Lot47 Joyful Jane
Jane, the joyful brunette with a soft, inviting body, climbed into bed wearing only her favorite skimpy cotton tanga panties. The thin fabric sat low on her hips, hugging the swell of her ass and molding snugly over her smooth pussy. Her breasts were bare. She drifted off to bed peacefully.
The masked assailant entered her bedroom without a sound. He slid onto the bed, pinning her arms behind her back with crushing strength. She thrashed wildly, legs kicking, angry muffled screams vibrating against his gloved palm as she fought like hell
heart pounding with fury. Her wrists were already lashed tightly behind her back, ankles bound, and a chest rope framing and squeezing her bare breasts. She immediately started yelling angrily.
“Mmmph! You fucker— let me go right now!”
Before she could get louder, the masked man grabbed the other pair of her discarded skimpy cotton tanga panties from the floor. He balled them up and stuffed the thick wad deep into her mouth, stuffing her cheeks until they bulged. Jane glared furiously and screamed in protest, squirming hard and trying to spit the panties out.
He continued binding her without pause. Rope crushed her elbows together. The chest harness tightened, lifting and presenting her heavy breasts. Jane yelled defiantly into the panty stuffing, thrashing and squirming with rage. He rolled her onto her stomach, yanked her bound ankles up toward her wrists, and cinched them cruelly close into a savage hogtie. Her back arched sharply, breasts crushed into the mattress, ass pushed up and perfectly presented in the skimpy tanga.
Only then did he finish the gag. He tore long strips of silver duct tape and plastered them over her stuffed mouth — full coverage, layer after layer. He wrapped the shiny tape brutally tight around her head, under her hair, over her chin and cheeks, sealing her own panties deep inside until her lower face was a smooth, glossy, airtight mask. Jane’s eyes burned with anger as she screamed continuously into the thick gag: loud, furious, defiant “MMMMMPPPHHH!!” sounds pouring out the entire time.
Now fully bound and brutally gagged, the torments began — slow, deliberate, and steadily escalating.
He started by playing with her panties. Strong hands roamed over the thin cotton, squeezing and groping her ass cheeks through the fabric, pulling the tanga up higher between her cheeks before letting it snap back. His fingers traced the front, rubbing slow circles over her pussy mound, pressing the soft cotton against her swelling clit and slick folds. Jane yelled angrily into her gag and squirmed hard, trying to twist her hips away from his touch.
The intensity rose. He groped harder — mauling her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples — while one hand kept playing between her legs, rubbing and patting her panty-covered pussy with increasing pressure. Jane responded furiously, thrashing in the ropes and shouting muffled curses into the gag. Breath control followed: his large hand clamped tightly over her taped mouth and nose, holding until her muffled screams turned frantic and her face flushed. The moment he released, she immediately started yelling and squirming again, glaring daggers at him.
He returned to spanking her ass — sharp, stinging smacks that turned her cheeks red while his other hand continued rubbing and teasing her pussy through the now-damp cotton. Jane kept fighting back the whole time: squirming, bucking, and making constant angry gag talk, her defiant “MMMMPHHH!!” noises growing louder and more aggressive with every new torment.
The spanking grew faster and harder. The groping became rougher — fingers digging into her tits, slapping her breasts, relentlessly rubbing and pressing the soaked tanga against her dripping pussy, edging her cruelly. Jane stayed highly responsive, thrashing wildly, glaring at him with pure defiance, and shouting nonstop into her thick gag even as her body betrayed her with growing wetness.
By the time he finally picked up her own powerful wand vibrator, Jane was a sweating, trembling, furious wreck — eyes blazing, ass glowing bright red, constantly yelling and squirming defiantly into her gag.
He pressed the thick buzzing head directly over the front of her skimpy cotton tanga, right against her swollen, panty-covered clit. The powerful vibrations hammered through the drenched fabric. Jane’s screams exploded into the gag — furious, unbroken “MMMMMPPPHHH!!!” as her body convulsed violently in the hogtie. She kept glaring at him and thrashing as much as the brutal ropes allowed.
He clamped his hand back over her taped mouth and nose, cutting off her air while the wand goes her higher and higher. The merciless combination pushed her over the edge.
Jane came violently — eyes rolling back, body seizing and arching hard against the ropes, soaking her tanga completely as the orgasm tore through her in powerful waves. Even through the climax she screamed angrily into the merciless panty-stuffed, duct-tape gag, refusing to submit.
The masked man kept the wand pressed firmly against her until the last spasms faded, then finally pulled it away.
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