One Model, 44 Minutes
Michelle Rae is a petite, pretty dark-haired young woman; Michelle
has never
encountered bondage before. Soon she will feel ropes tighten
around her
small body and pin her legs together; her eyes will widen above her
first tape-
gag as she adjusts to this novel situation. Clad in a lacy black floor-
length
evening gown that clings snugly to her body, Michelle sits roped to a
chair and
twists back and forth in her unaccustomed restraint. Before long,
her delicate
bare feet will emerge from high-heeled platform sandals and her
garment will
be adjusted to reveal a pair of pert breasts -- Michelle is learning
what it
means to be helpless.
Michelle is a hard-working young executive who's brought home
a project
from the office that will consume the rest of her evening. But her
assignment
will go unfinished because an intruder requisitions the documents
before
sidelining his stunned captive. Neatly trussed-up in her blouse and
skirt and
gagged with micro-foam tape, Michelle sits on the couch where
she'd hoped
to relax, her ankles hitched to its leg. Although she can't escape the
ropes
rendering her arms useless, Michelle loosens the tether and, after
slipping her
shoes off, stands carefully on her stockinged feet. Sorry, Michelle,
you won't
be going anywhere -- back on the couch with her legs folded by a
waist-ankle
link, she's destined for hours of frustrated struggling.
Michelle's looking forward to a day off, so she's casually clothed
in a
sleeveless top, blue jeans and sneakers. What she didn't expect
were those
annoying ropes once again securing her arms behind her back and
holding her
in place as she stands against a tall wooden post. A cloth tied over
Michelle's
mouth muffles objections that grow more pointed when the designer
of her
predicament jettisons the sneakers for another look at those cute
bare feet,
then slides down the top so that her nipples will have more room to
breathe.
Michelle takes another step in her submissive education when
she's
stretched out on her back diagonally across a bed, her wrists and
ankles
connected to opposing bedposts. Her body's at first partially
covered by a
blanket that's soon pulled away to reveal that Michelle's wearing
nothing but
frilly white panties. Gagged with duct-tape, she twists urgently from
one hip
to another until she's repackaged into a hogtie. DID
Michelle
then arches with impressive commitment, her excitingly sculpted
bare soles
rising high above her head.
Michelle is surprised to find herself sitting awkwardly on the floor
with her
arms tied under her legs instead of behind her back; she's traded the
white
panties for blue but her gag's still duct-tape. No longer a bondage
novice,
Michelle tests the unfamiliar restraint by raising her bare feet high in
the air,
then stretching her legs flat against the floor. Once her wrists are
linked to
her ankles, Michelle's contortions become more difficult and she
ends her
journey of bound and gagged discovery wriggling on her side.