All three of these feisty, tit-bouncing fillies buck and “Gghhhmmmm” in a total RAGE! They cannot believe that this loser, who they all completely dismissed from the moment his sorry ass showed up on Pop’s Ranch, s behind these rustlings! And NO, with their mouths stuffed and tied up with their OWN bandana neckerchiefs, trussed like sides of bacon stashed away on Old Man Cactus’s bed, where nobody will ever know while this creep prepares to set the barn ablaze, with this here ranch catching by dawn’s early light! Man, somebody has to rescue the beauties. But, will they?? Oh, Girls, keep struggling and thrusting those tight pussies and sculpted nude asses this way and that as you mumble incoherent, incandescent with outraged nothings, into the still of this long-abandoned room. Oh, what FUN it is to... witness you all, gagged and tied like prized salamis...

Includes:

WILD West Wrigglers Thrash Gagged & Humiliated – Stripped & Rope-Bested by That Treacherous Little Ranch-Hand!

Robbery at Morton Ranch!! Struggling CowGirls Gag-Duke it Out with Trussed Up Bandit Beauty!

Somebody is stealing sheep from the girls’ second ranch and they belie the sinister McGurn Lads are behind it. They’re wrong.... this time. We commence with two stunning cowgirls from the WILD West snooping around an old stud ranch long rumoured to be haunted, and right now something really DOES haunt these walls. However, on this occasion it isn’t of supernatural origin. Oh no, THIS time it’s that testy little rat and diabolically bad ranch-hand, Dudley Dustfeather, who has taken just about as much as he is gonna from the three fiery maidens who have come here now, looking to thwart some rustlers. How could they POSSIBLY suspect that the only rustler around these here parts is Dudley Himself. Honestly, the girls would never have thought him capable of a plot requiring brain cells to hatch. And that was their gravest error – underestimating ol’ Dudley...

Splitting up, they are soon searching the rambling old manse for the diabolical, no doubt hiding, rustlers. Captured first is the delicious Roxxi, who shows up late but gets DONE up early! MMMMRRRMMMPPHHH!! Tightly handgagged and bundled off for safekeeping. The other bimbos, all dizzy and confused, swiftly follow and once herded up, all are made to strip naked and submit to being tied bandit-style on a bed! There, that’ll hold ‘em! Trussed up tight, they get those testy mouths PLUGGED and cleave gagged with their own bandanas, it’s quite the struggle session until finally, their case agent, Miss Amora discovers them – turns out, the bad guys have been waiting for her ass too!

Not ones to be unduly daunted by a good old-fashioned predicament, our babes have a lot to say, even as the creep gropes their thick tits while they protest, they are most ill-equipped to derail him one iota!

The girls struggle valiantly indeed, to no avail, and later all three are groped and have their hot asses played with as they writhe indignantly indeed. This will hopefully undermine them significantly while the bad guys make provisions to flee. But, wouldn’t you know it, our girls have a plan indeed! Tightly gagged up a, they just can’t quite articulate it right now!

We cut to the girls squirming naked, with the extra naughty Ivy (perfect naked feet there too) hogtied UP with the other wrigglers. Indeed, Scarlett and Roxxi struggle frantically, tightly gagged all! It’s quite a moment as the babes mumble desperately, knowing that this way underestimated bad guy has tied them extra tight. Our bound and gagged beauties are pantyhose masked and further GAGGED with nylon pantyhose The ladies bounce up and down, furious, and you just know who much hot gag talking shall be now done... He roughs them up some more and leaves them to it.

Now, these tied up beauties, bound stringently as they are like hogs, their mouths gagged and stuffed up, all ranting incoherently and flexing their succulent bare feet all the while. Does it get much hotter than this? It DOES – cos now it’s time to tightly mask and gag our women. Dustfeather, you FREAK! You’ll never get away with this. You simply weren’t cut out for the rustling business, and you’ll pay dearly for trussing the babes here and making off with all of that treasured livestock. Damned varmint, ya!!

“MMMMMPPHH– GGGRRRRMMM-MMM!!”

Struggling determinedly in the store room, the tied up girls thump lightly back and forth, trying like crazy to make themselves understaood. Their mouths are bound incredibly tightly with cloth and their wild eyes scan the gloomy space they are trussed up in. Nobody around... Where have all of those cars gone...?? In frustration, they begin thumping around with their sexy leather boots, mmmppphhhhing and straining hard at their ropes. They can’t BELIEVE that datsardy desperado has done ‘em all up like this and is, even now, making off with their cattle!

