Who stole the last cookie from the cookie jar? Vivica swears it wasn't her, she didn't do anything, what did you do Bella? Does it matter? Not at all, one of them was guilty and the other covered it up. Binding both of the bimbos up in my dark sinister basement lair, cranking their arms up high behind them to the rings anchored solid to the, their ankles lifted up cinched off the ground compelling their body's forward even more putting all the pressure uncomfortably on their aching shoulders as they have little choice but to fall into the unforgiving restraints of the course rope. the ball ...

Who stole the last cookie from the cookie jar? Vivica swears it wasn't her, she didn't do anything, what did you do Bella? Does it matter? Not at all, one of them was guilty and the other covered it up. Binding both of the bimbos up in my dark sinister basement lair, cranking their arms up high behind them to the rings anchored solid to the, their ankles lifted up cinched off the ground compelling their body's forward even more putting all the pressure uncomfortably on their aching shoulders as they have little choice but to fall into the unforgiving restraints of the course rope. the ball gags thrust deep in their mouths muffle the protest as some of their modest dignity is stripped away, one by one the dresses are pulled down exposing their beautiful big. These sluts will have plenty of time to think about what they did, struggling and suffering in beautiful agony.