Claire Irons: Office Rumor

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Briella Jaden: A Night in the Basement - ITN

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Tonight Briella is under Ivan's control. She is dressed in a very hot dress, fishnets stockings, and high heels. The dress doesn't 

last long befroe Ivan pulls it off over her head.  Briella's is standing with  wrists and elbows tightly tied while Ivan shoves a

ballgag deep into her mouth and puts a rope around her lovely slim neck then attaching it to a ring on the ceiling. Now that 

Briella can move around, Ivan ties her ankles and knees together. Briella's shapely legs looks so sexy all tied up in those fishnet

stockings and high heels.

Sarah Brooke: Caught Snooping

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Rachel Adams: Stool - ITN

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Leilani & Raven: Women play with Rope

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Raven Eve: A Great Night - ITN

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Lucy Purr: On Display

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Tripsix: Great Back Bend - ITN

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Autumn: Office Theif

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Autumn: Neck to Feet - ITN

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Miss Shutters: Hot Help

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Raven Eve: Cheating Wife

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Wenona: Bad Day at Work

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Ashley Lane: Bad Night with Ivan - ITN

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Amiee: Today is the Day

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Ivan has been watching Amiee for a long time. He know she loves him but wants to play her little game. Acting as if she does not notice him catching. So until Amiee give him the sign that she is ready Ivan will wait and enjoy watching. He love the way she dresses. Wearing skirts, stoking, and highheel. Showing off her stronger sexy legs for him ever day. And today Amiee give Ivan the sign, she is ready. Of course Amiee does not know what the sign is or that she is even play the game Ivan the the room all setup And ready with rope, gag' and a chair. Amiee is a sexy dress, highheels, and cuban stocking, Ivan's favorite,. Ivan XXXX Amiee to the floor And ties her hands behind the back, then pulls her back to her feet so he can stuff a cloth in her mouth and tape it in tight .Amiee's dress is pulled up so Ivan can see that lovely figure and ropes are applied around her chest to hold up the dress and hold down the arms. After shoving Amiee onto a chair and securing her in place. It is time for Ivan's favorite part, tying up those cuban covered shapely legs with ropes around the ankles and below the knees. Accenting the sexy curve of Amiee's muscular calves. How it is time to play!

Crystal Frost: One little name

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"Ready to talk yet?"
Crystal has been limited to a small radius from the wall by a rope tied around her neck, her wrists tied, ball gag filling her mouth, whimpering as she paces the restricted space. Ivan pulls her over by the neck rope, but she is still stubborn and won't talk.
"I guess we'll have to get a little worse on you then, get a little more persuasion going." He shifts the other end of her XXXX from where it's hooked to the stud in the wall to a hook hanging from the ceiling. "Just one little name stops all this," he reminds her, pulling it up. This only seems to piss her off, and she angrily sXXXXs, "No!" from behind the gag.
Alright, time to up the ante then. "How's your balance honey? Put your legs together." Ivan pushes her knees together and wraps a rope around them. "Getting scared now?" He cinches the rope tight and knots it securely. "Kinda hard to stand up now, isn't it?" It's about to get a lot harder - he has another rope for her ankles. Crystal tries not to move much, carefully shifting her weight from foot to foot.

"Going to tell me now?" Crystal remains silent. "If you're not gonna tell me, I'm going to have to pull out this little thing," Ivan unsheathes a big black knife, the sinister sound throwing her off balance. "It's kind of a useful tool," he stabs it into the beam on wall, "A lot of persuasion in it. We're not quite to that point yet though." He steps behind her. "There are other things that might persuade you." He runs rough hands over the silky material of her red shirt, fondling her tits. " Let's get rid of this shirt maybe..." With one sharp movement, he rips open her shirt, sending buttons flying and revealing a pretty red and black longline bra underneath. Crystal moans behind the gag, nearly crying as he gropes her breasts. "Sure you don't want to tell me honey?" No answer from Crystal, so he steps over to raise the hook, tightening her neck rope, making Crystal gasp. "Is that still a no?" He runs a finger under the waistband of her short little plaid skirt. "Sure you don't want to tell me?" he asks again, pulling the knife from the wall. He cuts through the ruffle of her skirt, creating a slit at her thigh, revealing lacy stocking tops.