Two buxon cowgirl stunners (introduction PLEASE for the incredibly gorgeous Ivy Hope... mmmmmmm....) are discussing a recent rash of daring cattle rustling capers, and it has been rumoured that the very ranch they have been hired to ‘hand’ is the next in line! Well, needless to say, this sassy pair are having none of it and discuss their options before ravishing Missy Scarlett heads off to feed and pluck the roost back there. Meanwhile, plucky Ivy is plucked herself by a beautiful mystery lady, who quickly ushers her into a back room to deal with her real good, before the alarm can be raised.

When Scarlett returns, she too is easy pickin’s and soon enough, both chicks are tightly bound and gagged with scarves in ol’ Hank Morton’s rumpus room! Oh, how they do struggle and strain at them there gags the whole while, all steered up in their chairs and making quite the fuss! While, elsewhere, the hot lady bandit is about to get down to business with that cattle stealing stuff when, all of a sudden, SHE hears that distinctive click, and it’s hands up time for YOU, Girl! Enter Butch Samson, the ONLY rustler worth his salt in town right now, and he’ll be hot damned if he’s gonna let this boob-jiggling bandit bitch take what shall soon be HIS! Ropes out for you, babe!

Later, and upstairs, having meticulously wriggled free enough to shrug off their bonds, pull down their gags, and stride away from the room they were tied in, the ladies seeking out the bad gal who did this to them. Well, it doesn’t take long to find HER! And, after they’re done mocking her bound up ass, THEY are in for yet another surprise. Butch stands behind them, and Butch ain’t playing and our nicely recaptured babes are ALL tied up again! Their hot mouths ultra-tightly gagged once more, it’s time again for much mmmmppphhhing! But, how did they get caught so quickly, and why have they been relocated to this sinister lab where ticking devices mark their every squirm!?

What we have now is one long, protracted marvel of cleave n’ mumble ingenuity as these most sexy of gags and gagged cow gals are showcased. Indeed, they’re outraged and desperate, mmmmppphhhing hotly the whole while and getting progressively more frustrated the further utterly unable to understand one another they become! Eventually, a jumbled plot to get to ride on outta here (Uh, good luck...) seems to be taking lace, but how might this occur...?

They’re bound and gagged, trussed like ham-hocks with napkins pulled stupidly tightly over their faces, stifling their indignant mumbles! Silent (well, sort of) captives, hidden deep within the bowels of the barn, the gorgeous captives fidget and wriggle, and WILL those ropes eventually loosen?? If they don’t, it is NOT for the want of trying! Those determined fillies!

They writhe and twist and roll and make some very memorable attempts to initiate their escape – you’ll love it – all before being caught in the act by the Baron’s Hench, who has a most important call to make about their little guests (you’ll very much enjoy the Woo-Ster’s feisty responses) ... Now, keep going, ladies, if you could just snag a knot – ANY knot! One thing’s for certain, Big Bad Butch IIS ridin’ on out, and with all of their cattle!! Sorry, Girlies, you got caught slippin’!!

***All productions (video & images) & associated bondage scenarios depicted are strictly of a role play and story driven nature and feature fully consenting participants aged over 18 and established safe signals (clearly defined within each fantasy scene) between model(s) and crew are in continual use throughout the production. Thus, these are pure, tongue in cheek adventuristic fantasy scenarios, without exception fully consensual, contextual and supported by model release to this effect***

All three of these feisty, tit-bouncing fillies buck and “Gghhhmmmm” in a total RAGE! They cannot believe that this loser, who they all completely dismissed from the moment his sorry ass showed up on Pop’s Ranch, s behind these rustlings! And NO, with their mouths stuffed and tied up with their OWN bandana neckerchiefs, trussed like sides of bacon stashed away on Old Man Cactus’s bed, where nobody will ever know while this creep prepares to set the barn ablaze, with this here ranch catching by dawn’s early light! Man, somebody has to rescue the beauties. But, will they?? Oh, Girls, keep struggling and thrusting those tight pussies and sculpted nude asses this way and that as you mumble incoherent, incandescent with outraged nothings, into the still of this long-abandoned room. Oh, what FUN it is to... witness you all, gagged and tied like prized salamis...

Includes:

WILD West Wrigglers Thrash Gagged & Humiliated – Stripped & Rope-Bested by That Treacherous Little Ranch-Hand!

Robbery at Morton Ranch!! Struggling CowGirls Gag-Duke it Out with Trussed Up Bandit Beauty!

