths does wonders to thwart their obstinance. They should have considered the consequences before bamboozling their way into his house on a pack of lies. They aren’t here to make music! They are here to take advantage of their VERY good nature... And still, both are refusing to be good, and with no time to lose before the McEnroe’s arrive, he needs to act fast!
Wrapping and hard-gagging the mumbling maidens, he gets a dark thrill from just how ‘inconvenient’ these heavy-duty cheek-bulgers truly are. That’ll teach the little madams – pretty rock babes are to be seen and not heard, or something like that!! With this in mind, he leaves them bouncing and “gggggmmmmpppphbhhhing”, hardcore, as he quietly close the door and prepares for an evening of culture!
Mr Yohan P Equator, and his wife Mildred are having a rough time. Business has been ball-breakingly bad and they won’t even consider retiring... So, to make ends meet, they’ve leased out one of their rooms as a studio (wait ‘til you see it...) in the hope that struggling musicians from the nearby College of Soundwaves & Um Semi-Quavers will avail themselves of their services.
Old Man Equator has been having some of his flashbacks again of late and really is not safe to be around, and Mildred too is under one of her funny spells. It’s not advised to be in the vicinity when they are like this, but unbeknownst to two hot little rockers, played by the scrumptious Alba and Renee, they are about to step straight into this mental hornet’s nest!
In the modern times in which we enjoy living, the girls feel emboldened to carry on with their amorous love affair and be damned who sees it! Problem is, this pair of miscreants live in a time long forgotten... They’re all gonna clash, inevitably. After introducing themselves to the rather odd couple, the girls, in sleek, sheer pantyhose, combat boots and leathers, share a passionate embrace in the ‘studio’ they are expected to rent for the weekend. But, somebody is spying on them...
In his warped brainpan, Old Man Equator envisions the maidens making a porno movie and all sorts of bad thoughts he’d promised himself – and Mildred – he wouldn’t have any more rise in him unbidden! When Mildred catches him spying. he convinces her that they need to overpower these naughty young things and punish them somehow, for their transgressions. Well, Mildred, perhaps requiring a lie down, could not but agree with her husband...
Later, and having advanced like wraiths from beyond upon the two bewildered cuties, we have them struggling passionately, all tied up in the studio. They watch in fear and surprise as Mildred goes about her business as though they are not there, and, unable to cry out due to the tight cleave gags stopping their mouths, the girls mumble and fidget, for our infinite pleasure...
HOT – but as if this was not enough, The Equators have guests arriving – for their annual lamb and pickle soiree!! Only one thing for it then: they’ll need to hide these chicks away someplace! To this necessary end, we join Yohan fast-taping their struggling asses to chairs, at the top of the house. The girls are feisty things, and spirited, so he gags them both without mercy and leaves them ranting and straining away up there.
The ladies, for their most awesome parts, bop and buck and bounce and wriggle as they DEAL with those fearsome cleave wraps bound so ruthlessly betwixt their teeth. Gagging frequently on the socks jammed in there, they most certainly rue the day, but will they escape? We’re not too concerned about this right now, hey? Let’s just assume they’ll somehow alert the Equators’ guests and be set free while the evil couple get their just desserts. Yes, let’s imagine this, as we gaze longingly upon these mighty fine rock chicks going berserk into their credible gags, all bound up and exceedingly tape-stupid, under a spotlight of sexiness, set up for our convenience...
***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***
