One Model, 45 Minutes
First-time City Councilwoman Melody Wylde was still a politician with
ideals, so she
indignantly rejected the generous bribe offered by a power-broker
who didn't take kindly to
negative responses. Melody discovered just how rough politics in her
city could get when an
operative dispatched by the frustrated Mr. Wilson paid a visit to her
home. After she was
roped to a chair in her kitchen and gagged, Melody listened in
disbelief when the intruder
kindly suggested that she reconsider her answer to his employer's
offer. When the courageous
Councilwoman struggled furiously and murmured her angry defiance,
Melody's breasts were bared
and she was promised a difficult day if she stubbornly clung to her
ideals!
The intruder was as good as his word because after Melody was
stripped to her panties,
the petite politician was tied standing to a wooden post! Gagged with
white tape, Melody
strained and twisted against the ropes pinning her against the post,
even rising on her toes in
desperation. But when she maintained her resistance to the
menacing man's demand that she
take the bribe like all Wilson's other puppets, the stakes were raised
by lowering her panties
and installing a crotch-rope!
Freed from the post but completely nude, Melody sat ball-gagged
and tightly bound on top
of the kitchen counter! There the powerless politician listened in
disbelief as the despicable
operative opened a new channel of intimidation. He chuckled while
proposing a scenario in
which the imagery of her naked plight went public, even suggesting a
tabloid headline: Kinky
Councilwoman Caught In The Act! Frantic to escape, Melody tried to
edge off the counter but
was easily trapped in an even more restrictive ball-tie!
No doubt about it -- as Melody rattled the chains that linked her
handcuffs to those
circling her ankles, she resembled a B&D neophyte much more
closely than an ambitious
officeholder! The contortions that raised Melody's bare soles high in
the air and resulted in
spread-legged pussy exposure elicited sarcastic exclamations from
the cynical character. When
she recognized that her cuffed hands could still reach the duct-tape
gag, Melody tried to peel
it off but she was foiled before she could succeed. Hands cuffed
behind her and connected to
her chained ankles, Melody arched futilely on the leather couch in a
metallic hogtie!
Melody's mind told her that she was fighting a battle that she
couldn't win, but her
spirit refused to surrender. So she found herself back in the chair
where her arduous trial
began, but unclothed and more securely pinned to its metal frame.
Humiliating exposure
recurred after Melody's legs were untied and her ankles tethered far
back on either side of the
chair to open her thighs wide; eyes anxiously searching from side-to-
side above the tape
stifling her voice, Melody still held out hope for rescue -- but how
long could she continue to
believe in a cause that seemed lost?