They didn't have much in common: Xandra Sixx, a blonde, quiet secretary dressed in sweater, skirt and black heels; Belle Fatale, a dark-haired, high- energy party-girl clad in a loose black top, tight gold pants and bold white pumps. Yet they found themselves next to each other, both tightly bound and tethered to wooden chairs, both gagged with white tape covering their mouths! Belle and Xandra murmured hopefully to each other, trying to understand who had placed them in such an ominous situation; their apprehension increased after the phantom conspirators bared their feet and breasts! Bot...

They didn't have much in common: Xandra Sixx, a blonde, quiet secretary dressed in sweater, skirt and black heels; Belle Fatale, a dark-haired, high- energy party-girl clad in a loose black top, tight gold pants and bold white pumps. Yet they found themselves next to each other, both tightly bound and tethered to wooden chairs, both gagged with white tape covering their mouths! Belle and Xandra murmured hopefully to each other, trying to understand who had placed them in such an ominous situation; their apprehension increased after the phantom conspirators bared their feet and breasts! Both strained vigorously against the ropes controlling them, yet all they accomplished was to turn the chairs so that their wide-eyed whimpering was exercised face-to-face!