Isobel Wren: Venturing into the unknown

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Everyone likes a little spice in their love-life once in a while, and tonight is Isobel’s venture into the unknown. It doesn’t go exactly as planned though… Ivan pulls her in by her long red ponytail, tosses her down on the bed, and pins her hands behind her back – all too fast for her to resist much. His strength overwhelms her, and all she can do is stretch out her long legs and try to pull away, but her wrists are still tied quickly enough. Ivan switches her position on the bed so he can corral those shapely legs, putting her ankles between his legs so he can tie her knees. But before he can pull the rope tight, she manages to pull first one leg, then the other, out from his grasp. So she’s going to make this difficult? Ivan holds her legs tightly with one hand while the other starts the rope again.

Isobel still struggles, losing one shoe in the process, but Ivan promises to put it back on – after all, the view is better with the black high heels on. The other shoe drops while he’s wrapping the rope around her knees, which gives her a little more room to maneuver, gradually working her feet out of Ivan’s grip. But by that time he has her knees secure, so it doesn’t really matter. Isobel half laughs, half moans, “I was going to fight so good, but you’re so hard! I’m not going anywhere, it sucks!” But the smile on her face shows that despite her comments, she’s still enjoying it.  She wiggles and squirms while Ivan ties her ankles, and tries to reach back to her knees, arching her back and throwing her hair, straining to even touch the rope, but the knots are out of her reach. She does manage to grab the rope Ivan is using to tie her ankles, but he ponders aloud how many fingers he might break if he jerks the rope out of her hands, and she lets go. He puts her pretty little shoes back on and ties them in place. “At least they’ll be pretty while I’m totally helpless here!” Isobel laughs.

Ivan rearranges Isobel again, sitting her up and pulling her shirt off her shoulders, tucking her pretty pink bra under those lovely little tits for a sexier view. He grabs her ponytail again – a perfect handle to hold her in place while he crams a teal scarf into her mouth and wraps white tape around her head several times. No more complaining about her shoes coming off or anything else Ivan is doing to her – like the rope below and above her pretty breasts, the little pink nipples standing at attention. What else can Isobel do now but sit quietly and try to look angry while Ivan adds more and more rope. She squeaks cutely when he pushes her back down onto the bed, and groans when he links a rope from her wrists to her knees and ankles, moans when he tightens it down by hooking it to her chest harness. She certainly isn’t going anywhere now, she can only wiggle, arch, and flex those beautiful legs.

Ivan starts to torment her by pushing her to the edge of the bed and tilting her until she thinks she’s going to fall – but he catches her and puts her back on the bed before she hits the floor. When he steps away, though, she’s scared to move since she’s still so close to the edge. That’s okay, though, it’s nearly time to go anyway. Ivan moves her easily, turning her to the other side of the bed, then tosses her over his shoulder, eliciting a squeal from pretty Isobel as she dangles from his broad shoulder. Now for the real fun…

Lil Mizz Unique:Chair and Ropes

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We get to see Ivan tie the hot Lil Mizz Unique to a chair. Elbows together and lovely legs

curled up. She is dressed in a shinny blue shirt, black shirt, and high heels.

Serene Isley: Dreaming of rope

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Serene doesn't usually take midday naps because they give her strange dreams, but she was so tired today she decided to take one anyway.  And as she drifted off to XXXX in her silky blue robe and nighty, she wondered what odd things she would dream about this time...

