MPG Format It was supposed to be a normal day at work. Secretary Sandra just got back from lunch when the unfamiliar guys came in. They dragged her into the storeroom and tied her a folding chair. Rope around her pantyhosed ankles and knees, More rope above and below her chest, and her hands strictly tied behind her. She is silenced by a bandanna cleaved between her teeth. They leave her alone to while they ransack the place and she struggles her best. Eventually making it off the chair, but still bound and gagged, she struggles her way across the floor to a box of junk to see if there is some...
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MPG Format It was supposed to be a normal day at work. Secretary Sandra just got back from lunch when the unfamiliar guys came in. They dragged her into the storeroom and tied her a folding chair. Rope around her pantyhosed ankles and knees, More rope above and below her chest, and her hands strictly tied behind her. She is silenced by a bandanna cleaved between her teeth. They leave her alone to while they ransack the place and she struggles her best. Eventually making it off the chair, but still bound and gagged, she struggles her way across the floor to a box of junk to see if there is some...