"How's your balance honey?" He lightly shoves her shoulder, eliciting a harsh "Fuck you!" from Crystal. He shoves her again, asking, "How long do you think you could stand like that before your knees start to buckle? Hour, two hours?" He makes another slit at her other thigh while Crystal dances in small steps. "You've got strong legs, baby - maybe three hours. Maybe 4! Let me wear you out - turn around!" He XXXX her to rotate, shifting her balance, turning her until she's facing the wall, giving Ivan a new angle on her fantastic legs. He lifts her skirt in the back, making another incision at the back to show off her nice ass and the red panties to match her bra, then smacks her ass. "Let's get rid of that skirt all together." He slices it all the way through and yanks it off, leaving Crystal exposed. "Pretty ass..." He pulls her shirt back up, covering her shoulders. Ivan stabs the knife back into beam right in front of Crystal. "Look at that for a while." Crystal, whimpering and crying, tries to turn herself back around, to not have to stare at the dreadful weapon. She gets a quarter turn before Ivan decides she needs more rope, and ties her elbows together.

"Name? Tell me the name I'll let you go." Ivan reaches forward, pulls the bra down, and squeezes her delicate nipples, making Crystal scream. "What's his name?" He pinches them again, drawing a squeal from her, then moves the blade back into her view. "I don't think you're quite scared enough to tell me yet. You still think I'm not going to hurt you, don't you?" He kicks a small wooden block into place, picks her up and shifts her to one side, then puts the block where her feet were. "How about standing on this block for a while?" He lifts her onto the block. "Are we on it?" He wants to make sure she's stable before letting her go completely - he doesn't want her hanging herself before she tells him the name. He adjusts the hook again, pulling her neck rope tight, making her whimper and whine. "So..." he taps her hip just enough to throw her slightly off balance, "Want to tell me?" He taps again, and she glares at him. He reaches out and pinches her nipples, first one, then the other, both making her grimace. "I think you're nipples are saying yes." He pops her hip again, and smiles at her reaction.

"Ah, I think I'm starting to see a little fear in those eyes." Time to get his answer. "Okay honey, I've really enjoyed playing with you, you're a very sexy woman. But your time's up, so..." He grabs the knife again, and Crystal starts screaming. "Shh, shh..." She quiets down to hear him. "You don't tell me, right now, I'm going to take this nipple off," Crystal shrieks as he points the tip at her nipple, "then that one. So, you ready to tell me?" She expresses desperate agreement. "Tell you what, since you cooperated so nicely," he lets the neck rope off from the hook and puts an arm around her, "I'm going to take you in the other room, lay you down. You give me the name, I'll put you in a nice tight little hogtie, and go see if you lied to me or not. If you didn't lie to me, I'll come back, let you go. If you did, we'll end up right back here, and you can say goodbye to your nipples! Okay?" Crystal whining piteously. "Let's go." Ivan tosses her over his shoulder, a hand around her ankle, and walks out.

Annabelle Genovisi: Handling the merchandise

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Ivan drags Annabelle into the bedroom by her hair and tosses her down on the bed. Ordinarily, she might like a little rough handling like this, from a boyfriend or lover, but Ivan is a stranger who XXXX his way into her home, and she genuinely doesn't like what he's doing to her. She struggles hard, but he has her pinned down to the bed, her hands held tight against her ass, so all she can do is kick her sexy legs and beg for him to let her go while he winds rope around her wrists. The rope is tight and hurts, digging into her skin. When Ivan walks to the other side of the bed, she goes in the opposite direction, squirming her way to the other side of the bed, but he grabs her by the ankles and pulls her toward him for more rope. His big hand encircles her delicate ankles in preparation for tying while she whimpers and wiggles. It's no use - even as she struggles against him, he still manages to tie her ankles, then her knees, and there's nothing she can do but flex and whine. Ivan finally gets tired of hearing Annabelle moan and groan, and crams a big green handkerchief into her mouth, wrapping white electrical tape around her head to keep her quiet.