She is awakened by a sexy stranger fondling and caressing her and wrapping rope around her ankles.  Who is this woman, and what is she doing in Serene's room? Where did this natural hemp rope come from?  The woman doesn't seem to want to harm Serene, she's just tying her up, but still, even though Serene is kind of liking the way this feels, she protests weakly, "Don't tie me up, please..."  But the lady only shushes her and cinches the rope around her ankles.  Serene arches, stretching to look over her shoulder, biting her lip, uncertain how to react as the woman in lingerie ties a knot.  She asks again, "Who are you, how did you get in?" But the stranger still remains silent as she works, hushing Serene again.  As the woman reaches for more rope, Serene turns over and sits up, sliding up the chaise to prop herself against its back to get a better view of the voluptuous visitor and her rope - there's a lot of rope piled beside Serene!  Her momentary fear is allayed when the sultry lady straddles her feet and puts rope around her knees.  This is starting to turn Serene on a little, the seductive siren in lingerie and pantyhose putting her hands on Serene, rubbing her legs and tying her up tight enough to feel very real.  "You won't hurt me, right?" Serene murmurs timidly, and the brunette leans over, giving Serene a clear view of her lovely cleavage, places her finger gently on Serene's lips, and shushes her again, trailing her fingertips down Serene's tempting tits.  Serene squirms a little, pressing her thighs together as the succubus continues to tie her knees, feeling like she shouldn't be enjoying this as much as she is, especially when the woman drapes the rope between her thighs to cinch her knees tight.  Serene makes little moaning sounds when the lady tugs her further down the chaise, but obediently moves, and when a big red ball gag is presented, she is compliant again, taking the big ball deep in her mouth with a sensual sigh.  Once it is buckled nice and snug, Serene can't help but enjoy the woman's tantalizing touch as she strokes Serene's hair, fondles her beautiful breasts, and grazes a fingernail across her nipple.  Serene misses the feel of her hands when she stands to get more rope, but distracts herself by examining the rope around her shapely legs, stretching them out to get the full view, admiring how well it defines her calves, especially with the white peep-toe pumps she's wearing.  When the salacious stranger pulls Serene's arms behind her back, she complies readily, quietly moaning as the rope is wound around her wrists.  She reaches back to touch the woman's satiny leg even as the rope gets knotted, but the vixen pulls away and stands in front of Serene, running her fingers through Serene's hair, then pushing her down on her back and straddling her again.  Serene can only wish the seductress would stay there and kiss her, touch her, play with her, but she stands again and turns Serene over onto her stomach, fondling her legs and ass.  Serene tries to return the favor, reaching up to caress a breast, but the she-devil pushes her hands away, and to prevent if from happening again, she gets another rope and ties Serene's heels to her hands, pulling her into a hogtie that arches her back and makes her chest stick out. Serene moans with pleasure, flexing her calves and lifting her ass in the air. Now the woman can freely fondle Serene without Serene's interference, letting her hands roam Serene's body, from her long brown hair to her arched back and tied wrists, to her trussed legs and hot high heels.  If this is another dream, it's one Serene wishes would never end!  But the alluring stranger leaves her squirming and moaning by herself...

Serene wakes up alone, her robe discarded and the rope sadly gone, like the strange lady in her dream.  She can almost still feel the caress of the hemp rope, the teasing touch of the beautiful brunette, and the restriction of the hogtie.  What a dream! Maybe she'll have to take more naps in the afternoon...
           

Annabelle Genovisi: Do you know who my father is?

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Annabelle's first screeching protest to Ivan's manhandling is unsurprising: "Do you know who my fucking father is?" But in fact, Ivan does, and that is why he has feisty little Annabelle and is tying her up - because she is Daddy's only little girl, the apple of his eye, and the one thing in this world Daddy holds dear. As soon as Daddy notices that his little girl was stolen right out from under his nose, he is going to have his whole fucking army out looking for her and whoever took her - which Ivan is counting on. And Annabelle is doing her father proud, fighting just as hard as one would expect from a mob boss’s daughter, even in her shiny purple skirt, fancy Cuban stockings, and patent leather high heels. Even when Ivan has her hands tied and is tying her ankles, she still fights just as hard as she did while he was tying her wrists. This is actually turning out to be more fun than Ivan expected. But, also true to her blood, Annabelle is quite the loudmouth, constantly threatening Ivan, calling him names, then finally asking the only question that matters: "Why are you doing this?"

Annabelle's old man took something of Ivan's, and now, Ivan is taking something from Daddy until Ivan gets his back. He’s not planning on hurting Annabelle, and it's nothing personal to her, she's just a bargaining chip - though admittedly, Ivan is enjoying tying up her sexy little body, even as she insults him further. Just to make the view nicer, Ivan unbuttons her blouse - while she repeatedly tries to bite him. A rope around her waist and to her ankles ensures she won't be kicking him anymore, and a cloth stuffed in her mouth with several layers of tape prevents her further mouthing off or trying to bite him again. But Annabelle is still uncooperative and manages to spit the gag out before Ivan can get enough tape on to keep it in place. Since she wants to be a bitch about it, Ivan just wraps the tape all the way around her head several times so she certainly can't spit it out.
Now Ivan is going to call Annabelle’s father and tell him who he is and what he has done, and why, and to remind dear old dad that in some parts of the country, people are as afraid of Ivan as they are of Daddy – with good reason. The thought terrifies Annabelle, but even with Ivan gone she can’t reach any of the knots or find a way to get loose, and knowing that she’s in the hands of a guy that can be just as cruel as her father makes her want to weep. She just wants to go home, she had nothing to do with this! Until Ivan grabbed her and ruined her night – and is now hauling her off over her shoulder to a more secure location.       

