Two Models, 46 Minutes
Who's that pretty young lady sitting bound, gagged and blindfolded
in a chair? Her
name's Milana May, an aspiring investigative journalist who made the
of cat-suited operative Lola Pearl just moments before. Lola was
hired by a shady
entrepreneur to discourage Milana's zealous probing of his affairs;
her captive to tremble alone, the energetic enr went into full
adjustment mode. Once Milana's blindfold was removed, Lola bared
struggler's breasts so she could fondle them with her black-gloved
Milana's bare feet received a brief tickling bout, then Lola straddled
her so she
could lean in for a true in-your-face confrontation. To the mean girl's
when she removed Milana's gag and demanded a promise to lay off
her client, her
courageous subject refused to submit.
Although it meant more work for her, Lola wasn't at all
disappointed by Milana's
defiance; she'd come prepared and relished the opportunity to spend
playing with the enticing little brunette! Before long, Milana lay
naked on a massage table, wrists and ankles pinned down and duct-
her voice as Lola tickled her bare soles and mouthed her toes.
Working her way up
the powerless girl's slender body, the lustful enr swatted
before devoting her full attention to a pair of defenseless nipples!
her domination of Milana by sliding onto the table and raising one
long leg over the
writhing nude -- but with her senses focused on her prey, she failed
to hear a door
Trussed-up on a small wooden bench and mouthing a black ball-
silently cursed herself for the complacency that caused her downfall.
was surprised by Milana's girlfriend, they secured her, then debated
future; Milana won the argument, so instead of immediately involving
the law, she
took time for leisurely payback! Lola winced as her former
fingers tweaked her nipples and hissed when her mask and boots
Once she was barefoot and seated on the floor, the humiliated cat-
while Milana happily tested the sensitivity of her soles before giving
her long dark
hair a less-than-friendly yank; she'd soon discover that Milana hadn't
time on the massage table!
Lola had never felt more helpless -- stripped naked, lying face-
down on the
table, hands bound behind her and ankles tethered to immobilize
those long legs.
As she writhed, eyes wide above her duct-tape-gag, Lola recognized
badly underestimated her target; she cringed when smirking Milana
subjected her bare bottom to a much more vigorous spanking than
the one she'd
delivered! Pinned in place by the tight ankle bonds, Lola's foot-
under ten-fingered torment from the girl who'd once seemed so
ordeal took an unexpected turn after she was tied down on her back,
so that bold
Milana could fondle her breasts and teasingly massage her pussy;
herself, Milana crawled onto the table to straddle Lola. No longer a
, Milana was literally on top of her squirming enemy -- but
have long to enjoy her position!
Lola's client had expected a quick report informing him that the
had been solved. When Lola failed to contact him, the impatient man
check on her progress; instead, he found the reputedly formidable
squirming pathetically in naked bondage while Milana toyed with her.
Immediately taking charge of the situation, he returned the annoying
to roped submission and scornfully told Lola that her services were
required. The one-time opponents sat trussed and tape-gagged
next to each other
on a wooden table, where they eyed each other with enmity at first.
struggled in tight proximity, however, their contortions grew
surprisingly sensual, a
development that disgusted Lola's former employer. Before leaving,
circuited their burgeoning relationship by positioning Lola and Milana
stomachs, ankles linked to the table-legs, so their mobility was
limited to strenuous
arching that did nothing to release them from restraint!