As if being tied up and tossed around wasn't bad enough, now the big thug starts to unbutton Annabelle's top, and her screamed protests are muffled behind the gag. A pretty white bra is revealed against her tanned skin, a lovely picture. It inspires Ivan to add more rope to her sexy body, tying her elbows tightly while she tries to find the knot at her feet. Ivan pauses after knotting off her elbows to grope her hot curves, then loops a rope around those sensual hips to XXXX a sharp bend in her knees, pulling her heels close to her ass. Her skirt has hiked up around her waist, revealing the outline of a white thong under her dark pantyhose. The rope hooks around her wrists and anchors them to her knees, a taut hogtie Annabelle can only squirm in. To make matters worse, now Ivan humiliates her further by pulling her bra down below her tits, revealing her big, hard, pierced nipples.

Though she was trying to roll herself around to find a knot she can reach, Annabelle nearly panics when Ivan rolls her over close to the edge of the bed, but he has no plans to let her fall. After all, bruised merchandise doesn't sell as well! Though she is awfully sexy all tied up like this, with those high black pumps, shapely legs, and enticing little body, Ivan wants to play with her a bit himself before he sells her to the highest bidder. At this news, Annabelle struggles harder, arching her back and flexing her calves, but only manages to roll herself around a little on the bed before Ivan picks her up, throws her over his shoulder, and carries her off.

Christina: Payback for the Bitch

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Christina is sitting in her hotel room talking to her lover on the phone. She tells him that she’s wearing exactly what he asked her to wear, a nice tight shirt without a bra, a short black mini skirt, nude pantyhose, and black high heels. She tells him to pick up a key at the hotel desk and come on up once he gets here and she’ll be waiting for him in a low sexy voice

While rubbing her legs and caressing her breasts through the thin material, Christina hears someone at the door. She can’t help but smile knowing she’ll soon be in her lovers embrace and be having the most amazing sex. She is taken aback when the man that walks through the door isn’t who she thought it would be. Instead a large man that she knows walks through the door with a bag in hand. She immediately drops the smile standing up to back away from him a little. He grabs her throat from behind her and tells her that Mr. Brown will not be showing up tonight.

The man is one of her underlings from the office that spends a good portion of the day riding, and not in the fun way. He explains that he and the other guys from work don’t appreciate her taking time off and making their jobs harder to go fuck her lover in the middle of the day. He grips her firmly, bending her over the desk and pulling her arms behind her. She squirms around pulling her arms away and jumping on the desk trying to push him away with her legs. He finally gets her wrists tied behind her and gets them tied to her waist.

Once again, he bends her over the desk to get a better angle and really tighten down her wrist rope. Christina curses the man as he manhandles her looping more rope under her breasts and then pulling her top down to expose her bare breasts. He continues the rope over her breasts and upper arms and cinches it in the middle to make them extra perky. He stuffs her mouth full of cloth and places strips of tape over her mouth to keep her nice and quiet, something she has very little practice with.

Ivan moves her to the chair and gets to work binding her legs at the knee and ankle. She tries to make a few getaway escapes but he grabs her by the hair to pull her back into the chair. Using another rope, he secures her to the chair with a rope going over her lap and then down to her legs lifting her ankles off the ground. He pulls her thighs up towards her breasts and finishes it off by pulling her upper body harness to her knee rope and knotting it off several times.

Ivan leaves her alone at the chair to take care of a few details as she screams at him through the gag. Once he’s out of sight, she tries calling for help and rocks back and forth in the chair and desperately tries to reach the knots. After a few moments, he comes back and starts untying the rope keeping her tied to the chair. He tosses her over his should to carry her off as a party favor for all the boys.

