Secretary Sandra has been whisked away to a strange place, all she knows is that it is a cellar somewhere. She had been stripped of her blouse and tightly tied to a pole, with her arms strictly strappadoed to the heavy beam above. Her mouth is stuffed full with a white cloth that is help rigidly in place with a piece of clear tape! She struggles her best but to no avail. She soon loses her lacy bra at the hands of her captor. "What does he want?", "What will he do with me?" race through her head. Every time she tries to verbalize these thoughts the gag holds firm, denying her the chance to ask...
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Secretary Sandra has been whisked away to a strange place, all she knows is that it is a cellar somewhere. She had been stripped of her blouse and tightly tied to a pole, with her arms strictly strappadoed to the heavy beam above. Her mouth is stuffed full with a white cloth that is help rigidly in place with a piece of clear tape! She struggles her best but to no avail. She soon loses her lacy bra at the hands of her captor. "What does he want?", "What will he do with me?" race through her head. Every time she tries to verbalize these thoughts the gag holds firm, denying her the chance to ask...