362 Belle Davis & Serene Isley - Strappadoed Side by Side
22 photos; 16:33 video
01.05.2018
The man drags me into the room and under a wooden structure. I try to get away but he keeps a tight grip on my arms. He binds my elbows so tightly together that I can feel my forearms pressed against each other. I wince in pain as he cinches it down. He ignores my pleas and uses another rope to bind my wrists. I try to convince him that someone had to see him drag me in here, hoping to scare him into letting me go. He doesn't bat an eye, just picks up another rope and ties it over the rack and to my wrists, raising them in the air above my head and forcing me to bend at the waist.
My shoulders immediately start to ache and I hope he doesn't leave me like this for long. The man bends down and ties my ankles together making it harder for me to keep my balance, and impossible for me to get away. I struggle in the ropes, tugging on them, hoping that they will loosen. He tires of listening to me talk and tries to shove a huge pair of satin panties in my mouth. When I refuse to part my lips, he grabs a handful of hair and jerks my head backwards. When I cry out from the sudden pain, he stuffs the panties in my mouth and wraps clear packing tape all the way around my head several times locking the panties in my mouth. I yell at him through the gag, angry at this last violation. He mocks me with a little laugh as I yell. He pats me on the head in and leaves me alone in the room.
I try to inspect the ropes, looking for a weak point to take advantage of, but there doesn't seem to be one. The ropes won't loosen and pulling on them only makes them hurt even more. The man comes back to check the knots and make sure I haven't made any progress in my foolish escape attempt while he was gone. He isn't done humiliating me yet. He pulls my shirt down, exposing my black and blue bra, commenting on how nice it is before reaching in, grabbing each breast, and lifting it out of the cup. He flips my skirt up, showing off my black thong. I'm furious and I try to swing my bound arms to hit him. He laughs once again, and leaves me alone, this time a bit more on display.
When the man returns, he has another girl with him. She fights him hard and almost escapes his grip but he manages to hold on to one arm and pull her back. He circles her arms with rope, cinching her elbows and wrists together, holding them side by side with one hand while he handles the rope with the other. She tries to convince him that he doesn't want to do this and he doesn't want to hurt anyone, beggin him to let us go. While he finishes tying her wrists, she leans over trying to untie the knots on my elbow rope with her teeth. He jerks her closer to him and spins her away from me. He knots off her wrist rope and decides to take care of her little biting problem. He shoves a pair of purple panties in her mouth and wraps clear tape around her head as well, taking away one more of our chances to get out of this.
The man ties off her wrists to the overhead bar, pulling them above her head and tying it off. Her ankles are next, making us a matching pair. He lifts her top to show off her bare breasts, taking note of her nipple piercings. He raises her skirt a bit then leaves the room for us to get “better acquainted”. As soon as he's gone, we get butt to butt and each try untying each other's wrists. We both whimper and whine into the gags as we try to find the right angle to reach the knots. She finally starts making progress on my arms when the man walks back in. He finishes untying my strappado rope, throws me over his shoulder and carries me to his next fun room. He goes back to untie her overhead rope and carries her to come join me.