Our gorgeous special operative glares at the masked villain with pulsing wrath as he slaps silver tape over her mouth and smooths it most firmly, running his thumbs over her luscious, covered lips and returning her stare. She is completely helpless, wrap-bound to her chair. He leaves, to call his boss ‘Chemical Max’ and inform him of their ‘expected’ lady-arrival. Soon enough, the order will come down on just what to do with this little one... gonna be here with us when it does?
Our ultra-hot heroine, in striped, cropped t-shirt, tight black leather shorts, pantyhose and combat boots, has snuck into the villain’s lair and is already busily photographing the location and sending her reports back to the bio-lab. What she doesn’t know is that her contact there is out to lunch, literally, so is not available to see this stuff coming through. Indeed, she won’t be back for an hour or more, so by the time she does return, Agent T has disappeared from the grid!
Moving stealthily along the hallways and through rooms, snapping shots all the way, Agent T Herself is highly confident. This is the temporary location (hey have to keep moving it around because it’s, uh, illegal) for a criminal biological warfare development plant and she needs to gather as much intel as she can before the villains return. Once her mission is complete, all can be analysed and a decision from the top made on when to raid. Miss T is under STRICT instructions NOT to try and tackle these people herself. It’s just too dangerous.
With the objective being to get in and out as fast as possible, the lovely agent is perplexed upon a sudden sight which greets her when she rounds a corner into a deeper room within the house. A man is there, slumped over a desk. He isn’t moving. On high alert, the beauty creeps into the room and eventually prods the figure. He doesn’t move. Hands on hips, she thinks for a moment and then continues with her mission. She has to keep moving.
All of a sudden, as she peers through the contents of a fling cabinet nearby, she feels an atmospheric change. A POP, or continuum shift, almost, and whirls around. The man is GONE!! How did he do that? While she is still pondering this sudden vanishing, she misses out on the equally sudden reappearance! She feels the familiar press of cold steel in her back and gets her hands up. Ok, ok, he’s got her...
...Indeed he has, and throwing the babe over a desk, quickly zip ties her and gags her mouth with a thick black cloth pulled roughly between her teeth. With that, the babe, confused and a little embarrassed about how swiftly this magician has taken her the fuck out, mmmmppphhhs and struggles. Soon enough, while writhing tied hand and foot, chewing on her tight gag, she recalls an old-fashioned telephone up there on that desk, which seems a million miles away whiel down here fish-outta-watering it away on the cold hard floor! But she HAS to get to it.
Well, you can either imagine how all of her wriggling and positioning to get her to that point, or you can swiftly check this intense adventure out! Of course, with her very tightly bound wrists held behind her back, it’s quite the mission to get enough leverage on the receiver, but you can be sure she makes it. Tatti is just about to start dialling when that wicked magician is suddenly upon her again, and he is Not pleased! Sweeping the cutie, kicking and wriggling the whole while, up over his shoulder, he bundles her away to a secret room, where the feisty captive is securely trussed with tape into a chair. Tatti wants answers, and she is getting none!
With her impudent mouth clearly annoying her captor, she soon finds herself silenced with strong tape. Two tight strips! Mmmmmppphhhing and hitting hard in that chair, the booted super-hottie really geos for it, enthralling and enchanting with her electric gag talk. She cuts quite the alluring sight all taped up on her seat, and the best is yet to come! After what seems like an age, her Magician returns, to see if she wants something to eat (and to feel up her hot naked tits for a while). She refuses by shaking her head and this irks him. He pulls on her pony tail, hard. Bitch. Then he makes a call and remembers to appropriately cover the girl first. He doesn’t’ want his deeply evil boos to see he has had her in a state of undress for his own sordid fun!
With that, the furious, and oh so helpless Lovely is repeatedly photographed and shown off to the boss, who thinks he knows this meddler. Whatever the case, they need to get rid of her fast. While her fate is discussed elsewhere, we hang in there up close and deeply personal with the wonderful special op and do not miss a single opportunity to go up, down and around and around with her as she struggles, tape bound and all gagged up, for our intense excitement. And, if you know Miss T, you know she very much excites! Mmmmmm...
***All productions (video & images) & associated bondage scenarios depicted are strictly of a role play and story driven nature and feature fully consenting participants 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***
