Cute little Paris White wasn't very good at studying but her fantasies were first-rate, as proved by her contortions at a schoolroom desk. Tightly bound in her purple-plaid top and skirt, dramatic Paris writhed in the plastic chair and rose up on the toes of her sandaled bare feet; before she could call for help, her voice was muffled by a duct-tape gag. Her expressive eyes even wider above the gag, the petite blonde continued to strain vigorously before deciding to make a daring move. After she stood up and edged cautiously to the large desk, Paris turned to rub the rope pinning her wrists...

Cute little Paris White wasn't very good at studying but her fantasies were first-rate, as proved by her contortions at a schoolroom desk. Tightly bound in her purple-plaid top and skirt, dramatic Paris writhed in the plastic chair and rose up on the toes of her sandaled bare feet; before she could call for help, her voice was muffled by a duct-tape gag. Her expressive eyes even wider above the gag, the petite blonde continued to strain vigorously before deciding to make a daring move. After she stood up and edged cautiously to the large desk, Paris turned to rub the rope pinning her wrists behind her back against its edge; the knots refused to loosen but she'd remain at the desk.

Or, more accurately, on top of the desk, where Paris sat tied up in skimpy violet bra and panties, her mouth still hidden by strips of duct-tape. Nothing covered those compelling eyes, however, with which the vigorous fantasizer searched the room while challenging the rope that confined her small body. When Paris decided to leave the desk, she turned to lower her legs over its edge but before her toes could touch the floor, her bra slipped down to reveal modest yet appealing breasts. She only had a few moments to reflect on her stimulating humiliation before the delicate blonde imagined herself lying facedown on the desk, her soft little bare feet raised above her bound wrists in a hogtie that inspired Paris to arch with exciting energy.

Unclothed Paris enjoyed the revelation of her body from head to toe while she stood against a wall, arms raised above her head and bound wrists linked to a metal stairway railing. The only cloth worn by the naked girl as she twisted carefully on her bare feet was a white cleave-gag that highlighted her pink lips but an extra rope was strategically added below Paris's waist after an alteration that lowered her arms behind her back. Happily testing the crotch-rope's erotic impact, the free-spirited dreamer leaned forward confidently against the rope that hitched her to the railing and shared a provocative smile.

Relaxing on a couch in her black bra and panties, Jana Jordan leafed through a magazine left behind at the previous night's party. Photos of pretty women in bondage stimulated Jana's imagination, so the blonde playgirl suddenly felt ropes pinning her wrists and ankles, while others were tightened around her torso. Eyes wide above the white tape sealing her lips, Jana eagerly tested her restraint, first thrusting her body forward before leaning back to kick up her bare feet. Her struggling continued after she sensed the exposure of her bare breasts, then Jana curled up on her hip to savor her powerless experience.

Jana's lively imagination drew her in a different direction as a classic secretary in bondage. Seated on a wooden chair, wrists and ankles bound with tan rope that also coiled around a white blouse hiding her breasts, the pretty office worker twisted in her bonds while murmuring behind a black cloth tied over her mouth. The sexy secretary's plight became more thrilling once her rope-framed bare breasts emerged and the heels disappeared from her bare feet; Jana continued to strain against restriction that refused to loosen until she stood up and began to hop away. Her mobility was strictly limited, however, after she was returned to the chair and hitched to it by a final rope-link.

It was only a matter of time before Jana found herself on a bed, although the details of her confinement were surprising. Tied up with white cloth strips that matched her tight semi-transparent chemise and gagged with a white cloth between her lips, the fantasy-loving beauty sat squirming against a pair of pillows until she rolled onto her side and folded her legs as her exertions continued. Leg-folding became permanent after her wrists and ankles were linked to hogtie Jana, who arched vigorously while flexing her bare soles before rolling back and forth.