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.

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 Cox and Summer Kline 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 reluctantly agreed that Sam had supplied several creative concepts.

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 Cox and Summer Kline 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 reluctantly agreed that Sam had supplied several creative concepts.

Not only their feet were bare when the hooded figure relocated Poppy Cox and Summer Kline 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.

Not only their feet were bare when the hooded figure relocated Poppy Cox and Summer Kline 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.

After considering their separate ideas, Poppy Cox asked Summer Kline 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.

After considering their separate ideas, Poppy Cox asked Summer Kline 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.

Poppy Cox admitted that she was making progress in devising a scene for their film but didn't reveal any details, instead asking Summer Kline 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 toyed with the dark-haired beauty's bare breasts before rolling Poppy onto her stomach for an opportunity to tickle her bare soles and swat her bottom.

Poppy Cox admitted that she was making progress in devising a scene for their film but didn't reveal any details, instead asking Summer Kline 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 toyed with the dark-haired beauty's bare breasts before rolling Poppy onto her stomach for an opportunity to tickle her bare soles and swat her bottom.

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 and fondled by Poppy's gloved fingers as her bound and gagged plaything struggled. Straining in ropework continued after the burglar left to inspect the house but Summer was no match for the bondage.

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 and fondled by Poppy's gloved fingers as her bound and gagged plaything struggled. Straining in ropework continued after the burglar left to inspect the house but Summer was no match for the bondage.