Still attempting to process those surreal hours at the office, Britt lay on her bed in a pink and white nighty several weeks later. For a few seconds after watching the unwelcome figure enter her bedroom, Britt believed that she'd drifted off into a nightmare, but the ropes binding her wrists and ankles as well as the tape muffling her voice were all too real. Her small struggling body was no match for the taut restraint, so she was well prepared to be a bound and gagged plaything when shocked Lindsey was directed to fondle her breasts, then to tickle her bare soles once Britt lay on her st... Show more