Two heavily tape-trussed and silver strip gagged girls are squirming heatedly in their chairs! They struggle, enraged, currently being relieved of every last valuable they have, including some antique pearls that had once belonged to beautiful Tatti’s great-grandmother. The helpless chicks gag talk angrily and frequently mumble directly to one another, outraged by the deranged robber who has done this to them. But genuine shock is infused with a deep chill of excitement. It’s REALLY him. The one they have all been talking about...
We join are comely beauties sitting around in Tatti’s bedroom watching a really dull movie when suddenly, as still happens in today’s times – at least here at Borderland Bound– a news flash interrupts this important programming. News of the latest strike by a wily house breaker known as the Slippery Skeleton (wonder why he is called this?) punctures the boredom, and the girls chat excitedly about what if it was them, he chooses next!?
Gorgeous Tatti, in plaid shirt, shorts and boots, is clearly more enamoured of the idea than beautiful Tamara, in tight t-shirt, shorts and slip-ons. But she at least entertains Tatti. Meanwhile, Tatti has gone to rustle up some tasty eats for them from the kitchen. So Tamara is now conveniently alone on the couch... Hearing a noise in the hall, she stalks off to investigate, finds nothing, and returns, but suddenly she is in the clutches of the Man Himself. He’s only gone and leapt out from behind the sofa on her ass!
It's a long, bewilderingly sexy handgag he is administering as the busty, tight t-shirted hottie squirms in his grasp. He’s soon taping her down good into a chair and gagging her mouth. Se stares at him with those wide, amazing jade eyes, mmmmmpppphhhhing quietly. Seriously hot it all is too, and he keeps rubbing his gloved fingers over her gag, clearly enjoying the feel of her full lips beneath the tape as he smooths and smooths her gag.
“MMMMPPHHH!!”, Tamara tries to call out from underneath the duct tape but her calls are unsuccessful due to the long strip of duct tape firmly spread across her mouth and lips. “There, that’s better. Now try and smart mouth me”, the man jokes. Tamara can only glare, struggle and gag talk from underneath the duct tape gag to her captor.
“Let’s give your friend all call. It’s Tatti, right?”, the man asks. Tamara, dismayed, can only nod her head give a muffled, “Fuck, you”. The man calls Tatti from Tamara’s phone. “Hey Tatti, I hear you’re a big fan of mine and you want to meet me”, the man says while Tamara’s gag talking from underneath her gag trying to warn Tatti. “So, if you haven’t already discovered, no, I’m not Tamara. She’s a little tied up at the moment, and gagged. But if you come home now, you’ll be able to not only meet me, but maybe even rescue Tamara too!”, the man says.
He then takes the tape off of Tamara’s mouth and lets her have a chance to talk. “Tatti you better get back soon or because this asshole’s...MMPPHH”, Tamara says before being handgagged by the man. “Your friend has a mouth on her, doesn’t she? Anyways, we’ll be here waiting for you”, the man says as he hangs up. The man takes the tape off of Tamara’s mouth and talks to her some more. Once he hears Tatti enter, he then duct tape gags Tamara again with another long strip of duct tape firmly across her mouth and lips as he goes to find Tatti.
She is greeted by the man who tells her he’ll take her to meet Tamara as long as she allows him to duct tape her mouth and wrists. She agrees, since deep down she’s a little excited she’s meeting the skeleton man in the flesh, and he proceeds to rip a long strip of duct tape from the roll and place it firmly across her mouth and lips. He then duct tapes her wrists. Once bound and gagged, he leads her to Tamara. Once they meet, he takes the tape off of Tatti and Tamara’s mouth and begins duct taping Tatti to a nearby chair too. The two go back and forth with who’s fault it was for allowing them to be in this predicament as Tatti’s being tied up next to Tamara. Once Tatti’s bound up, he decides to duct tape both their mouths with long strips of duct tape before leaving them alone to struggle and gag talk to each other.
It’s a huge effort to get loose from those chairs but in reality, they can barely budge them. They can bounce around a lot, boobs jigging - and try repeatedly to make themselves understood, but ultimately, they are doomed. With that much tape, bound intricately - and a lot - about their bodies, they are going nowhere. He’s slapped even more tape over their mouths too and they are stuck up fast. They’d best prepare to spend the evening like this. And we will prepare along with them.
Settle in now as the ladies continue to twist and writhe all taped up on chairs. Before the Skeleton (his gloves have ripped open withal of that taping, and he’s inadvertently leaving prints everywhere -leaves, with a ton of valuables, no less, he really does marvel at his precious tape-smithery. He IS an artist! The ladies, for their part, glare at him and try to make as much commotion as those sticky gags will allow for! Bon Voyage, Girls!!
It’s a scene so hot it belongs here in Tatti’s bedroom, where we don’t – and all the more fun for us that we are here anyway, watching, and enjoying the girls as they work oh so hard to please us. All the ingredients are here. Hot bindings, glorious girls, powerful acting with many a guttural grunt and strain of exertion interspersed with all of those too cute mmmmmppphhhhs and eye rolls. Good going, Skeleton Man. You bound this pair very artistically. You should be proud! But you made one fatal error – failing to notice a big rip to your gloves, and many, many fingerprints later to be found! We hope you had your phone because before long, the police will be paying you a little visit!
***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***