Somebody is stealing sheep from the girls’ second ranch and they belie the sinister McGurn Lads are behind it. They’re wrong.... this time. We commence with two stunning cowgirls from the WILD West snooping around an old stud ranch long rumoured to be haunted, and right now something really DOES haunt these walls. However, on this occasion it isn’t of supernatural origin. Oh no, THIS time it’s that testy little rat and diabolically bad ranch-hand, Dudley Dustfeather, who has taken just about as much as he is gonna from the three fiery maidens who have come here now, looking to thwart some rustlers. How could they POSSIBLY suspect that the only rustler around these here parts is Dudley Himself. Honestly, the girls would never have thought him capable of a plot requiring brain cells to hatch. And that was their gravest error – underestimating ol’ Dudley...

Splitting up, they are soon searching the rambling old manse for the diabolical, no doubt hiding, rustlers. Captured first is the delicious Roxxi, who shows up late but gets DONE up early! MMMMRRRMMMPPHHH!! Tightly handgagged and bundled off for safekeeping. The other bimbos, all dizzy and confused, swiftly follow and once herded up, all are made to strip naked and submit to being tied bandit-style on a bed! There, that’ll hold ‘em! Trussed up tight, they get those testy mouths PLUGGED and cleave gagged with their own bandanas, it’s quite the struggle session until finally, their case agent, Miss Amora discovers them – turns out, the bad guys have been waiting for her ass too!

Not ones to be unduly daunted by a good old-fashioned predicament, our babes have a lot to say, even as the creep gropes their thick tits while they protest, they are most ill-equipped to derail him one iota!

The girls struggle valiantly indeed, to no avail, and later all three are groped and have their hot asses played with as they writhe indignantly indeed. This will hopefully undermine them significantly while the bad guys make provisions to flee. But, wouldn’t you know it, our girls have a plan indeed! Tightly gagged up a, they just can’t quite articulate it right now!

We cut to the girls squirming naked, with the extra naughty Ivy (perfect naked feet there too) hogtied UP with the other wrigglers. Indeed, Scarlett and Roxxi struggle frantically, tightly gagged all! It’s quite a moment as the babes mumble desperately, knowing that this way underestimated bad guy has tied them extra tight. Our bound and gagged beauties are pantyhose masked and further GAGGED with nylon pantyhose The ladies bounce up and down, furious, and you just know who much hot gag talking shall be now done... He roughs them up some more and leaves them to it.

Now, these tied up beauties, bound stringently as they are like hogs, their mouths gagged and stuffed up, all ranting incoherently and flexing their succulent bare feet all the while. Does it get much hotter than this? It DOES – cos now it’s time to tightly mask and gag our women. Dustfeather, you FREAK! You’ll never get away with this. You simply weren’t cut out for the rustling business, and you’ll pay dearly for trussing the babes here and making off with all of that treasured livestock. Damned varmint, ya!!

“MMMMMPPHH– GGGRRRRMMM-MMM!!”

Struggling determinedly in the store room, the tied up girls thump lightly back and forth, trying like crazy to make themselves understaood. Their mouths are bound incredibly tightly with cloth and their wild eyes scan the gloomy space they are trussed up in. Nobody around... Where have all of those cars gone...?? In frustration, they begin thumping around with their sexy leather boots, mmmppphhhhing and straining hard at their ropes. They can’t BELIEVE that datsardy desperado has done ‘em all up like this and is, even now, making off with their cattle!

Two buxon cowgirl stunners (introduction PLEASE for the incredibly gorgeous Ivy Hope... mmmmmmm....) are discussing a recent rash of daring cattle rustling capers, and it has been rumoured that the very ranch they have been hired to ‘hand’ is the next in line! Well, needless to say, this sassy pair are having none of it and discuss their options before ravishing Missy Scarlett heads off to feed and pluck the roost back there. Meanwhile, plucky Ivy is plucked herself by a beautiful mystery lady, who quickly ushers her into a back room to deal with her real good, before the alarm can be raised.

When Scarlett returns, she too is easy pickin’s and soon enough, both chicks are tightly bound and gagged with scarves in ol’ Hank Morton’s rumpus room! Oh, how they do struggle and strain at them there gags the whole while, all steered up in their chairs and making quite the fuss! While, elsewhere, the hot lady bandit is about to get down to business with that cattle stealing stuff when, all of a sudden, SHE hears that distinctive click, and it’s hands up time for YOU, Girl! Enter Butch Samson, the ONLY rustler worth his salt in town right now, and he’ll be hot damned if he’s gonna let this boob-jiggling bandit bitch take what shall soon be HIS! Ropes out for you, babe!