Pepper Sterling: Pretty is a full time job

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After a long day at work, Ivan was disappointed to find that Pepper hadn't done any housework. She claims that her job is just to sit around and be sexy - which she does very well, in her hot red dress, cuban stockings, and black pumps - but Ivan disagrees with her work ethic and plans to convince Pepper to his viewpoint. He grabs her and pulls her over to his side of the couch, pulling her arms behind her back and pulling out a rope. This isn't going to help get the housework done, at least not right now, but it will make a point with Pepper, and Ivan will enjoy it, especially as he has her pinned against the couch so she can only flex her shapely legs. Now they need some rope too, so he pulls her legs up into his lap and ties her knees and ankles.

Pepper is looking so good like this, Ivan might decide to let her lay around all day after all - but tied up and with a webcam so he can enjoy the view while at work. Pepper is disgusted by the idea, and expresses it freely to Ivan, which prompts him to pull out a pair of her panties and cram them into her mouth. She tries to bite him through them, but they fill her mouth too much, and he shifts his hand to hold it in while he pulls out some electrical tape for a longer term solution.

To get a better view and better angle to add more rope, Ivan stands Pepper up, pulls one shoulder of her dress down to show off her gorgeous full tits, then ties her elbows together so her tits stick out even more. He picks her up and turns her onto her stomach so he can tie her ankles to her wrists, pulling her into a tight hogtie, anchoring it to the rope around her chest too, to make it even tighter. Her legs are flexed, her back arched, her tits XXXX forward, awfully sexy all tied up like this. Ivan leaves her to think about her options: housework or being tied up all day for Ivan's pleasure. Stubborn Pepper moans and groans while she squirms and struggles against the rope. When Ivan comes back, he tells her he's leaning toward the second option himself, but he'll leave it up to her, and give her a little more time to think about it while he takes her to the bedroom and plays with her like this. He lifts her over his shoulder and carries her off for some bondage fun!

Ten: Out of the way

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"Ouch! You're hurting me! Let me go!"
Unfortunately for Ten, Ivan can't oblige her just yet. "Just relax, stay here a while - in a couple hours, I'll take you back home, drop you back off. Everything will be fine. That okay with you?"
"Not exactly, no!" Neither is him tying her wrists behind her back.
"You don't have much of a choice." As much as she's struggling, Ivan is still quite a bit stronger than she is, and ultimately he's in control here. She tries to tug her hands away again, trying his patience. "Bitch, you're making this hard. You're not going to like it when it gets too much harder." He pulls her wrists back and starts tying the knot.
"I don't like it right now!"
Ivan grabs a full of hair and jerks her head back, glowering down at her. "I'm being nice now - it could be a hell of a lot fucking worse," he growls. "You want it to get worse?" Ten gives a tiny shake of her head. "Then fucking calm down."
Finally the bitch stops fighting quite so hard, her face a terrified pout. She whimpers when Ivan pulls a new rope around her chest, the XXXX of Ivan's movements making her dance short steps to keep her balance. "This is all for your own safety, honey," Ivan explains. "So you won't do anything stupid, get yourself in trouble."
"Please just let me go," Ten begs pitifully.
"Yeah, one day." He ties a knot in the middle of her back, pulling the rope tight under her breasts. "We'll keep you out of the way a couple hours, you'll be ready to go."
"Out of the way of what?"
"You think you really need to know?" Dumb bitch, the whole point of this exercise is her ignorance. "It's a lot safer if you don't know." He yanks her downward, ordering, "Sit down." Her seat is a simple block of wood, and she watches with wide eyes as he loops the other end of the rope around her chest to a hook hanging from the ceiling. She starts to panic, so he reassures her, "Don't worry, honey, it just keeps you in place, that's all it's for."
Ten can't help but fidget and flex her legs nervously. "Please, just let me go," she whimpers quietly.
"Okay," Ivan responds sympathetically, "Just give me a second." Her whining is getting on his nerves.
Ten looks hesitantly hopeful, but when Ivan presents her with a big purple ball gag, she protests, "No no no no!"
"You talk too much!"
"Please don't do that, I promise I'll shut up!"
Ivan doubts that. "Really?" Ten assures him she will. "Uh huh. Go ahh." Ten flinches as he brings the gag close again, clamping her mouth shut, but Ivan pinches her nose, and when she opens to breathe, he crams the big ball gag in, buckling it tight into her mouth. Much better! Finally she's nice and quiet. Ivan moves down to her legs, tying her knees together while she whimpers behind the gag. When he ties the knot, she pulls her legs back, trying to make herself small. Ivan simply grabs her ankles and pulls them toward him, looping the rope around several times, then around under the stilettos of her heels. "That ought to hold you in place for a while." He runs a hand up her leg, making her grimace. "You behave, this is all I have to do to you."

