SamuelKhan
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The intruder soon had Scarlett stripped to her very skimpy thong panties and had very little trouble binding and gagging her on the sofa. she could only respond to him in muffled profanities and whimpers as he searched her hard drive for the bank records and other secrets she tried desperately to protect with anti-virus software and the best electronic security. the intruder, however, was very determined to get Scarlett’s identity and access to her bank accounts. He went after them physically since doing it from a remote location was somewhat cowardly. The fiend had a kinky streak, so he subjected his pretty hostage to hard rope bondage and just plain mean humiliation!
Scarlett grew angrier and more flustered as the tight ropes dug into her naked wrists and ankles. The white tape was the last barrier between her fierce Irish rage and the cold open air. “Just wait until I get free, you rotten bastard! I’ll kill you!” flared her glaring blue eyes.
Alas, the intruder had finished emptying her foreign accounts and savings, in addition to her jewelry and new home theatre system!
But he was only getting started....as he looked ravenously at her bound, squirming barefeet...
Ready for a good tickling...
The intruder observed his catch with sadistic intent. Scarlett could only squirm and writhe in her tight nylon rope bonds, where it seemed her arms were being pulled out of their sockets by the attached legs in her strict hogtie. As he stood next to her, the fiend looked at her wiggling barefeet that were seemingly asking him for attention. His mouth watered like a moist swamp, wetting his lips with his starved tongue. His penis was straining to bust out of his pants, but he only had time to play with her silky-smooth soles, scrunching helplessly away, reacting to the ropes binding her ankles.
Scarlett tried in vain to scream at her captor, only bringing some taunting chuckles, as he knelt beside her bound ankles.
“Before I leave my hapless victims to struggle,” he spoke with a eerie whisper that made her shiver,”I always tie them up like you are now, so I can molest those beautiful feet of yours!”
Scarlett screamed under her tape gag as his fingers lightly glided along her soles. The sensations already had her giggling, mingling with the growls, trying to no avail to get him to stop. Up and down her soft soles his fingers danced like a startled tarantula in a sudden thunderstorm. She reacted to the irresistable touches by writhing and bucking like a trout exposed to the air.
She could only endure and pray for it to end...
Scarlett grew angrier and more flustered as the tight ropes dug into her naked wrists and ankles. The white tape was the last barrier between her fierce Irish rage and the cold open air. “Just wait until I get free, you rotten bastard! I’ll kill you!” flared her glaring blue eyes.
Alas, the intruder had finished emptying her foreign accounts and savings, in addition to her jewelry and new home theatre system!
But he was only getting started....as he looked ravenously at her bound, squirming barefeet...
Ready for a good tickling...
The intruder observed his catch with sadistic intent. Scarlett could only squirm and writhe in her tight nylon rope bonds, where it seemed her arms were being pulled out of their sockets by the attached legs in her strict hogtie. As he stood next to her, the fiend looked at her wiggling barefeet that were seemingly asking him for attention. His mouth watered like a moist swamp, wetting his lips with his starved tongue. His penis was straining to bust out of his pants, but he only had time to play with her silky-smooth soles, scrunching helplessly away, reacting to the ropes binding her ankles.
Scarlett tried in vain to scream at her captor, only bringing some taunting chuckles, as he knelt beside her bound ankles.
“Before I leave my hapless victims to struggle,” he spoke with a eerie whisper that made her shiver,”I always tie them up like you are now, so I can molest those beautiful feet of yours!”
Scarlett screamed under her tape gag as his fingers lightly glided along her soles. The sensations already had her giggling, mingling with the growls, trying to no avail to get him to stop. Up and down her soft soles his fingers danced like a startled tarantula in a sudden thunderstorm. She reacted to the irresistable touches by writhing and bucking like a trout exposed to the air.
She could only endure and pray for it to end...
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