Later, and upstairs, having meticulously wriggled free enough to shrug off their bonds, pull down their gags, and stride away from the room they were tied in, the ladies seeking out the bad gal who did this to them. Well, it doesn’t take long to find HER! And, after they’re done mocking her bound up ass, THEY are in for yet another surprise. Butch stands behind them, and Butch ain’t playing and our nicely recaptured babes are ALL tied up again! Their hot mouths ultra-tightly gagged once more, it’s time again for much mmmmppphhhing! But, how did they get caught so quickly, and why have they been relocated to this sinister lab where ticking devices mark their every squirm!?

What we have now is one long, protracted marvel of cleave n’ mumble ingenuity as these most sexy of gags and gagged cow gals are showcased. Indeed, they’re outraged and desperate, mmmmppphhhing hotly the whole while and getting progressively more frustrated the further utterly unable to understand one another they become! Eventually, a jumbled plot to get to ride on outta here (Uh, good luck...) seems to be taking lace, but how might this occur...?

They’re bound and gagged, trussed like ham-hocks with napkins pulled stupidly tightly over their faces, stifling their indignant mumbles! Silent (well, sort of) captives, hidden deep within the bowels of the barn, the gorgeous captives fidget and wriggle, and WILL those ropes eventually loosen?? If they don’t, it is NOT for the want of trying! Those determined fillies!

They writhe and twist and roll and make some very memorable attempts to initiate their escape – you’ll love it – all before being caught in the act by the Baron’s Hench, who has a most important call to make about their little guests (you’ll very much enjoy the Woo-Ster’s feisty responses) ... Now, keep going, ladies, if you could just snag a knot – ANY knot! One thing’s for certain, Big Bad Butch IIS ridin’ on out, and with all of their cattle!! Sorry, Girlies, you got caught slippin’!!

***All productions (video & images) & associated bondage scenarios depicted are strictly of a role play and story driven nature and feature fully consenting participants aged over 18 and established safe signals (clearly defined within each fantasy scene) between model(s) and crew are in continual use throughout the production. Thus, these are pure, tongue in cheek adventuristic fantasy scenarios, without exception fully consensual, contextual and supported by model release to this effect***

Happy Thanksgiving!! And do we have a show for YOU! Pow Pow - Pwing Kapow!

All three of these feisty, tit-bouncing fillies buck and “Gghhhmmmm” in a total RAGE! They cannot believe that this loser, who they all completely dismissed from the moment his sorry ass showed up on Pop’s Ranch, s behind these rustlings! And NO, with their mouths stuffed and tied up with their OWN bandana neckerchiefs, trussed like sides of bacon stashed away on Old Man Cactus’s bed, where nobody will ever know while this creep prepares to set the barn ablaze, with this here ranch catching by dawn’s early light! Man, somebody has to rescue the beauties. But, will they?? Oh, Girls, keep struggling and thrusting those tight pussies and sculpted nude asses this way and that as you mumble incoherent, incandescent with outraged nothings, into the still of this long-abandoned room. Oh, what FUN it is to... witness you all, gagged and tied like prized salamis...

Somebody is stealing sheep from the girls’ second ranch and they belie the sinister McGurn Lads are behind it. They’re wrong.... this time. We commence with two stunning cowgirls from the WILD West snooping around an old stud ranch long rumoured to be haunted, and right now something really DOES haunt these walls. However, on this occasion it isn’t of supernatural origin. Oh no, THIS time it’s that testy little rat and diabolically bad ranch-hand, Dudley Dustfeather, who has taken just about as much as he is gonna from the three fiery maidens who have come here now, looking to thwart some rustlers. How could they POSSIBLY suspect that the only rustler around these here parts is Dudley Himself. Honestly, the girls would never have thought him capable of a plot requiring brain cells to hatch. And that was their gravest error – underestimating ol’ Dudley...

Splitting up, they are soon searching the rambling old manse for the diabolical, no doubt hiding, rustlers. Captured first is the delicious Roxxi, who shows up late but gets DONE up early! MMMMRRRMMMPPHHH!! Tightly handgagged and bundled off for safekeeping. The other bimbos, all dizzy and confused, swiftly follow and once herded up, all are made to strip naked and submit to being tied bandit-style on a bed! There, that’ll hold ‘em! Trussed up tight, they get those testy mouths PLUGGED and cleave gagged with their own bandanas, it’s quite the struggle session until finally, their case agent, Miss Amora discovers them – turns out, the bad guys have been waiting for her ass too!

