Note: The clip has almost nine long minutes of desperate fighting, escape and struggle with the masked man. I've had long day of work as a private investigator. I'm wearing a sexy satin blouse and skin tiight pencil skirt with heels. I enter my home and am immediately attacked by a mmasked intruder hiding in my livingroom. He grabs me in a brutal throat hold and throws me on the floor. I am a fiesty fighter and I try to fend him off with all my might. I kick him, punch him and refuse to tell him the information he is looking for. I kick him in the balls and make a run for the door, but not qui...

Note: The clip has almost nine long minutes of desperate fighting, escape and struggle with the masked man. I've had long day of work as a private investigator. I'm wearing a sexy satin blouse and skin tiight pencil skirt with heels. I enter my home and am immediately attacked by a mmasked intruder hiding in my livingroom. He grabs me in a brutal throat hold and throws me on the floor. I am a fiesty fighter and I try to fend him off with all my might. I kick him, punch him and refuse to tell him the information he is looking for. I kick him in the balls and make a run for the door, but not quite fast enough. The big strong brute catches me and places his hand over my mouth. I punch and kick and he rips open my blouse and chokes me until my face turns purple. We fight for what seems like forever - the masked man sits on tope of me and I continue to punch and kick. He manages to roll me over and handcuffs my wrists behind my back. The bastard smacks my ass to settle me down as I wiggle and roll to get away from him. He grabs his rope and binds my elbows together behind my back painfully cinching them. I won't give up and I won't tell you anything!!! I roll myself upward and crawl towards the door on my ass with my arms brutally bound behind my back. I end up roped into a chair - shoulders, legs and thighs bound with his rope. He tells me he has methods to make me talk and I see him grab a jar of honey. What the fuck is that??? He my mouth open and pour a large spoon of honey into it and then shoves a huge black ballgag between my lips. The drool immediately begins to pour out of my mouth around the gag and he laughs. Ready to talk yet he asks in his gruff manly voice. He manhandles my bouncing tits while I continue to struggle in the chair. He applies a pair of clover clamps to my exposed nipples and ties it down to the rope binding my knees me into an uncomfortable position bent over all the time drooling profusely onto my lap. The bondage and the nipple clamps are so painful that I finally agree to give up my partner. The masked man removes the ballgag and the drool drops out into a huge puddle on my lap and my pantyhose thighs. He renegs and refuses to untie me or take the excruciating nipple clamps off my hurting nipples. I told you what you wanted mister now let me go!!!! Instead, he applies a ridiculously tight cleave gag around my mouth it wide open. He pours several spoonfuls of honey into my open mouth and secures the cleave gag with many many layers of black electrical tape. The drool is running like a faucet and I am unable to speak at all. I scream and moan through the gag and he reties the chain of the nipple clamps to my knees leaving me sobbing for help and mercy drooling all over my knees and tormented by the bondage and the clamps.