Carissa Dumond: A Day of Play

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Ivan a great time with the very hot Carissa and her sexy shapely legs. It is so much

fun tying Carissa up. She looks stunning with her legs tied together. Then her wrist 

and elbow are roped tightly together. After whatching Carissa roll around on the bed

for awhike Ivan gags her with a rope and ties it off to her lovely high heels.

Hannah Perez: This is going to happen anyway

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"Let me go!" Ivan sort of obliges Hannah by throwing her down onto the chaise, but only momentarily.  He's back on top of her, pinning her wrists behind her back and wrapping rope around them.  "Stop it! Why are you doing this?" Ivan ignores her words and her struggling as he ties her hands, her black skirt riding up to revewl her gartered stockings. "Who are you?" Hannah asks, trying to get some idea of why this man is tying her up, but he remains silent.  He folds her legs up against her ass, grabs another green rope and starts it around her knees.  Her incessant wiggling makes the rope slip to her ankles, but he pushes it back to her knees and cinches it down.  "What did I do?" Hannah pleads again.

Ivan finally answers, "Nothing, really. This is going to happen anyway." Really it comes down to her being in the wrong place at the wrong time, and wearing that sexy little outfit with her gorgeous long black hair and those high heel shoes.  He crosses her ankles to better show off her stockinged legs, and ties them that way.

"You're going to be sorry you did this," Hannah threatens, "People know me, okay? They're going to come looking for me."

Ivan doubts that's really the case, and even if it is, "They're not going to find you.  They'll have no idea where to look."  He loops the rope around her high heels while she squirms uncomfortably.  Once that's knotted off, he shifts her into a sitting position, picks up a roll of tape and a blue rag, and offers her some advice, "If you want to keep your hair intact, don't struggle so much."  He gathers her hair in his fist and presents her with the rag, "I'm going to put thisin your mouth, and wrap this," he holds up the tape, "around your head."  The rage gets crammed into her mouth as she whimpers wide-eyed, then the tape goes around her head again and again, until the only noises she can make are pitiful whines.

"You look scared.  Are you scared?" Hannah whimpers an affirmative.  He picks her up with ease and puts her on her stomach on the chaise.  "I don't know why you're so scared - have I hurt you yet?" The 'yet' simply scares Hannah more, especially as he goes for another rope, one giant hand pressing her heels to her ass.  The rope secures her ankles to her wrists, so she can only flex her thighs and calves.  That should keep her immobile for a while.

"You're a cutie, might have fun with you a little later." Ivan pulls her shirt off her shoulders, revealing a pretty black bra, which gets shoved down beneath her tits.  "I'll be back - enjoy yourself." Hannah, far from enjoying herself, struggles against the rope, rolling from side to side in the limited space on the chaise.  She makes no progress with the rope, gets frustrated and thrashes for a moment before Ivan comes back. "You enjoying your sexy little self?" He picks her up and turns her around on the chaise, then walks off again, leaving Hannah wiggling her feet and struggling.  From her new position, she slides off the chaise onto her knees with a hoarse scream.  Ivan returns to discover her on the floor.  "Where are you going, honey? Go with me."  He lifts her effortlessly off the floor to his shoulder.  "Time to go."   

Anna Lee: Uncooperative bitch

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The big brute drags Anna in and throws her onto the chaise, quickly pinning her with his bulk and starting a rope around her wrists. She squirms and kicks, showing just how little she likes this, bitching the whole time for him to let her go, get off, leave her alone, and every other plea in the book. But nothing convinces Ivan to stop what he’s doing – especially when he sees her little black shirtdress hike up around first the tops of Anna’s lacy black stockings, then even higher to show off that tight little ass. Once her hands are tied, Ivan pulls out another rope, dodging her kicks, and ties her knees together to stop that little problem.

