Best friends Poppy Cox and Summer Kline were excited by the possibility of making a short film in which they'd star. As they sat together on a couch and scrolled through their phones in search of inspiration, Summer turned to Poppy and asked she'd had any interesting thoughts, a question that caused her to stare intensely at the petite blonde. A thrilling scene had been evolving in her mind, one that visualized barefoot Summer swinging playfully around a stripper-pole, unaware that cat-burglar Poppy was about to overpower her! Once the little playgirl was tied to the pole, the towering black-clad villainess stuffed cloth in her mouth and tape-gagged her; Summer's breasts were soon bared. Straining in ropework continued after the burglar left to inspect the house but Summer was no match for the bondage.

Poppy admitted that she was making progress in devising a scene for their film but didn't reveal any details, instead asking Summer about her thoughts, a question that she silently answered by viewing her friend in a very different light. Relaxing on a white couch, Poppy was a sight to behold in a skimpy pink bra and thong panties; her pleasant interlude came to an abrupt conclusion when she was surprised by a blonde cat-burglar. After she was trapped in rope, Poppy's eyes widened as a black-gloved hand stuffed white cloth between her lips and sealed it in place with duct-tape; the naughty intruder allowed her lovely captive to writhe in frustration alone before returning to play with Poppy. Summer's mask failed to hide her delight as she rolled Poppy onto her stomach for an opportunity to tickle her bare soles and swat her bottom.

After considering their separate ideas, Poppy asked Summer if they should consider bringing back their former partner Sam to assist with the project. She vehemently rejected her friend's suggestion and reminded Poppy that Sam was a know-it-all who always demanded control over their ventures, remarks that were impossible to deny. A few moments after returning to their creative thinking, however, a voice resonated through both their minds: "Did I hear my name?"; Sam had returned to their imaginations, which he would indeed soon control. When Summer entered an unfamiliar room, she was baffled by the long strand of rope she saw on a glass table, then encountered its ominously-hooded owner, who bound her wrists behind her back before muffling her protests with a cleave-gag. Summer then discovered the lengthy rope's purpose as it was coiled above and below her cloth-covered breasts; seated on a nearby chair with her ankles bound and the sandals removed from her bare feet, the anxious girl twisted with energetic futility until Poppy found her. After she mirrored Summer's restraint, they both challenged the ropework by turning back-to-back on the chairs to free their wrists; discovered by their nemesis and turned to face each other, the hapless gal-pals stretched their bare feet toward each other once he removed Poppy's sparkling heeled sandals.

Not only their feet were bare when the hooded figure relocated Poppy and Summer to a different area in the house near a sunlit backyard. The naked, bound and gagged heroines would remain indoors, however, as Summer sat on a dark, shining countertop while Poppy balanced below her on a metallic stool. Bare breasts framed by rope and eyes wide above the X-shaped duct-tape gags, they maneuvered cautiously in their separate spaces, with Poppy arching her bare soles back under the stool's seat and Summer turning her legs over the counter's edge. Their positions were soon switched, placing the blonde player on the stool and her tall companion on the counter, where Poppy courageously stretched out her legs to bring her toes against Summer's gag as she leaned forward but the attempt to free her lips failed.

The disguised mastermind promised his subjects a more comfortable arrangement that indeed left them lying back on a padded platform, bound wrists raised above their heads and linked to a nearby table while their ankles were hitched together. The crotch-roped nudes were of course less than grateful, expressing their displeasure before Poppy and Summer both had their lips sealed with microfoam gags, then devoting their remaining energy to disrupting the rope network. They were rewarded with success by tugging the rope-link free but as they began to disentangle their wrists, the attentive man took charge and altered their position. Seated back-to-back, arms around their folded legs and held together by a rope around their waists, Summer and Poppy each yanked awkwardly at the knots pinning their wrists close behind their ankles. When they later reviewed these restrictive visions, the film-making girlfriends agreed that Sam had supplied several creative concepts.

Best friends Poppy Cox and Summer Kline were excited by the possibility of making a short film in which they'd star. As they sat together on a couch and scrolled through their phones in search of inspiration, Summer turned to Poppy and asked she'd had any interesting thoughts, a question that caused her to stare intensely at the petite blonde. A thrilling scene had been evolving in her mind, one that visualized barefoot Summer swinging playfully around a stripper-pole, unaware that cat-burglar Poppy was about to overpower her! Once the little playgirl was tied to the pole, the towering black-clad villainess stuffed cloth in her mouth and tape-gagged her; Summer's breasts were soon bared. Straining in ropework continued after the burglar left to inspect the house but Summer was no match for the bondage.

