After a day of hard work I get home destroyed and devastated. My husband asked me what happened. My secretary Hazel Allure has disappeared suddenly. Hazel is not aware of the patent secrets of my company and so I don't think that her disappearance is due to work. I get a text with a photo of my secretary bound and gagged and a message where to go the next morning. If I call the police or have someone with me my secretary will be destroyed immediately. I go to meet the person who took Hazel and I am handcuffed with my hands behind my back with hinged cuffs and blindfolded and taken to a dark ga...

After a day of hard work I get home destroyed and devastated. My husband asked me what happened. My secretary Hazel Allure has disappeared suddenly. Hazel is not aware of the patent secrets of my company and so I don't think that her disappearance is due to work. I get a text with a photo of my secretary bound and gagged and a message where to go the next morning. If I call the police or have someone with me my secretary will be destroyed immediately. I go to meet the person who took Hazel and I am handcuffed with my hands behind my back with hinged cuffs and blindfolded and taken to a dark garage by a masked man. In the garage there is poor helpless tormented Hazel. Her arms are tied from the elbow to the wrists with many yards of rope and she is hanging from the ceiling so that even a slight further tension and struggle further stretches her shoulders. They have gagged my secretary with a tight ring gag and she drools abundantly while moaning in acute pain. Her legs are also bound with many yards of rope from the thighs to her ankles and her ankles are crossed so that her balance is precarious. They have uncovered her breasts and applied tight clover nipple clamps. The man removes my blindfold and I see her in that position and cry out in terror. The masked man makes me sit on a chair and orders me to watch my secretary while he torments, slaps and teases her and touches her all over her body. I protest and scream to leave her alone but he slaps me while my secretary screams of pain and frustration. The man detaches her from the ceiling, throws her on the floor and binds tightly her wrists completely fusing with her ankles in a painful hogtie. I protest and invent explanations but he does not believe me. He threatens me telling me that Hazel will spend her time here suffering until I deliver the patent for toxic weapons that my company is sending to a foreign government. He blindfolds me again and takes me out leaving Hazel struggling on the filthy floor shaking in agony and sobbing through her gag.

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