A promising secret-agent role awaited film-actress Hazel Moore if she could convince the director of her ability to powerfully perform a certain crucial scene. As a test of her skills, Hazel was bound in her sweater and skirt, seated in an office chair and gagged with a cloth tied between her lips. The enticing brunette improvised her actions as she immersed herself in the character, straining against rope and rolling the chair close to a window before standing to call for help. Although Hazel was surprised when her breasts and feet were bared, she continued to struggle after she was placed...

A promising secret-agent role awaited film-actress Hazel Moore if she could convince the director of her ability to powerfully perform a certain crucial scene. As a test of her skills, Hazel was bound in her sweater and skirt, seated in an office chair and gagged with a cloth tied between her lips. The enticing brunette improvised her actions as she immersed herself in the character, straining against rope and rolling the chair close to a window before standing to call for help. Although Hazel was surprised when her breasts and feet were bared, she continued to struggle after she was placed on the desk, first curling up on her hip, then lowering her legs over the edge. Congratulations for her acting followed once she was released but Hazel was disappointed to hear that the role was still not hers. Another actress had also made a strong impression on the director, so he suggested that Hazel compete with her in a bondage duel.

Skye Blue conveyed a different style of stardom than Hazel's, her curvaceous blonde allure arousing memories of classic figures from the 1950s. Her dramatic ability to imagine the plight of a bound and gagged spy matched that of her dark-haired competitor, however, which she demonstrated while sitting tied and cleave-gagged in her tight sleeveless top and short skirt. At first twisting back and forth on the chair, Skye later cleverly slipped the high heels off her bare feet, which allowed her to stand and hop toward the door. She too received an unexpected extension of the scene that left the bare-breasted blonde on a black couch, her legs ultimately folded by a waist-ankle link that brought those shapely bare feet close to her hips.

The competition between Hazel and Skye became much more personal once they sat confined in a small empty room whose bright white walls and floor starkly contrasted with the black dresses both actresses wore. Seated in opposite corners, they exchanged insults regarding each other's talent and appearance before X-shaped duct-tape gags put an end to their verbal battling. The hostility persisted, however, as Skye and Hazel stretched out their legs until their bare feet engaged in a brief kicking moment. Often imitating their competitor's contortions during several intense minutes, both performers later experienced an alteration that had occurred before, when their rope-framed breasts emerged from the dresses. Although they shared no mutual sympathy, Hazel and Skye reached an unspoken agreement that it was time to leave this unconventional audition so they began to edge toward the door. Before they could reach it, the director intervened and informed them that his script would raise them onto a new level of expressiveness.

After Skye and Hazel's clothing vanished and they stood naked and hitched to opposite sides of a square wooden post, their eyes indeed expressed emotions that surpassed their earlier compelling exertions. Almost entirely immobilized and no longer enemies, the tape-gagged pair murmured tenderly to each other while rising up intermittently on their bare feet. Yet another surprise awaited the trussed-up thespians when Hazel was moved around the post and pinned to Skye with a rope around their waists that also slithered between their legs. When rope-framed breasts and taped lips pressed together, surging erotic sensations emerged despite the humiliating restraint arranged by a disturbed film-maker.

Nudity gave way to a more traditional approach with the anxious heroines clad in short colorful nighties while seated next to each other on a bed. Skye and Hazel matched apologies as they tested ropework before noticing that the tyrannical director was absent and begging one of his assistants to free them. Although seemingly sympathetic, he took no action before his boss returned and sealed his favorite actresses' lips with tape; futile writhing followed until the conscience-stricken assistant snuck back in to remove the ropes from their ankles. Hazel and Skye quickly ran off but escape proved elusive and when their nemesis regained control, their bondage was escalated to a more restrictive level. Placed on a different bed, the new friends courageously challenged the dominating power of hogties until a liberating reversal closed down the rogue production.