Ten's patent high heels squeak as she shifts and flexes her legs. She leans back against the rope, pushes her legs forward, stretching them out and pulling on the rope. Ivan slips back into the room behind Ten, making her jump when he gets close. "How we doing, honey? Doing good?" Ten shakes her head - of course she's not okay! "We're not? Well, a few more hours... got to entertain myself a bit..." He caresses Ten's shapely leg. "You're a very sexy woman - fantastic legs, hon." His hand dips between her thighs, and Ten shakes her head hard, whimpering, nearly crying. "If I can't entertain myself that way, how can I?" He ponders a moment, playing with his goatee. "I've got an idea. I'll be right back." Ten hopes this new idea isn't worse than the first one. "You're gonna like this. Well, maybe not, but I am." That doesn't sound good to Ten, who renews her struggling, leaning back on the rope, trying to pull it loose while Ivan ties another rope off to the ceiling. He grabs Ten's ankles, lifts them up, and ties them off to the other rope, her legs extended, displaying her pretty calves and shapely thighs. "Since you don't want me rubbing on you or playing with you, I have to go for a more visual pleasure. Give me a show, show off those sexy legs!"

Ten whimpers. Well, it is a better option than having his hands all over her, so she flexes her legs, pulls against the rope, rubs her thighs together, points her toes, the shiny patent leather gleaming as she shifts. She tries to keep him distracted for the remainder of their time, straightening her legs, bending them, pulling and pushing on the rope, praying she'll get out of here safely. Finally Ivan tells her, "You've been very entertaining," and gives her one last grope. "Unfortunately, I've got to get rid of you now." Ten's eyes go wide with terror. "It's okay, don't worry, I'll just take you home, tie you up on your bed, call the cops to untie you." She doesn't seem to like the idea much. Perhaps she doesn't want to be untied after all. He lowers her legs, then unties the chest rope from the hook, wrapping it above her pretty breasts. "Be quiet, I'll be back in a second." Ten fidgets, rotates herself on the block, stretches her legs out and leans back on her hands. Ivan comes back and tells her, "Okay, stand up honey. Ready to go home?" He helps her to her feet, then throws her over his shoulder. "I'll take you home, baby." Ten can only hope he means HER home, not his.

Serene Isley: Making a night of it, Part 4

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As amazing as it is, Serene somehow managed to fall asleep still tied in the most uncomfortable position, all arched and immobile. Ivan wakes her up with a pinch on her lovely exposed nipple, now that the job is all done. He starts to untie her, freeing her from the sharp arch he XXXX her into earlier for trying to escape. Gradually Ivan releases her from being tied to the bed, letting her stretch her legs out, put her arms down, and move her stiff joints. The question, though, is what will she do when he lets her go completely? Will she call the cops, or just forget this night ever happened? He allows her to sit up, her knees, ankles, wrists, and elbows still tied. At least she can move now, but he's not ready to let her go yet. He slides her back so she's sitting against the headboard, telling her there's a change of plans, he can't let her go just yet, but in another half hour or so. Since he doesn't trust her not to run away while he's packing up, a rope secures her wrists to the headboard, then another rope folds her knees up and tied to her waist, her ankles tied off to the same anchor point so she can't really straighten her legs. She does flop around on the bed, left and right, whimpering behind the gag she's been wearing for hours and trying to straighten her legs.