Not ones to be unduly daunted by a good old-fashioned predicament, our babes have a lot to say, even as the creep gropes their thick tits while they protest, they are most ill-equipped to derail him one iota!

The girls struggle valiantly indeed, to no avail, and later all three are groped and have their hot asses played with as they writhe indignantly indeed. This will hopefully undermine them significantly while the bad guys make provisions to flee. But, wouldn’t you know it, our girls have a plan indeed! Tightly gagged up a, they just can’t quite articulate it right now!

We cut to the girls squirming naked, with the extra naughty Ivy (perfect naked feet there too) hogtied UP with the other wrigglers. Indeed, Scarlett and Roxxi struggle frantically, tightly gagged all! It’s quite a moment as the babes mumble desperately, knowing that this way underestimated bad guy has tied them extra tight. Our bound and gagged beauties are pantyhose masked and further GAGGED with nylon pantyhose The ladies bounce up and down, furious, and you just know who much hot gag talking shall be now done... He roughs them up some more and leaves them to it.

Now, these tied up beauties, bound stringently as they are like hogs, their mouths gagged and stuffed up, all ranting incoherently and flexing their succulent bare feet all the while. Does it get much hotter than this? It DOES – cos now it’s time to tightly mask and gag our women. Dustfeather, you FREAK! You’ll never get away with this. You simply weren’t cut out for the rustling business, and you’ll pay dearly for trussing the babes here and making off with all of that treasured livestock. Damned varmint, ya!!

***All productions (video & images) & associated bondage scenarios depicted are strictly of a role play and story driven nature and feature fully consenting participants aged over 18 and established safe signals (clearly defined within each fantasy scene) between model(s) and crew are in continual use throughout the production. Thus, these are pure, tongue in cheek adventuristic fantasy scenarios, without exception fully consensual, contextual and supported by model release to this effect***

Frohe Thanksgiving!! Und haben wir eine Show für DICH! Pow Pow - Pwing Kapow! <\/em><\/strong><\/p>

Alle drei dieser frechen, brustschwingenden Füllen schlagen und „Gghhhmmmm“ in einem totalen RAGE! Sie können nicht glauben, dass dieser Versager, den sie alle von dem Moment an völlig abgetan haben, als dieser seine traurige Hinterlassenschaft auf Pop’s Ranch zeigte, hinter diesen Geräuschen steckt! Und NEIN, mit ihren Mündern vollgestopft und mit ihren eigenen Bandana-Halstuch-Krawatten zusammengebunden, wie Seiten von Speck verstaut, die auf dem Bett des alten Mannes Kaktus versteckt sind, wo niemand jemals wissen wird, während dieser Schurke vorhat, den Stall in Brand zu setzen, mit diesem hier Ranch, das bis zum Sonnenaufgang in Flammen aufgehen wird’s frühes Morgenlicht! Mensch, jemand muss die Schönheiten retten. Aber, werden sie?? Oh, Mädchen, kämpft weiter und stoßt diese engen Muschis und geformten nackten Ärsche hin und her, während ihr unverständliche, glühende Wut mit nichts sagt, in die Stille dieses lange verlassenen Raumes. Oh, was für ein SPASS es ist zu… bezeugen, wie ihr alle, mit Gag und gebunden wie prämierte Salamis…<\/em><\/strong><\/p>

Jemand stiehlt Schafe von den Mädchen’ zweiten Ranch und sie glauben, dass die sinistren McGurn Lads dahinter stecken. Sie irren sich…. dieses Mal. Wir beginnen mit zwei atemberaubenden Cowgirls aus dem WILDEN Westen, die auf einem alten Zuchtbullenranch herumschnüffeln, der seit langem als verflucht gilt, und gerade jetzt etwas wirklich DAS verfolgt diese Wände. Allerdings, dieses Mal ist es nicht von übernatürlicher Herkunft. Oh nein, DIESMAL ist es dieser zänkische kleine Ratten und böse Ranch-Hand, Dudley Dustfeather, der gerade so viel wie er aushalten wird von den drei feurigen Jungfern, die hierher gekommen sind, um einige Viehdiebe zu stoppen. Wie konnten sie POSSIBEL vermuten, dass der einzige Dieb in dieser Gegend Dudley selbst ist. Ehrlich gesagt, die Mädchen hätten nie gedacht, dass er fähig wäre, einen Plan zu schmieden, der Gehirnzellen erfordert. Und das war ihr größter Fehler – Dudley zu unterschätzen…<\/p>

