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01-28-2019
Chelsea Jacobs has crossed the line this time, she ignored my warnings and continues to go around pretending to be me and I've finally had it. I show up at her apartment planning to take matter into my own hands. When she's not there, I decide to wait on the couch for her to come home so I can get a little pay back.
As I wait, I start to go through my bag to get my rope ready. A tall man walks in and asks who I am, and I return the question. He tells me that this is his apartment and I correct him that this is Chelsea's place. He goes on to tell me that she moved out and he lives here now. I start to grab my bag hoping I can just make quiet exit. He sees that I'm nervous and grabs my bag to see what I have inside. He grabs my arms and pulls them behind me snatching the bag away from me. He grabs the rope and decides to tie me up instead, claiming that maybe he has his own little evil plan. I try to convince him to just let me go and I'll leave and go find Chelsea.
The man isn't agreeing though. He binds my elbows together claiming that he's just going to make a citizen's arrest. He tells me that if I let him tie me up that he won't call the police on me for breaking into his apartment. I try to tell him that we can stop with the rope and just talk things out, but he just keeps adding more. When he says that I kind of look like her I get angry all over again. He decides to look in the side pouch and pulls out a pair of socks I had there to gag Chelsea with. He stuffs the socks in my mouth and wraps the microfoam I had inside around my head. I whimper into the gag begging him to just let me go.
My legs are next to be bound. He ties my ankles and tells me that he still plans to call the police. I yell through the gag, pulling hard against the ropes, angry that he's gone back on his deal. Finally, I try to appeal to his other senses and tell him that if he lets me go, I'll make it worth it. He's not biting. Instead, he bends me over his lap and smacks my ass over and over, giving me an over the knee spanking. He asks me if I'm sorry as my ass quickly turns from pink to a bright red. I squeal loudly into the gag. He leaves me alone on the couch to go grab the phone.
When he returns, I try to grab the phone from him but I can't reach it. He gropes at my breast while he's tells the police his story of what happens, which isn't the truth at all. After he hangs up, he rush his hands all over my body claiming he needs to get all his gropes in before they arrive. He then bends me over his lap again and continues with the spanking. My ass is definitely bright red and I squeal and whimper with each smack. I try to rub it with my bound hands to ease the pain a bit. The man leaves me alone again and I twist and turn trying to loosen the ropes and get out of here before the cops arrive. I end up on my knees, bending over the couch but the ropes are way too tight.