By this point he’s heard enough of her name-calling and complaining, so he helps the feisty girl stand, even collects the hair out of her face, but only to make it easier for him to cram a cloth in her mouth.  As he is about to wind tape around her head to keep her quiet, she spits the cloth back out and glares in stubborn anger. Ivan threatens to get mean on her, and she finally cooperates a little, just enough to be thoroughly gagged, tape wound repeated around her head. He shoves her back down onto the chaise and starts to tie her ankles, but she’s still kicking and kicks her shoes off repeatedly, trying to make things difficult for Ivan. She’s only making it harder on herself, considering she’ll be walking barefoot across gravel if she keeps this up. Ivan puts her shoes back on and this time ties them on to make sure the angry little girl doesn’t kick them off again.

Anna really starts to get fed up with the whole situation, resuming her kicking and grunting angrily behind the gag. Ivan thinks perhaps it’s best to let her calm down a little bit before they go anywhere, and the best way for her to do that is in a nice tight hogtie, so he adds a rope around her waist and around her chest, then to her ankles. Finally the fight seems to have gone out of her a little, though she still bitches and whines from behind the gag. At this point, all she can really do is flex against the ropes, which is fine for Ivan. When he decides she’s calm enough and more compliant, he picks her up from kneeling on the floor straight up to his shoulder, ready to go.   

Candle Boxxx : The Ties That Bind

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        Ivan drags Candle in by her hair and XXXX her over the edge of the bed.  She cries out wondering where he's brought her and what he's doing.  He tells her that if she's quiet and does as he says then she'll probably live.  At those words, Candle panics, realizing her life is in real danger.  She begs him to let her go but instead of freeing her, he ties her wrists tightly behind her back and then repositions her to bind her ankles together as well.
Candle is upset that that isn't what was supposed to happen.  The dating site she found him on said something about the ties that bind and she thought me meant marriage not actual binding!  She wiggles and squirms, her ass lifting in the air as he ties her legs just below the knees.  When Candle slides off the bed trying to get away, he lifts her back up by her arms and her ankles.  He ties her ankles up to her thighs, cinching them together.  He pulls her head back by her hair making her squeal loudly.  He holds her in place while he unbuttons her blouse to reveal her perfect naked breasts.
Using another rope, he ties her wrists into a crotch rope so she feels every jerk of the rope between her thighs.  He pulls out a bundle of stockings and pantyhose, gathers her hair to hold her head still and stuffs them in her mouth, overstuffing it and then winds a semitransparent white tape around her head.  After a few moments of her struggling, he adds more rope, this time locking her elbows to the tops of her feet, effectively hogtying her on the bed.  He tells her that he's going to run to the store to grab a few things for them and turns off the lights leaving her to struggle in the dark.
           

Arielle Lane: Hot little Payoff

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Arielle grunts and fights in protests as Ivan drags her into the garage with a fist in her long black wavy hair. The only thing of note in the space is a small, elegant, wrought-iron table with polished wood top. The pretty little table seems out of place in a garage, but then again, so does Arielle, in her black skirt with high side slits, sheer stockings, black patent leather peep-toe heels, and skimpy white tank top. Calling Ivan names and struggling to get out of his reach, Arielle flexes her lovely long legs and pulls hard against him, but he has her wrists firmly in his grip and starts tying them together despite Arielle’s efforts, pinning her to the little table. Once he has her hands secured, he pulls her tank top down below her pretty little breasts, while she bitches at his perversion and tells him to keep his hands off her.  When he pulls her back up to standing, he gropes her tits before pulling out another rope to frame those pretty breasts. She fights him hard enough that he has a slightly difficult time knotting off the rope, and she taunts him about it, but he’s enjoying her feistiness and the challenge of tying her up. Still, that mouth could be quieter, so he sits her back down on the little table, pulls her hair back out of her face, and crams a cloth into her mouth and wraps shiny black tape around her head to shut her up.

Ivan likes Arielle much better now that he can’t understand her protests as he ties her knees and ankles. She tries to twist and pull away, but at this point her efforts are pretty useless. He ropes her chest harness to a hook above her head, which turns out to be a good thing for Arielle when her struggles shift her far enough off the table to hang herself from the chest rope. Ivan hauls her back onto the table and ties her ankles off to another rope hanging from the ceiling, putting her long legs on display. Ivan recommends she doesn’t fall off the table again, but ensures that she won’t by tying her wrists to the center support bar. Despite his warnings she continues to struggle, flexing her legs, squirming on the table, and shimmying her shoulders. Ivan decides she has too much movement, so he adds another rope pulling her knees to her chest, giving a better view of her tight ass. To improve the view further, he tightens the rope from her ankles to the ceiling, showing off her flexibility and straining the muscles in her legs.

