A ravishing, captured lady is squirming, bound hand and foot, naked, in a creepy unit. Stashed away out of sight, with a very sticky piece of tape covering her mouth (we don’t want the neighbours alerted) she is unable to call out, to let anybody know about this situation she finds herself in... Bucking hard and fast on the end of her taut rope, the silenced beauty seethes. HOW is she supposed to turn in her findings now?? This Chef will be getting quite the review once she gets loose... But right now, that’s a big ‘IF’. Perhaps she should have known better than to target this deranged culinary luminary!
Renowned ‘nude critic’ Renee, she really should have known better than to sneak into the gloomy old manse currently occupied by Sir Ian McPekingDuck, aka, You Know Who. This madman has just a few nights past had dinner with his 2082nd captive maiden but if we know anything about his ass it’s that he is always, ALWAYS, hungry for more. So, it’s perfect timing when this beautiful naked woman, tried to catch him off-guard (as most top critics will) in order to find out a little more about these sinister ‘dinners’.
Inside the creepy house, we kick straight in with a mighty handgagging of the lovely interloper, in her pretty, trademark golden slippers as she is bundled away (struggling seriously hard – a bit like us views at this stage, no doubt) and strung up in Sir Ian’s ‘hogshed’ bound with stout cordage indeed and with packing taped slapped over her mouth to keep her tight little ass in line. Nice...
When we’ve had our fill of THAT sizzling situation, we find our hapless maiden transported up to the house, where the massively struggling girl is taped up. The Chef plugs her mouth with a thick, cloth and tapes it in rather well. Renee crosses and rolls her eyes with typical aplomb as she is groped and enjoyed by the demented Chef, who even carries on his cooking while his nude company rants gag-style behind him. After a time of this, he bundles the kicking, struggling beauty into his dining room, slaps her gorgeous arse down onto the big wooden medieval table and feels her up some more – in between sips of a fine red wind. Ahhhhhhhhh.
Later, the incensed maiden gets gagged up with a cloth and more tape – much more, in fact - in the drawing room while a heap more tape bonds are wrapped about the squirming hottie’s person. Renee is outraged, particularly when the brazen fiend helps himself to her hot tits while fondling her ass, and she grumbles and into her packed out tapegag. While she struggles, she continues to glance around the room. Hmmmm, a phone. If she could juuuuuust get to it, etc etc.
Renee, quite brilliantly, as she always does, really bestows upon us her sense of humiliation, powerlessness, and rage at having been overcome by this bastard. Oh, we enjoy her being left struggling on her tits, on the floor and later, after being caught going for the phone, carried to the couch... oh we do.
After some very hot body pops, with some incredible barefoot writhings, Renee, the Critic, is groped some more before being left blindfolded for the evening. And, as you can imagine, our plucky hostage likes being unable to see even less than all of the above. Let’s settle back and witness her getting to grips with matters... Mmmmm...
With that, the wrapped up, extremely bound and facially-compromised beauty is left bucking and twisting. Insanely hot stuff as the critic humiliates herself again and again with her attempts to get loose, only tightening her sexy tape restraints. If it’s one thing the Chef can do it’s lash up his women real, real good... 5 stars, Sir Ian!
***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***