As much fun as Ivan has had with her, tying her up different ways and fondling her gorgeous body, now Ivan's cohorts want a chance with her too, so instead of letting her go “ since she'll probably call the cops if he does“ she's going to spend a bit more time with Ivan, and his friends.

Anna: Stalked and Grabbed

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Anna was walking into her hotel room when a large man walked in right behind her, catching her off guard. He quickly covered her mouth to keep her screams from being heard by other guests at the hotel. He shoves her down on the bed, face down and pulls her arms behind her back. As she kicks and squirms on the bed, her skirt rises up revealing even more of her sexy pantyhose covered legs and hot pink lace thong. He pulls out a bundle of rope from his pocket and tries to bind her wrists but she manages to break free of his grip and tries to pull herself across the bed. He grabs her ankles and pulls her back towards him. He gets her back in position bending over the bed and gets a firm grip on one hand, lopping the rope around it before pulling the other one next to it and winding the rope around both of them, cinching them together.

Squeals, pleading, and insults pour out of her mouth as she realizes that she can’t shake his grip. She won’t give up fighting though and he uses part of his body to pin her in place while he secures the knot. The man grabs her ankles to tie next, even with her wrists tied, she still makes this difficult for him, squirming around on the bed and yelling at him. He grabs her stocking covered feet to try to keep her in place, her shoes being lost in the struggle. She demands to know why he’s tying her up at all and what he wants from her.

The man tells her he wants her to shut up and she replies that it’s not going to happen. He believes her and grabs a handful of her hair to keep her head in place while he shoves a big wad of cloth in her loud mouth. He places a large square of microfoam tape over her mouth to keep the gag in place while he continues with the rope. He traps her legs between his own and adds rope just below her knees. She tries to pull away, her long hair tossing around as her upper body sways from side to side.

Anna starts to get a little tired from all the effort she’s put into trying to get away from this man. He grabs her high heels from the floor and slides them back on her feet and ties them in place so she doesn’t lose them again. Lying face down again, she arches her back, her ass lifting in the air. He pulls her back up to a sitting position and unbuttons her blouse. She screams in protest loudly into the gag as he reveals her pretty purple bra. Using another rope, he creates an upper body harness going around her upper arms and just below her breasts. He uses the end of the harness rope to tie her legs into hogtie to make her a little more manageable.

The man runs his big hands over her sexy ass and thighs, squeezing her calf. He walks away to deal with a few minor details and she struggles on the bed. She rolls over pulling and flexing into the ropes. She tries to scream for help through the gag, but no one is going to save her. Since she’s so sexy and put up so much of a fight, the man thinks about having his way with her before he gives her away. He tosses her hogtied body over his shoulder and carries her out of the room for some more fun at his place.

Anna: The Princess Gets a Throne

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Daddy's little girl wants her dad's right hand man to take her to the club, now. When he explains that her father said no, she hurls insults at the man telling him that if he doesn't take her she'll get him fired because of course her father is going to believe her over him. She tells him to go get the car ready.

When Ivan finally returns, he brings in a chair and a bag with him. He made a decision while he was out getting the car that if he was going to be fired for not following orders or fired because some little princess brat lied, then he might as well go out with a bang. He grabs Anna roughly and coils rope around her tiny wrists cinching them together. He moves her to the chair to keep her from kicking him but she won't stay seated. He grabs a handful of her hair to make her a bit more compliant while he grabs the next rope.

Anna has never been treated this way in her life. Ivan continues to add rope to her going over and under her breasts and securing her to the chair. She tries to call for help, hoping one of the maids would hear her, but Ivan laughs, knowing that the maids are more likely to help him since they all hate the snotty bitch. Ivan stuffs a cloth in her mouth and for the first time ever, Anna is quiet, well quieter, she still yells, now it's just muffled. He adds strips of microfoam tape across her mouth to hold the cloth in place.