Ivan leaves to take care of the business of getting her ransom money, leaving Arielle secure tied in the uncomfortable position. When he comes back a couple of hours later, he reports that her daddy has paid for her freedom, so he looses her from the ceiling ropes and from the table, but leaves her tied up otherwise, picking her up like a baby to carry her off to the rendezvous point.   

Pepper Sterling: gets Ivan in trouble

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Normally Ivan's job goes pretty smoothly, no problems, the girl gets tied up without a hitch, and in 15 minutes or less, they're gone without a trace.
But then there's Pepper.  Great legs, nice long hair, fabulous tits... and a lot of unexpected fight.  Ivan can't seem to get his rope on this girl - she keeps turning her wrist a certain way, slipping out of his grip. Granted, he likes a good fight, loves a feisty chick, but this one is starting to get on his nerves.

Especially when his boss, David, comes in after him to find out what's taking him so damn long. He has the van sitting out on the street, running and wasting gas.  Doesn't Ivan know how expensive gas is these days? Maybe he's losing his touch when it comes to tying feisty bitches up. It seems like he needs David's help with this one, so David grabs and holds her while Ivan finally gets his rope secured around Pepper's wrists.  Ivan ties a chest harness around her arms and full bust to make it even harder for her to get loose.  Now that Ivan seems to have her under control, David goes back to drive the van around the block to avoid suspicion.  Maybe Ivan will actually have her taken care of when he gets back.

Pepper toned down the struggling while David was holding her - no point wasting energy fighting two guys at once - but as soon as David walks out the door and Ivan goes for her ankles, she starts up again.  Luckily, her wrists and elbows being tied makes it difficult for her to get much leverage, so Ivan still manages to get her ankles tied while bitching about how she got him in trouble with his boss - now David thinks he can't do his job! He is not happy with Pepper.  While he's ranting, Pepper tries to discretely pull the loose end she can feel dangling against her fingertips, but Ivan notices as soon as he knots her ankles, and snatches the rope out of her hands, tying it extra tight and secure just in case she tries that again.  "Nice try, bitch."  He starts another rope around her knees, but her squirming keeps tangling his rope, and he has to straighten it out before he can wrap it tight above her thick calves.  If this vixen would just cooperate a little more, they could have been done and gone by now! He finally ties her ankles to her wrists, then gets up to get the gag material he brought just for her.  When Pepper sees what's in his hand and figures out what it's for, she buries her face in the couch cushion, but at this point Ivan's tired of her shit, and just grabs her by the hair, yanks her head back, and crams the white cloth into her mouth, wrapping the clear tape around her head several times for good measure.

Finally! A little peace and quiet. Ivan wants one more little bit of vengeance on this chick before he goes to check if David is back yet - he rolls her onto her side and pulls her boobs out of her top.  What a view!  She has great tits, and piercings too! 
Ivan can see David through the window, and motions him in to see the sights.  David seems pleased with Ivan's latest acquisition, with her tight ass, long shapely legs, big boobs, and pretty hair - she should fetch a fair price, after they break that attitude a bit. But the van is all ready for her, the box prepped - completely with air holes this time - all they need is for Ivan to heave those big tits over his shoulder and carry her out!
       

Candle Boxxx: Getting his money's worth

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Ivan always enjoys a visit to the best strip joint in town, but the visit is always better when his favorite stripper, Candle, is on duty. The way she moves, and that hot little body, tiny waist, full hips, big tits, long shapely legs, and the fact that she always wears stockings. Ivan doesn't mind paying a lot of money when he's expecting to get a lot more than a lap dance in a private room.  He doles out the cash quite liberally, with Candle promising so much more for his money.  But at the end of the night, toward closing time, she's nowhere to be found.  He figures she slipped out the back and follows her home.

