Frustrated by what she saw as they walked around the location, property manager Sawyer Cassidy told her assistant Tess Thompson that it had obviously been damaged by several irresponsible recent tenants. After telling Tess to continue checking around the immediate area, Sawyer walked off through a wooded space to continue her evaluation of a more distant section. There her active examination came to a halt when she was tied and tape-gagged, then struggled in disbelief as she sat on a low concrete wall, her motions constrained by another rope hitching her to a massive post. When Sawyer didn't return in a few minutes, Tess went searching for her and was stunned to find her boss bound and gagged; soon after confronting the troublesome tenants, the pretty assistant also strained against taut ropework and murmured to her superior behind the duct-tape sealing her lips. Once Sawyer moved her legs off the wall so that her feet touched the ground, they sat side-by-side and rubbed their gags together until Tess's slipped off, enabling her to call for help. Their rescue would not occur, however, and a different bondage encounter was just around the corner.

No longer dressed in stylish tops and skirts, the anxious women had also lost their heels, which brought their bare feet into contact with the straw-lined floor of the barn where they were held. Sawyer wore a grey top and sweat pants as she stood against a ladder, her wrists hitched above her head to one of its steps and her lips spread by a cleave-gag. Barely able to move, she twisted cautiously while watching similar contortions by Tess, who sat trussed and cleave-gagged in shirt and slacks on a wooden chest several yards away; after their breasts were exposed, the eyes and muffled voices of both the manager and her assistant expressed their indignation to the strange tenants responsible for their plight.

The next awkward step in their unmanageable day brought them indoors to a small bathroom; all clothing having vanished, Sawyer sat naked in a tub with her wrists and ankles tied while Tess sat in similar nude restraint on the floor. Although the managers were briefly able to speak their minds, ball-gags soon filled their mouths and futile writhing consumed their energy until they attempted to cooperate in freeing each other. After Sawyer lifted her legs up over the edge of the tub, Tess moved over with her back turned with the hope that her boss's toes could loosen the knots around her wrists. When the positions of their bodies made the venture impossible, Tess began to slide toward the door, only to be caught, then tethered to the tub by a rope around her waist.

Despite the reality that they remained in humiliating nudity, trapped in rope that framed their breasts and gagged with duct-tape, the powerless pair at least appreciated the softer support of a bed where they sat side-by-side. Feeling more like a team than they'd ever thought of themselves before, Sawyer and Tess tried to loosen each other's ankle ropes with their bare feet before turning back-to-back to focus on bound wrists. When failure followed so did more intense struggling as they murmured in disappointment before first Tess, then Sawyer slid onto their sides and continued to challenge ropework that refused to release their straining bodies.

The property managers had spent plenty of time in their office but never in such restrictive situations. Casually clad but intensively hogtied, Sawyer arched on the desk where she'd worked, eyes wide above a black X-shaped gag and bare soles flexing above her hands. Tess was also clothed and identically gagged but more modestly tied to a chair across the office from her mentor; she decided not to remain passive so rolled the wheeled chair close to the desk, raised her legs and tried to peel off Sawyer's gag with her toes. It was a courageous effort but the vigilant overseers responded by switching their places so that Tess tested her strength against a hogtie on the desk while Sawyer sat roped to the chair. She too later rolled the chair over to make a second toes-to-tape attempt that actually succeeded, allowing Tess to call for help -- but a phone call soon arrived that revealed the day's meaning was quite different from what the property managers believed.

Frustrated by what she saw as they walked around the location, property manager Sawyer Cassidy told her assistant Tess Thompson that it had obviously been damaged by several irresponsible recent tenants. After telling Tess to continue checking around the immediate area, Sawyer walked off through a wooded space to continue her evaluation of a more distant section. There her active examination came to a halt when she was tied and tape-gagged, then struggled in disbelief as she sat on a low concrete wall, her motions constrained by another rope hitching her to a massive post. When Sawyer didn't return in a few minutes, Tess went searching for her and was stunned to find her boss bound and gagged; soon after confronting the troublesome tenants, the pretty assistant also strained against taut ropework and murmured to her superior behind the duct-tape sealing her lips. Once Sawyer moved her legs off the wall so that her feet touched the ground, they sat side-by-side and rubbed their gags together until Tess's slipped off, enabling her to call for help. Their rescue would not occur, however, and a different bondage encounter was just around the corner.

