Busty Blonde Carissa had an incredibly sexy body. She had been working for the company for a couple of months now, and every time I saw her, I just wanted to take her to the gag closet and have my way. The only problem with my plan was that I was too shy to be so forward with another woman, but in my day dreams, well....

I rub my hands over Carissa's latex covered breasts. The black dress featured her amazing assets with purple metallic accents. Carissa smiled at me and caressingly slid her hand over my arm. Her hand found it's way over my nipple which was just barely covered by t...

Busty Blonde Carissa had an incredibly sexy body. She had been working for the company for a couple of months now, and every time I saw her, I just wanted to take her to the gag closet and have my way. The only problem with my plan was that I was too shy to be so forward with another woman, but in my day dreams, well....

I rub my hands over Carissa's latex covered breasts. The black dress featured her amazing assets with purple metallic accents. Carissa smiled at me and caressingly slid her hand over my arm. Her hand found it's way over my nipple which was just barely covered by the pink transparent latex top I was wearing. The Boss had entered the day dream by now, but neither one of us focused on him for a bit. Carissa's hands found themselves sliding down my corseted waist, to grab at my ass through the tight latex buckle skirt. She continued to fondle my body as my arms were slid into a leather armbinder by Mr. Big Boss. He cinched the strings tightly together, pulling my arms closer. When he had them as tight as he wanted them, he moved to Carissa and slid her arms into a matching leather armbinder.

We were both gagged with large ball gags. As soon as my lips parted around the ball, drool started to fill my mouth. And before long, it started to dribble down my chin. Carissa was dealing with a similar situation with her ball gag. Unexpectedly, the Boss tied a rope around both of our necks and tied them off to the beam above us. The ropes weren't particularly tight but there was enough pull there that I made sure to stand up straight. Carissa LOVED her neck rope. Her eyes were beaming and she was smiling behind her ballgag. The Boss then applied a rope cinch between our wrists and waist. It prevented from either of us lifting our arms. The extra compression on top of my waist cincher felt great too. Mr. Big Boss then added a couple of pieces to rope to each of us, to throw us off balance. He tied our ankles together and he added a rope coil that attached both Carissa and me at the waist. If I pulled on the rope, she would be pulled off balance. If she pulled backwards on the rope, then it would make me off balance, and the harsh rope would dig into the tender skin at my throat....