Starring MoRina. Left alone while I run a quick errand, buxom blonde MoRina, casually dressed in tight top, blue jeans, and espadrille wedge heels, goes snooping. She finds the guest room and the bondage toys behind closed doors and drawers. As she takes her time hands-on inspecting the gear and sexy footwear, her comments about them proves her naiveté regarding the realm of consenting bondage play. She is caught up in curiosity and does not hear me return. Mo is apologetic about getting caught snooping, but as you would imagine, I am not the least bit unhappy about her discoveries. Perhap...

Starring MoRina. Left alone while I run a quick errand, buxom blonde MoRina, casually dressed in tight top, blue jeans, and espadrille wedge heels, goes snooping. She finds the guest room and the bondage toys behind closed doors and drawers. As she takes her time hands-on inspecting the gear and sexy footwear, her comments about them proves her naiveté regarding the realm of consenting bondage play. She is caught up in curiosity and does not hear me return. Mo is apologetic about getting caught snooping, but as you would imagine, I am not the least bit unhappy about her discoveries. Perhaps this bondage virgin will want to give it a try? After a bit of friendly persuasion and false promises that I will let her loose if she desires, she consents to be bound with rope (all on screen). It is a lot tighter than she expected, particularly after she is cross ankle hogtied. MoRina comments about her new predicament throughout, and it is interesting she says nothing about the crotch rope. Could she be feeling a bit tingly tied up? Nope. After leaving her to test her helpless state, I return and let her know I am starting dinner. In desperation she wants to help with the food prep, but naturally I decline. “You are going to untie me, right?” she exclaims. The pretty blonde is now frantic and fearful in her immobilized condition, and calls out for me to free her. She is a bit angry when I return, making it very clear she wants out. I tell her if she opens her mouth, I will let her out. She opens up and I stuff it with a handkerchief and tape it in. Time to make the salad, and with that she lets out a gag scream. When I return to let her know dinner is ready and it is time to release her, a flood of relief washes over her gagged face. Stay tuned. There is another bondage adventure in the future of our Curious Girl. She just does not know it yet. Actual running time (28:08) (960 x 540)