No longer dressed in stylish tops and skirts, the anxious women had also lost their heels, which brought their bare feet into contact with the straw-lined floor of the barn where they were held. Sawyer wore a grey top and sweat pants as she stood against a ladder, her wrists hitched above her head to one of its steps and her lips spread by a cleave-gag. Barely able to move, she twisted cautiously while watching similar contortions by Tess, who sat trussed and cleave-gagged in shirt and slacks on a wooden chest several yards away; after their breasts were exposed, the eyes and muffled voices of both the manager and her assistant expressed their indignation to the strange tenants responsible for their plight.

The next awkward step in their unmanageable day brought them indoors to a small bathroom; all clothing having vanished, Sawyer sat naked in a tub with her wrists and ankles tied while Tess sat in similar nude restraint on the floor. Although the managers were briefly able to speak their minds, ball-gags soon filled their mouths and futile writhing consumed their energy until they attempted to cooperate in freeing each other. After Sawyer lifted her legs up over the edge of the tub, Tess moved over with her back turned with the hope that her boss's toes could loosen the knots around her wrists. When the positions of their bodies made the venture impossible, Tess began to slide toward the door, only to be caught, then tethered to the tub by a rope around her waist.

Despite the reality that they remained in humiliating nudity, trapped in rope that framed their breasts and gagged with duct-tape, the powerless pair at least appreciated the softer support of a bed where they sat side-by-side. Feeling more like a team than they'd ever thought of themselves before, Sawyer and Tess tried to loosen each other's ankle ropes with their bare feet before turning back-to-back to focus on bound wrists. When failure followed so did more intense struggling as they murmured in disappointment before first Tess, then Sawyer slid onto their sides and continued to challenge ropework that refused to release their straining bodies.

The property managers had spent plenty of time in their office but never in such restrictive situations. Casually clad but intensively hogtied, Sawyer arched on the desk where she'd worked, eyes wide above a black X-shaped gag and bare soles flexing above her hands. Tess was also clothed and identically gagged but more modestly tied to a chair across the office from her mentor; she decided not to remain passive so rolled the wheeled chair close to the desk, raised her legs and tried to peel off Sawyer's gag with her toes. It was a courageous effort but the vigilant overseers responded by switching their places so that Tess tested her strength against a hogtie on the desk while Sawyer sat roped to the chair. She too later rolled the chair over to make a second toes-to-tape attempt that actually succeeded, allowing Tess to call for help -- but a phone call soon arrived that revealed the day's meaning was quite different from what the property managers believed.

The property managers had spent plenty of time in their office but never in such restrictive situations. Casually clad but intensively hogtied, Sawyer Cassidy arched on the desk where she'd worked, eyes wide above a black X-shaped gag and bare soles flexing above her hands. Tess Thompson was also clothed and identically gagged but more modestly tied to a chair across the office from her mentor; she decided not to remain passive so rolled the wheeled chair close to the desk, raised her legs and tried to peel off Sawyer's gag with her toes. It was a courageous effort but the vigilant overseers responded by switching their places so that Tess tested her strength against a hogtie on the desk while Sawyer sat roped to the chair. She too later rolled the chair over to make a second toes-to-tape attempt that actually succeeded, allowing Tess to call for help -- but a phone call soon arrived that revealed the day's meaning was quite different from what the property managers believed.

The property managers had spent plenty of time in their office but never in such restrictive situations. Casually clad but intensively hogtied, Sawyer Cassidy arched on the desk where she'd worked, eyes wide above a black X-shaped gag and bare soles flexing above her hands. Tess Thompson was also clothed and identically gagged but more modestly tied to a chair across the office from her mentor; she decided not to remain passive so rolled the wheeled chair close to the desk, raised her legs and tried to peel off Sawyer's gag with her toes. It was a courageous effort but the vigilant overseers responded by switching their places so that Tess tested her strength against a hogtie on the desk while Sawyer sat roped to the chair. She too later rolled the chair over to make a second toes-to-tape attempt that actually succeeded, allowing Tess to call for help -- but a phone call soon arrived that revealed the day's meaning was quite different from what the property managers believed.

Despite the reality that they remained in humiliating nudity, trapped in rope that framed their breasts and gagged with duct-tape, the powerless pair at least appreciated the softer support of a bed where they sat side-by-side. Feeling more like a team than they'd ever thought of themselves before, Sawyer Cassidy and Tess Thompson tried to loosen each other's ankle ropes with their bare feet before turning back-to-back to focus on bound wrists. When failure followed so did more intense struggling as they murmured in disappointment before first Tess, then Sawyer slid onto their sides and continued to challenge ropework that refused to release their straining bodies.

