64 Minutes, Three Models
Prosperous young businesswomen with bank accounts to siphon
attract Dangerous Diva with magnetic
intensity, especially when they're as fetching as Alix Lynx and Sophia
Knight! Preparing to dress in her
bedroom, Sophia receives the Diva's first visit and the sweet English
rose is soon bound and gagged in her bra
and panties! Sophia's tempting breasts are quickly uncovered and her
pink bare feet also wriggle under the
Dangerous One's playful poking! Before hurrying off to her
appointment with Alix, the Diva hogties Sophia on
her bed and as the bemused blonde struggles, confidently promises
that she'll return with her friend!
Alix is already hard at work when the Diva swoops in to bind the
sexy enterpreneur's wrists behind her
as she sits in her office chair, then gags her with duct tape! After
propping Alix's sandaled feet onto her
work table and tying her ankles, the Diva can't resist fondling the
squirming beauty's impressive orbs. When
she uncovers Alix's private account book, she gloats while the soon-to-
be-impoverished businesswoman writhes
indignantly in bondage!
Dangerous Diva's as good as her word, so the naked, trussed-up
and tape-gagged friends now flank her as
she jovially imposes her dominance on their alluring bodies! All good
things must come to end, however, so
after ball-tying her extremely unhappy hostesses back-to-back, the
delighted Diva goes on her way to loot their
wealth, certain that her ropework will keep their desperate stuggles
under control until it's too late for them
to thwart her nefarious scheme!
The villainous heroine is working hard at her cat burglar trade when
she's interrupted by a y
Phoebe Queen. One look at Phoebe in her little nighty and lust drives
larceny from the Diva's brain; after
subduing the squirming girl with rope and silencing her with a knotted
black cleave, it's time for some naughty
fun! Phoebe's bare breasts provide tender targets for the Crime
Queen's black-gloved hands, then her exquisite
bare feet feel the Diva's tantalizing touch once she's lowered onto the
floor and her socks pulled off!
With a prize plaything like Phoebe in her clutches, the Diva's in no
hurry to make an exit. Now Phoebe
sits naked and webbed in rope on a chair with her legs stretched out in
front of her on a stool; her timid
protests are swiftly answered by mouth-stuffing and tape that muffle
her whimpers when the masked menace
once
again teases her nipples! Those soft toe-tied feet also receive the full
attention of eagerly probing fingers,
which elicits stifled squeals from hapless Phoebe!