49 Minutes, Two Models
Chloe Amour and Sophia Knight have found a beautiful new home at a
bargain
price.
But a mysterious woman wants them out, so she hires the Hooded
Creeper to
facilitate
their departure with a generous dose of bondage!
Seated on a couch in her new living-room, Chloe was texting happily
after
work
when the Hooded Creeper struck. After pulling Chloe to her feet, he roped
her wrists
behind her back, silenced her with duct tape, the re-seated his terrified
victim
after her
ankles and arms were bound. During the whirlwind of ropework, the
Creeper
had
overlooked Chloe's cell-phone, which she later cautiously fingered in a
desperate
attempt to call 911. But when he discovered the phone in her hand, the
angry
captor
threw it aside and punished Chloe with a hogtie. Assured that he'd
controlled
his first
target, the problem-solver left to await Sophia while Chloe squirmed
barefoot
on her
stomach!
When she returned home, a weary Sophia walked into the kitchen and
slipped off
her shoes--that's when the Creeper struck. He tied and taped the
astonished
girl in
similar fashion to Chloe while she stood feebly resisting him, then lowered
her
to the
floor, raised her bare feet in the air and wound rope around her ankles. A
waist-to-
knees tether completed Sophia's restraint; the wide-eyed captive twisted
fearfully in her
bonds--until, in a final nasty touch, the man in black linked Sophia's wrists
and ankles,
then pushed her onto her side, where she whimpered in immobilized
anguish!
The campaign of intimidation escalated once the unfortunate girls'
demure outer
clothing disappeared. Trussed up in their bras and
panties, Chloe and Sophia sat side-by-side before their elegant fireplace
and
fearfully
eyed the spectral figure who'd invaded their peaceful home and now
ominously
menaced their vulnerability. And the tape-gagged and toe-tied girls grew
even more
vulnerable after the Creeper lifted them so that they sat facing each other,
then bared
their breasts! Unable to communicate, Chloe and Sophia murmured
uneasily,
both
mystified by the motives of this dangerous man: What did he want from
them?
There was no answer forthcoming for Sophia and Chloe during the
next
stage of
their ordeal. The Creeper had herded them to the
bedroom, where they now knelt naked and bound on the bed, their lips
cleaved by
knotted cloth gags. Taunting his pathetic nude prisoners with vulgar jests,
the
implacable tormentor them to confront each other and press their
breasts
together. After subjecting them to sufficient humiliation, he tethered the
helpless
housemates at the head of the bed and watched in satisfaction as they
wiggled
awkwardly.
Bondage became more intrusive when Sophia and Chloe were pulled
off
the bed,
then retied as they stood side-by-side, each sporting one black rope
snared
tautly
between their legs. Cloth stuffing silenced the crotch-roped girls' pleading
before their
mouths were covered with black overmouth gags and they were ordered
to
remain
motionless. But the victimized girlfriends, apprehensive of the direction
their
ordeal
was taking, refused to play by his rules any longer. After slipping onto the
floor, they
worked feverishly to free each other, with results that surprised everyone
concerned.