Despite the reality that they remained in humiliating nudity, trapped in rope that framed their breasts and gagged with duct-tape, the powerless pair at least appreciated the softer support of a bed where they sat side-by-side. Feeling more like a team than they'd ever thought of themselves before, Sawyer Cassidy and Tess Thompson tried to loosen each other's ankle ropes with their bare feet before turning back-to-back to focus on bound wrists. When failure followed so did more intense struggling as they murmured in disappointment before first Tess, then Sawyer slid onto their sides and continued to challenge ropework that refused to release their straining bodies.

The next awkward step in their unmanageable day brought them indoors to a small bathroom; all clothing having vanished, Sawyer Cassidy sat naked in a tub with her wrists and ankles tied while Tess Thompson sat in similar nude restraint on the floor. Although the managers were briefly able to speak their minds, ball-gags soon filled their mouths and futile writhing consumed their energy until they attempted to cooperate in freeing each other. After Sawyer lifted her legs up over the edge of the tub, Tess moved over with her back turned with the hope that her boss's toes could loosen the knots around her wrists. When the positions of their bodies made the venture impossible, Tess began to slide toward the door, only to be caught, then tethered to the tub by a rope around her waist.

The next awkward step in their unmanageable day brought them indoors to a small bathroom; all clothing having vanished, Sawyer Cassidy sat naked in a tub with her wrists and ankles tied while Tess Thompson sat in similar nude restraint on the floor. Although the managers were briefly able to speak their minds, ball-gags soon filled their mouths and futile writhing consumed their energy until they attempted to cooperate in freeing each other. After Sawyer lifted her legs up over the edge of the tub, Tess moved over with her back turned with the hope that her boss's toes could loosen the knots around her wrists. When the positions of their bodies made the venture impossible, Tess began to slide toward the door, only to be caught, then tethered to the tub by a rope around her waist.

No longer dressed in stylish tops and skirts, the anxious women had also lost their heels, which brought their bare feet into contact with the straw-lined floor of the barn where they were held. Sawyer Cassidy wore a grey top and sweat pants as she stood against a ladder, her wrists hitched above her head to one of its steps and her lips spread by a cleave-gag. Barely able to move, she twisted cautiously while watching similar contortions by Tess Thompson, who sat trussed and cleave-gagged in shirt and slacks on a wooden chest several yards away; after their breasts were exposed, the eyes and muffled voices of both the manager and her assistant expressed their indignation to the strange tenants responsible for their plight.

No longer dressed in stylish tops and skirts, the anxious women had also lost their heels, which brought their bare feet into contact with the straw-lined floor of the barn where they were held. Sawyer Cassidy wore a grey top and sweat pants as she stood against a ladder, her wrists hitched above her head to one of its steps and her lips spread by a cleave-gag. Barely able to move, she twisted cautiously while watching similar contortions by Tess Thompson, who sat trussed and cleave-gagged in shirt and slacks on a wooden chest several yards away; after their breasts were exposed, the eyes and muffled voices of both the manager and her assistant expressed their indignation to the strange tenants responsible for their plight.

Frustrated by what she saw as they walked around the location, property manager Sawyer Cassidy told her assistant Tess Thompson that it had obviously been damaged by several irresponsible recent tenants. After telling Tess to continue checking around the immediate area, Sawyer walked off through a wooded space to continue her evaluation of a more distant section. There her active examination came to a halt when she was tied and tape-gagged, then struggled in disbelief as she sat on a low concrete wall, her motions constrained by another rope hitching her to a massive post. When Sawyer didn't return in a few minutes, Tess went searching for her and was stunned to find her boss bound and gagged; soon after confronting the troublesome tenants, the pretty assistant also strained against taut ropework and murmured to her superior behind the duct-tape sealing her lips. Once Sawyer moved her legs off the wall so that her feet touched the ground, they sat side-by-side and rubbed their gags together until Tess's slipped off, enabling her to call for help. Their rescue would not occur, however, and a different bondage encounter was just around the corner.

Frustrated by what she saw as they walked around the location, property manager Sawyer Cassidy told her assistant Tess Thompson that it had obviously been damaged by several irresponsible recent tenants. After telling Tess to continue checking around the immediate area, Sawyer walked off through a wooded space to continue her evaluation of a more distant section. There her active examination came to a halt when she was tied and tape-gagged, then struggled in disbelief as she sat on a low concrete wall, her motions constrained by another rope hitching her to a massive post. When Sawyer didn't return in a few minutes, Tess went searching for her and was stunned to find her boss bound and gagged; soon after confronting the troublesome tenants, the pretty assistant also strained against taut ropework and murmured to her superior behind the duct-tape sealing her lips. Once Sawyer moved her legs off the wall so that her feet touched the ground, they sat side-by-side and rubbed their gags together until Tess's slipped off, enabling her to call for help. Their rescue would not occur, however, and a different bondage encounter was just around the corner.