Sie teilen sich auf und suchen bald das verwinkelte alte Herrenhaus nach den teuflischen, sicherlich versteckten Viehdieben ab. Gefangen wird zuerst das köstliche Roxxi, das zu spät kommt, aber früh genug, um fertig gemacht zu werden! MMMMRRRMMMPPHHH!! Ganz fest handgegagt und weggebracht, um sicher aufzubewahren. Die anderen Blondinen, alle schwindlig und verwirrt, folgen schnell nach und sobald sie aufgelesen wurden, werden sie alle aufgefordert, sich nackt auszuziehen und sich zu unterwerfen, indem sie banditengestalt auf einem Bett gebunden werden! Dort, das wird sie halten! Und zwar fest gebunden, werden ihnen diese zornigen Münder mit ihren eigenen Bandanas gestopft, es ist ziemlich ein Kampftraining, bis schließlich ihre Fallenstellerin, Miss Amora, sie entdeckt – es stellt sich heraus, dass die bösen Jungs auf ihren Hintern gewartet haben auch!<\/p>

Nicht diejenigen, die unangemessen eingeschüchtert werden sollten von einem guten alten Modestil, unsere Mädchen haben viel zu sagen, selbst als der Schurke ihre dicken Titten begrapscht, während sie protestieren, sind sie am wenigsten geeignet, ihn um einen Hauch zu beeinflussen!<\/p>

Die Mädchen kämpfen wirklich tapfer, allerdings ohne Erfolg, und später werden alle drei begrapscht und haben ihre heißen Ärsche gespielt, während sie empört sind. Dies sollte sie hoffentlich erheblich untergraben, während die bösen Jungs Vorkehrungen treffen, um zu fliehen. Aber, wissen Sie, unsere Mädchen haben einen Plan… fest gebunden, sind sie einfach nicht in der Lage, ihn richtig zum Ausdruck zu bringen, zumindest nicht jetzt!<\/p>

Wir schneiden zu den Mädchen, die nackt winden, mit der zusätzlich schmutzigen Ivy (perfekte nackte Füße da auch) hochgebunden zusammen mit den anderen Zappelern. Tatsächlich kämpfen Scarlett und Roxxi verzweifelt, fest gebunden und mit einem festen Knebel versehen! Es ist ziemlich ein Moment, wenn die Mädchen verzweifelt stammeln, wissend, dass dieser Weg unterbewertete Bösewicht sie besonders fest gebunden hat. Unsere gefesselten und geknebelten Schönheiten werden maskiert und zusätzlich mit Nylon-Strumpfhosen gegengaggt Die Damen hüpfen auf und ab, wütend, und Sie wissen einfach, wie viel heißes Gag-Gerede jetzt gemacht wird... Er rauft sie noch ein bisschen auf und lässt sie dann damit.<\/p>

Jetzt diese gefesselten Schönheiten, so streng wie sie sind gebunden wie Schweine, ihre Münder geknebelt und gestopft mit nichts, alle schwafeln unverständlich und schwingen ihre saftigen nackten Füße die ganze Zeit. Kann es heißer werden als das? Es KAN – denn jetzt ist es Zeit, unsere Frauen zu maskieren und zu knebel. Dustfeather, du FREAK! Du wirst nie davonkommen. Du bist einfach nicht für das Viehdiebstahlgeschäft geeignet, und du wirst teuer dafür bezahlen, dass du die Mädchen hier festgebunden hast und mit all diesem kostbaren Vieh abgehauen hast. Verdammter Varmint, ya!!<\/p>

***Alle Produktionen (Video & Bilder) & verbundene Bondageszenarien, die in diesen dargestellt werden, sind streng rollenspiel- und geschichtsgetrieben und zeigen vollständig einvernehmliche Teilnehmer im Alter von über 18 und etablierte sichere Signale (klar definiert innerhalb jeder Fantasie-Szene) zwischen Modell(en) und Crew sind während der gesamten Produktion in ständigem Gebrauch. Daher sind dies reine, zung in Wange adventuristische Fantasieszenarien, ohne Ausnahme vollständig konsensual, kontextuell und unterstützt durch ein Einverständnisformular zu diesem Zweck*** <\/strong><\/p>"