One Model, 43 Minutes
When luscious little blonde Kate Kennedy settled down for a mid-
afternoon nap after
watching an exciting film that featured a bound and gagged heroine,
she discovered that an
over-stimulated subconscious may retaliate! Awakening suddenly,
Kate gazed in disbelief
at the ropes encircling her colorful robe and immobilizing her arms
and legs; before she
could call for help, her mouth was stuffed with cloth and sealed with
duct-tape. Within
moments, Kate's robe opened mysteriously to expose her breasts,
then the panic-
strickened girl rolled around on the bed and kicked up her bare feet
in a futile effort to free
herself. Kate would soon leave the bed, but her descent into the
bondage dreamworld was
just beginning.
Suddenly Kate found herself wrapped in a towel and on the run
from an implacable
villain, but only until she was once again morphed into bound and
gagged captivity! Seated
on the edge of a spacious bathtub, she strained against rigid
ropework and mouthed a pair
of knotted black cleave-gags. When the towel fell away, Kate's
curvaceous little naked
body was revealed, only to slide into the tub, where she wriggled
nervously as it began to
fill with water! She raised her legs and attempted to turn off the
spigot with her toes but
Kate wouldn't have to worry about the tub much longer.
Have a seat, Kate -- although it's more accurate to state that the
chair possessed her.
Kate was neatly dressed in a sleeveless top, short skirt and heels,
but her garb was
trumped by oppressive ropes and a ball-gag spreading her lips.
Frustrated by the bondage
that had trapped her over and over, Kate mumbled angrily when her
breasts and feet were
bared; in the blink of an eye, she knelt precariously on the chair!
Balancing carefully and
arching her naked soles, the dream-bound damsel fervently wished
she were back in that
relatively safe seated position.
More vulnerable in her nightmarish drama than ever before, Kate
stood naked and
bound as mouth-stuffing and duct-tape at the hands of the
enigmatic intruder silenced
her! The ambiguous stimulus of a crotch-rope was impossible for
her to ignore as she
twisted carefully on her bare feet and turned toward a window with
the slight hope of
attracting attention from a passerby. In an instant, the window might
as well have been a
mile away because Kate lay on her stomach, ruthlessly prostrated by
a hogtie; after arching
energetically against the wrist-ankle link that refused to give way, the
defeated girl lay
helpless on her side!
But when you're dreaming, it's possible to escape the
inescapable so Kate went on the
run again, this time down a steep stairway. She was already tape-
gagged and partially
bound, however, and with another set of ropes added to her ankles,
Kate's small nude body
was tethered to a short wooden bench. A link between her chest
harness and knees
accentuated the restraint that had become the dominant imagery of
Kate's ing mind -
- and would be unlikely to disappear when she awakened!