~ Vivica Lase ~

Her car broke down and she needed a phone, the door was open so Vivica let herself in, she called out but there was no answer. Slowly making her way in she ascended the stairs and began to search for someone who might be able to assist her. Unfortunately for the curly blonde damsel she picked the wrong house to wander into and will soon find out the hard way how much of a mistake she made. Grabbed from behind Vivica is dragged off into another room. Tied up tightly with rope her mouth is stuffed with a red rag and it is securely taped in place before she is layed do...

~ Vivica Lase ~

Her car broke down and she needed a phone, the door was open so Vivica let herself in, she called out but there was no answer. Slowly making her way in she ascended the stairs and began to search for someone who might be able to assist her. Unfortunately for the curly blonde damsel she picked the wrong house to wander into and will soon find out the hard way how much of a mistake she made. Grabbed from behind Vivica is dragged off into another room. Tied up tightly with rope her mouth is stuffed with a red rag and it is securely taped in place before she is layed down onto the floor and pulled back into a tight hogtie and left to struggle. Her paranoid captor wants to know why she was snooping around his house and she wouldn't be leaving until he was satisfied with her answers. Vivica still refused to give him an answer that would satisfy his curiosity and another rope was added to her misery pulling her hogtie tighter as her body was cranked up to the ceiling arching her breast off the floor and leaving her little more movement than to swing her body against the rope. Moaning in pure agony the reality of how big of a mistake she just made entering the house weighs heavy on the hapless blonde damsel.