Two Models, 52 Minutes
The spy training supervisor lectured Charlie Forde on the duties and difficulties
she'd face in the field, then sent her off to practice her craft.
Charlie's practice was far from perfect, as she was seized and bound by a
hooded figure after she failed to elude security operatives at the target
location. Sitting on a chair, she courageously denied that she was engaged in
espionage before cloth stuffed in her mouth and sealed in place by
duct-tape muffled her voice. Charlie strained nervously against the unfamiliar
sensation of taut rope restraint, then her eyes widened as the
disguised man removed her heeled sandals so he could tickle her bare soles
when she continued to remain uncooperative.
Katie Kush received a similar speech from the supervisor later in the day
before attempting to prove her skills. Although she managed to
penetrate farther into the area to which she'd been directed than Charlie had,
Katie also failed at the last moment and was subdued with rope as she
struggled. After the bespectacled little spy refused to reveal her profession, she
was abruptly gagged with cloth and tape like Charlie. When her bare
feet received similar attention, Katie proved even more ticklish than her
comrade; while she awaited a reunion with Charlie, she lay on the bench with
her legs folded by a rope-link.
Two sadly unsuccessful novice spies sat hitched to opposite ends of a long,
curved couch, both trussed-up in bras and panties, their lips soon
sealed once more with duct-tape following their similar claims of innocence. As
Katie and Charlie's interrogation continued, bare breasts thrust
through the ropes circling their chests; momentarily left unobserved, they
managed to loosen the connections separating them and edged to the
center of the couch, then sat back-to-back attempting to free their bound
wrists. After their desperate venture was quickly squelched, the barefoot
trainees dealt with a more restrictive response that left them lying on their
sides, legs folded in a manner familiar to Katie.
Charlie and Katie had never met until their mutual failure during the
demanding spy training process brought them together. As they leaned
bound and cleave-gagged against a boulder in the middle of a wooden floor, it
was clear that the naked women were sharing emotional support while
their ordeal continued. Their repeated denials of espionage activities, however,
brought no sympathy from the cold-hearted man holding them, so
Katie and Charlie were relegated to more strenuous positions that placed them
kneeling face-to-face in large leather armchairs. Still close to each
other as they writhed on their knees, the nude spies were far from freedom.
After they were moved into a bedroom's more limited space, Charlie and
Katie stood against a large bed with waist-ropes hitching them to its
wooden framework. Wrap-around micro-foam gags limited communication
between the new friends but they expressed their feelings by leaning
close to press their faces together. Later placed against the bed's headboard,
Katie and Charlie curled up on their hips, legs folded, and still refused
to admit their involvement in spying while actively resisting the ropework
confining them. Although they failed to loosen its control, their bondage
came to an end when the hooded man responsible for it revealed his identity.