Ivan crosses her legs, she is a princess after all, and ties one ankle to one chair leg and does the same to the other. She makes loud squeaky whiney noises under the gag. Once she's nice and secure, Ivan grabs his phone to take some photos of Anna to share with the neighbors. She refuses to show her face, so he grabs another rope and ties it into her long hair. He ties it off to the back of the chair limiting her movement. After adding another rope to make her a bit more secure, Ivan slides her dress down revealing a black lacy bra, calling her a naughty girl. Ivan then decides to try to negotiate with her; he'll untie her if she won't tell her father. She refuses to cooperate, screaming "Fuck no" into the gag. Since she won't play nice, Ivan leaves the princess, on her thrown, bound, gagged, and exposed.

Annabelle Genovisi: Bondage Ordeal

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Tonight was supposed to be a special night - Annabelle was all dressed up for it, in her wine-colored velvet dress overlaid with lace, her Cuban stockings, and high heels. It was just getting toward the time she wanted to make her appearance - fashionably late - when she thought she heard something in the garage. She had just decided it must have been her imagination and was getting ready to head back inside when a big man steps out of nowhere and grabs her by the throat, shoving her into a stool and gripping her small wrists with one meaty . He fishes out some rope and starts wrapping it around her wrists while she protests, "Stop! What are you doing?!" He ignores her completely and tightens the rope, eliciting an "Ow!" from poor Annabelle. "Does that hurt?" he asks in mock sympathy. "It'll hurt more before I get done with you." Bewildered, she ask again, "What are you doing?" "I thought that was obvious - keeping you out of the way for a while." Annabelle's eyes grow wide with fear, and she's practically XXXX while he moves around her and looms over her, tying another rope around the beam on the wall. He grabs her bound hands and hauls them high above her head, tying them off to the beam. Annabelle kicks and squirms, but it doesn't seem to faze Ivan at all. It just draws his attention to her sexy stockinged legs, which are practically begging for rope.

"Having fun yet?" Clearly she isn't, but Ivan is, crossing her shapely legs even as she tries to wriggle free of his grasp. Leaving one leg free, he starts tying a cuff around the other ankle. Annabelle sees an opportunity, since he's right there in front of her, and places her foot against his leg, getting ready to push. "Don't you kick me, woman." His tone makes her reconsider her action - perhaps it's best not to poke the bear, so instead she begs, "Let me go!" Once again he pays no attention to her pleas, tying her knees to one side of the chair. She tries to kick again, but her movement is getting more and more limited - now he's tying the cuffed ankle off to the other side of the chair from her knees, holding her legs crossed. One more rope makes it so she can only strain against her restraints, flexing her legs, but the rope is so tight she cries out in pain. He can't have her yelling like that, so he pulls out a ball gag. Annabelle shouts "no!" and immediately shuts her mouth, refusing to cooperate. Ivan yanks her hair back, making her yelp, and shoves the gag between her teeth, buckling it tight. It doesn't quiet her much, but she seems a little more defeated now, not struggling quite as hard. Now Ivan can stand back and properly appreciate his hot little captive. He fondles her a little, gives her legs a squeeze and a pat, then tells her he'll be back in a while to let her go.

Annabelle whimpers through the gag and thrashes in her confinement, banging the chair against the studs in the wall as her desperation reaches a peak. Ivan hears that all the way in the house, so comes back out to shush her. It only provokes her to make more noise, yelling through the gag and wiggling in the chair. Ivan clamps a hand over her mouth. "Be quiet, or I'm going to have to hurt you." She whimpers softly as he caresses her leg. "About time to let you go?" Annabelle only stares at him, not even daring to hope. "Is it? I might let you go." He unties her hands from above her head, and she jerks away, cowering in her seat. "Calm down, honey." He looks over her bondage. "I think you can get the rest on your own." He starts to walk away. "Bye honey." Annabelle watches his retreat intently, making sure he really is gone before pulling the gag out of her mouth, leaving it hanging around her neck like a prize from her ordeal. She examines the rope, feeling around, but hardly knows where to start.