Ultra-busty, stunning faithful Katie and the outright beautiful Sienna are working the late shift at the SausageRoll-Bakewell Offices where their employer, Samuel Bakewell, has tasked them to keep an eye on some of those gold bars the babes are often minding in our security epics. Its very important that the place is not hit like a sledgehammer by roving raiders, ol' Bakewell has elucidated. Just last week, two other buxom stunners were left trussed and gagged for their entire shift, the place ransacked. When they were discovered the next morning, the relief on their bound faces was a picture and a half. These two beautiful, uniformed guards have no intention of allowing themselves to be so brutalised, but unfortunately, they wont be getting too much of a say in that. Literally!

Gossip swiftly curtailed by the sudden arrival of a masked and threatening figure (the SAME masked figure who blitzed the offices the last time) the girls must thrust their manicured hands in the air in submission. Of course, it isnt now long before they have their wrists bound painfully tightly behind their backs, then welded to their backs and waist with more of the stuff for extra measure. The now kneeling babes give a bit of lip, of course, but the raider has just the thing to cure their verbal outpourings. Wrapping their mouths and bodies with this nightmare duty tape, having savagely sock-stuffed their loud mouths (they ain't loud anymore!!) he pair mumble incoherently, a tad shocked at it all and struggle away most fruitlessly as their incredible bodies are package-bound a treat, especially their noteworthy chests. Yep, they are bound like Xmas gifts, and would we not all like to receive the on that magical day? Mmmmmm...

Smouldering, outraged and full of juice, the heavily restrained, seismically gagged up girls thump around on the floor, angrily trying to speak, and utterly unable to . They know they will be in trouble later too for being caught off guard, but for now that is the least of their worries. And so, they try to figure out some kind of plan to escape before the monster comes back and grabs their tits etc again! Bewildered and desperate, the girls gag talk excitedly as they strain and twist against their unforgiving bonds. Eventually, they manage to shed their warm, shiny heels, baring those wondrous, sole-wrinkling feet. They will now use these to some small extent in their escape attempts. Frustrated on how THAT is panning out, the parcelled and trussed hotties manage to get up onto the couch, where they writhe and strain, those brutal gags pressurising their gorgeous faces to no end. There are many more sexy positions in the mix as they writhe about like eels. Quite what this is meant to achieve other than make them look even more helpless is beyond us. Much hot foot stuff going on too. Finally, they one by one hop it up on their feet and try for one another's wrists. In a delirious fury, utterly unable to make any impact, both rant and gag fume. Just in time for them to be brought to ground by the marauding invader.

Feeling their hot tits up through their tight outfits, the pervert admits that it really is time for him to be leaving, and that the only reason he came back was to have more sadistic fun with his hostages. Then he is off, leaving us where we need to be, with these outrageously hot girls rolling about on the floor, flashing u repeated glimpses of their cute undies, which they will NOT like, ha! The bound detectives continue to struggle most urgently, intermittently mauled and threatened by The Cobra before being abandoned to struggle mightily again. Serious, high velocity gag ups and frenzied appeals for help. So damned sexy watching these amazing babes and knowing that they are genuinely unable to say a word or move in any helpful way (to them) whatsoever. Lets get down low with them now and look upon these feisty damsels going through their paces for US!!

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