Poppy admitted that she was making progress in devising a scene for their film but didn't reveal any details, instead asking Summer about her thoughts, a question that she silently answered by viewing her friend in a very different light. Relaxing on a white couch, Poppy was a sight to behold in a skimpy pink bra and thong panties; her pleasant interlude came to an abrupt conclusion when she was surprised by a blonde cat-burglar. After she was trapped in rope, Poppy's eyes widened as a black-gloved hand stuffed white cloth between her lips and sealed it in place with duct-tape; the naughty intruder allowed her lovely captive to writhe in frustration alone before returning to play with Poppy. Summer's mask failed to hide her delight as she rolled Poppy onto her stomach for an opportunity to tickle her bare soles and swat her bottom.

After considering their separate ideas, Poppy asked Summer if they should consider bringing back their former partner Sam to assist with the project. She vehemently rejected her friend's suggestion and reminded Poppy that Sam was a know-it-all who always demanded control over their ventures, remarks that were impossible to deny. A few moments after returning to their creative thinking, however, a voice resonated through both their minds: "Did I hear my name?"; Sam had returned to their imaginations, which he would indeed soon control. When Summer entered an unfamiliar room, she was baffled by the long strand of rope she saw on a glass table, then encountered its ominously-hooded owner, who bound her wrists behind her back before muffling her protests with a cleave-gag. Summer then discovered the lengthy rope's purpose as it was coiled above and below her cloth-covered breasts; seated on a nearby chair with her ankles bound and the sandals removed from her bare feet, the anxious girl twisted with energetic futility until Poppy found her. After she mirrored Summer's restraint, they both challenged the ropework by turning back-to-back on the chairs to free their wrists; discovered by their nemesis and turned to face each other, the hapless gal-pals stretched their bare feet toward each other once he removed Poppy's sparkling heeled sandals.

Not only their feet were bare when the hooded figure relocated Poppy and Summer to a different area in the house near a sunlit backyard. The naked, bound and gagged heroines would remain indoors, however, as Summer sat on a dark, shining countertop while Poppy balanced below her on a metallic stool. Bare breasts framed by rope and eyes wide above the X-shaped duct-tape gags, they maneuvered cautiously in their separate spaces, with Poppy arching her bare soles back under the stool's seat and Summer turning her legs over the counter's edge. Their positions were soon switched, placing the blonde player on the stool and her tall companion on the counter, where Poppy courageously stretched out her legs to bring her toes against Summer's gag as she leaned forward but the attempt to free her lips failed.

The disguised mastermind promised his subjects a more comfortable arrangement that indeed left them lying back on a padded platform, bound wrists raised above their heads and linked to a nearby table while their ankles were hitched together. The crotch-roped nudes were of course less than grateful, expressing their displeasure before Poppy and Summer both had their lips sealed with microfoam gags, then devoting their remaining energy to disrupting the rope network. They were rewarded with success by tugging the rope-link free but as they began to disentangle their wrists, the attentive man took charge and altered their position. Seated back-to-back, arms around their folded legs and held together by a rope around their waists, Summer and Poppy each yanked awkwardly at the knots pinning their wrists close behind their ankles. When they later reviewed these restrictive visions, the film-making girlfriends agreed that Sam had supplied several creative concepts.

El cerebro disfrazado prometió a sus súbditas un arreglo más cómodo que de hecho las dejó recostadas sobre una plataforma acolchada, con las muñecas atadas elevadas por encima de sus cabezas y conectadas a una mesa cercana mientras sus tobillos estaban enganchados juntos. Las desnudas con cuerdas en la entrepierna estaban, por supuesto, menos que agradecidas, expresando su descontento antes de que tanto Poppy Cox como Summer Kline tuvieran sus labios sellados con mordazas de microespuma, luego dedicando su energía restante a interrumpir la red de cuerdas. Fueron recompensadas con éxito al tirar del eslabón de cuerda para liberarlo, pero cuando comenzaron a desenredar sus muñecas, el hombre atento tomó el control y alteró su posición. Sentadas espalda con espalda, con los brazos alrededor de sus piernas dobladas y sujetadas juntas por una cuerda alrededor de sus cinturas, Summer y Poppy cada una tiró torpemente de los nudos que fijaban sus muñecas cerca detrás de sus tobillos. Cuando más tarde revisaron estas visiones restrictivas, las novias cineastas admitieron a regañadientes que Sam había proporcionado varios conceptos creativos.

Después de considerar sus ideas por separado, Poppy Cox le preguntó a Summer Kline si deberían considerar traer de vuelta a su antiguo socio Sam para ayudar con el proyecto.  Ella rechazó vehementemente la sugerencia de su amiga y le recordó a Poppy que Sam era un sabelotodo que siempre exigía control sobre sus empresas, comentarios que era imposible negar.  Unos momentos después de volver a su pensamiento creativo, sin embargo, una voz resonó en ambas mentes: "¿Oí mi nombre?"; Sam había regresado a sus imaginaciones, las cuales pronto controlaría de hecho.  Cuando Summer entró en una habitación desconocida, quedó desconcertada por la larga cuerda que vio sobre una mesa de vidrio, luego se encontró con su dueño de capucha siniestra, que le ató las muñecas detrás de la espalda antes de amortiguar sus protestas con una mordaza de hendidura.  Summer entonces descubrió el propósito de la larga cuerda mientras se enrollaba por encima y por debajo de sus pechos cubiertos de tela; sentada en una silla cercana con los tobillos atados y las sandalias quitadas de sus pies descalzos, la ansiosa chica se retorció con fútil energía hasta que Poppy la encontró.  Después de que ella reflejara la restricción de Summer, ambas desafiaron el trabajo de cuerdas girando espalda con espalda en las sillas para liberar sus muñecas; descubiertas por su némesis y vueltas para enfrentarse, las desventuradas amigas estiraron sus pies descalzos una hacia la otra una vez que él quitó las brillantes sandalias de tacón de Poppy.

