Why was lovely Freya Parker seated on the floor against a wooden cabinet, gagged with duct-tape and tightly bound in her frilly white top and short denim skirt? Because daring independent journalist Freya came searching for more evidence to strengthen her expose of a local power-broker who was determined to discourage her project. Freya's situation didn't improve when pretty colleague Hazel Moore attempted to rescue her but was quickly tied and gagged as well. Sweet little Hazel struggled next to her friend as they tried to free each other but both remained trapped in rope when their unplea...

Why was lovely Freya Parker seated on the floor against a wooden cabinet, gagged with duct-tape and tightly bound in her frilly white top and short denim skirt? Because daring independent journalist Freya came searching for more evidence to strengthen her expose of a local power-broker who was determined to discourage her project. Freya's situation didn't improve when pretty colleague Hazel Moore attempted to rescue her but was quickly tied and gagged as well. Sweet little Hazel struggled next to her friend as they tried to free each other but both remained trapped in rope when their unpleasant host notified them that he had more lessons to teach the snooping reporters.

The next lesson began as Freya and Hazel stood barefoot next to each other, hitched to a rope around a granite counter-topped bar; duct-tape gags muffled their anxious murmurs and their tops had been removed to reveal rope-framed bare breasts. When they turned face-to-face and rubbed their taped mouths together trying to remove the gags, accidental breast contact granted Hazel and Freya a few moments of sensual pleasure during their humiliating restraint. But it ended quickly with cynical remarks from the subject of their investigation, who told them to move farther apart.

Their skirts were also gone, so Freya and Hazel sat tied hand and foot on the polished counter-top in panties only, their lips spread by knotted cleave-gags. They balanced carefully while twisting on the narrow surface before turning to slip their legs over the edge but before even considering a difficult dismount they were interrupted by the vengeful man. Lowered from the counter to the bottom of a carpeted trench, Hazel and Freya were tape-gagged and lay side-by-side, their nearly naked bodies bowed by hogties that brought their soft bare feet close to their hands.

Freya and Hazel lost their panties after release from the restrictive hogties, then the nude reporters sat next to each other still tied and tape-gagged. Although it momentarily appeared as if they had accepted bondage, Hazel and Freya soon began to edge along the trench toward stairs that led to the floor above. Once again the malicious observer halted their awkward attempt to escape, then gloated as his bound guests knelt face-to-face with their naked proximity assured by a rope tightened around their waists.

The bed where they lay was more comfortable than their previous locales but the bound and gagged journalists were unlikely to appreciate the difference as they lay stretched out with their arms and legs tethered to opposite ends of its wooden framework. When Hazel and Freya's hands were later tied behind their backs and linked to their bare feet so that their legs were folded, contortions became more vigorous and continued until the welcome sound of a familiar voice brought their ordeal to an end.