Slyyy thinks she's found the man responsible for mummifying women and, after breaking into his place, finds evidence to back up her theory. She's caught though and the threat of arrest means her theory is proved true when he tapes her up next and she becomes the next beauty encased in crushing tape. The private eye struggles uselessly in her inescapable coccoon until he returns with a magic wand and massages her helpless pussy until she cums for him!
Slyyy enters his place and begins sneaking around looking for clues. The private eye begins finding rolls of tape about the place and...
Slyyy thinks she's found the man responsible for mummifying women and, after breaking into his place, finds evidence to back up her theory. She's caught though and the threat of arrest means her theory is proved true when he tapes her up next and she becomes the next beauty encased in crushing tape. The private eye struggles uselessly in her inescapable coccoon until he returns with a magic wand and massages her helpless pussy until she cums for him!
Slyyy enters his place and begins sneaking around looking for clues. The private eye begins finding rolls of tape about the place and is convinced she's found the hideout of a man that's been tightly taping beautiful women into helpless mummies. Before she can do anything about it, though, she's discovered and facing the threat of arrest agrees to become his next cocooned and crushed cutie.
She starts snarky and confident despite having stripped down to her high heels and pantyhose. Once almost completely covered in nylon, he begins taping her up from her shoulders down to her knees. Slowly he works his way down until her arms are pinning to her sides. Even then she test him, knocking his tape on the floor and kicking at him with the toe of her fuck-me pumps.
Undeterred, he tapes her thighs together, puts nylon over her head and then shoves soiled panties in her mouth. Huge and full-bottomed, they won't fit all of the way in her mouth, but he tapes them in place anyway. He then starts taping up her head as her eyes start to widen. She's slowly beginning to realize how screwed she is and that there's nothing she can now do about it.
Soon her head is wrapped, and he moves her to the floor where he tapes down to her ankles. She is encased in black tape with red accents including Xs over her tits and pussy. He says they'll help him know where to cut later when he wants to get to the good parts. Then he leaves her to struggle.
She thrashes about on the floor, grunting and moaning with exertion, as she uses his absence as a chance to escape. Why would she agree to this? Surely the police would have believed her story, but she foolishly felt she could escape. Now she knows why the other women were so easily taken away. Once taped, there is no escape without help, and her rolling about on the floor has done nothing but use up her energy.
Her struggles begin to wane, and her vocalizations are now more pained as the crushing tape takes its toll. He returns and, impressed by her moxie, offers her a partnership. They can work together taping bitches up, and she readily agrees. Despite her circumstances, she's thrilled by the idea of putting other women through such testing bondage.
He cuts open the tape to reveal her pussy and pressed a magic wand to her mound. Their deal will be sealed with an orgasm and she emphatically agrees. With that the wand comes to life and she thrashed in his arms until she begs him to be allowed to come. Given permission, she groans and shakes as the orgasm floods over her.
Yes, this is what she wants. She wants to be taped. She wants to do the taping. She wants to cum over and again. Finally, he removes the panties and she smiled. "Let's tape some bitches up!"