Poppy Cox admitió que estaba haciendo progresos en idear una escena para su película, pero no reveló ningún detalle, en cambio preguntó a Summer Kline sobre sus pensamientos, una pregunta que ella respondió en silencio al ver a su amiga bajo una luz muy diferente. Relajándose en un sofá blanco, Poppy era un espectáculo digno de contemplar con un sujetador rosa diminuto y bragas de tanga; su agradable interludio llegó a una conclusión abrupta cuando fue sorprendida por una ladrona felina rubia. Después de que fue atrapada con cuerda, los ojos de Poppy se abrieron cuando una mano enguantada de negro metió un paño blanco entre sus labios y lo selló con cinta adhesiva; la traviesa intrusa permitió a su hermosa cautiva retorcerse de frustración sola antes de volver a jugar con Poppy. La máscara de Summer no logró ocultar su deleite mientras jugaba con los senos desnudos de la morena belleza antes de poner a Poppy boca abajo para tener la oportunidad de hacerle cosquillas en las plantas desnudas y azotarle el trasero.

Poppy Cox admitió que estaba progresando en la creación de una escena para su película, pero no reveló ningún detalle, en cambio le preguntó a Summer Kline sobre sus pensamientos, una pregunta que respondió silenciosamente al ver a su amiga bajo una luz muy diferente. Relajándose en un sofá blanco, Poppy era un espectáculo digno de contemplar con un sujetador rosa diminuto y bragas de tanga; su agradable interludio llegó a una conclusión abrupta cuando fue sorprendida por una ladrona gata rubia. Después de que fue atrapada con cuerdas, los ojos de Poppy se abrieron cuando una mano enguantada de negro metió un paño blanco entre sus labios y lo selló con cinta adhesiva; la traviesa intrusa permitió que su hermosa cautiva se retorciera de frustración sola antes de volver a jugar con Poppy. La máscara de Summer no logró ocultar su deleite mientras jugaba con los senos desnudos de la belleza de cabello oscuro antes de poner a Poppy boca abajo para tener la oportunidad de hacerle cosquillas en las plantas de los pies desnudos y azotarle el trasero.

Mejores amigas Poppy Cox y Summer Kline estaban emocionadas por la posibilidad de hacer un cortometraje en el que protagonizarían.  Mientras se sentaban juntas en un sofá y desplazaban sus teléfonos en busca de inspiración, Summer se volvió hacia Poppy y le preguntó si había tenido algún pensamiento interesante, una pregunta que hizo que ella mirara intensamente a la pequeña rubia.  Una escena emocionante había estado evolucionando en su mente,  una que visualizaba a Summer descalza balanceándose juguetonamente alrededor de un poste de stripper, sin saber que la ladrona gato Poppy estaba a punto de dominarla!  Una vez que la pequeña playgirl fue atada al poste, la imponente villana vestida de negro le metió un trapo en la boca y la amordazó con cinta; los senos de Summer pronto fueron desnudados y acariciados por los dedos enguantados de Poppy mientras su juguete atado y amordazado se debatía.  El esfuerzo en el trabajo de cuerdas continuó después de que la ladrona se fuera a inspeccionar la casa, pero Summer no era rival para el bondage.

Mejores amigas Poppy Cox y Summer Kline estaban emocionadas por la posibilidad de hacer un cortometraje en el que protagonizarían.  Mientras se sentaban juntas en un sofá y desplazaban sus teléfonos en busca de inspiración, Summer se volvió hacia Poppy y le preguntó si había tenido algún pensamiento interesante, una pregunta que hizo que ella mirara intensamente a la pequeña rubia.  Una escena emocionante había estado evolucionando en su mente, una que visualizaba a Summer descalza balanceándose juguetonamente alrededor de un poste de stripper, sin saber que la ladrona-gata Poppy estaba a punto de dominarla!  Una vez que la pequeña chica juguetona fue atada al poste, la imponente villana vestida de negro metió tela en su boca y la amordazó con cinta adhesiva; los senos de Summer pronto fueron desnudados y acariciados por los dedos enguantados de Poppy mientras su juguete atado y amordazado luchaba.  El esfuerzo en las cuerdas continuó después de que la ladrona se fue a inspeccionar la casa, pero Summer no era rival para el bondage.