Candle celebrated her economic success tonight with a few drinks before she left, so by the time she walks in her door she’s still XXXX enough to have left the door unlocked - the worst night to make such a mistake. Ivan slips in behind her, hears the tail end of a phone conversation with Candle deriding him to her friend, and if he hadn't already decided he was going to get his money's worth, he is a little less inclined to be gentle about it. He brought a big bag of rope and a few other accessories to make things interesting, and poor tipsy Candle is confused to see him walk into her living room.  She starts to sober up when he pulls out the rope and ties her wrists, but by the time he has her elbows tied and her top down exposing her full breasts, she is very nearly stone cold sober, but by that point it's too late. Ivan sits her down on the table and ties her ankles and knees, then ties the ankles off to one leg of the table, knees to another leg, wrists and elbows to yet another leg, immobilizing Candle's body in a sexy pose that shows off all her best features. And here, at her house instead of the strip club, he can touch all he wants, grope that great ass, caress those sexy legs, and fondle her fabulous tits. And he can get the rest of his money's worth, too, when he unties her from the table and takes her to her bedroom to complete the transaction.   

Carissa: Blonde Babe Tightly Bound

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        Ivan pulls the blonde into the room as she screams, demanding to be let go.  He shoves Carissa against the wall pressing her big breasts into the hard surface.  He pulls her wrists behind her back and expertly binds them together.  She's wearing a tight gray sweater and short red mini skirt that hug her curves.  While she struggles, her skirt raises up showing off the tops of her black lace top fishnet thigh highs.  After pulling her over to a long ottoman to have a seat, Ivan reaches inside and takes her bare breasts in his hands, pulling them out of the cozy sweater for a better view. 

Carissa tells the man that her husband will be home soon and that the police are going to come get him, but he doesn't seem too worried.  He winds another piece of rope around her upper arms under and over her bouncing breasts.  She continues to squeal loudly, at least until he stuffs a big ball of white cloth in her mouth.  He winds green vet wrap around her head, cleaving the first few wraps before covering over the mouth with the last few rounds. 

Ivan lays Carissa down on her stomach to get at her sexy nylon covered legs next.  He coils rope around her ankles locking them together and tying her black patent pumps on her feet.  Another rope gets added to her legs just below the knee.  With her legs tightly bound, he repositions her placing her knees on the ground and XXXX her to bend over the ottoman showing off her perfect ass.  He ties her ankles up to her wrist rope, and chest harness, lifting her feet off the floor.  She continues to moan and whimper in the gag as he runs her hands all over her, smacking her ass a few times.

Ivan leaves Carissa alone for a few minutes and she twists and turns her body, desperate to get away from this crazy man.  When she hears the door she tries to get back into the position he left her in, but she wasn't fast enough.  He lifts her onto the ottoman, turns her on her side and ties her to the furniture.  He tilts the ottoman forward to make sure she doesn't slide off.  Carissa can hardly move at all now, he leaves her tightly bound and makes his exit, leaving her screaming after him. 
   

GiGi: This is not a fucking pedestal!

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GiGi is one of those women who likes to be treated like a queen, with fancy clothes like the tight blue cocktail dress she’s wearing now, and rings with high-carat gems, and sexy high heels to go with every outfit. She wants to be on a golden embellished pedestal, and for the several years she’s been married to Ivan, she’s been talking about him getting her one. Ivan has finally given in and made her a pedestal of her own – but it’s not exactly what she was expecting. It’s a rickety old wood chair on top of a black crate. GiGi laughs at the joke and asks for her real pedestal, and when Ivan makes it obvious this is it and starts tying her wrists, she laughs again and assumes that he’s just going to tie her up and fuck her over the chair or something.

Instead, Ivan picks GiGi up and puts her on the “pedestal” – “Aah! Come on, I don’t even want to do this for five minutes!” GiGi can feel how rickety the chair is, and feels entirely too close to the edge of the box. This isn’t safe! “How are you going to fuck me in the chair like this, you can’t even get to anything!” But Ivan isn’t planning on fucking her here, he’s just having a little fun. He pulls her arms over the back of the chair and ties them off, then ties her hips and chest to the chair, making GiGi panic even more. She calms down a little when Ivan unties the halter neck of her dress and exposes her breasts, thinking maybe now he’ll take her down and start the good stuff, but he’s really just getting a better view. He continues the rope around her chest and teases her again, wiggling the chair beneath her. “I don’t like being up here, I swear on the Bible!” Well she must be liking something, her nipples are hard and perky. Ivan crosses her legs and ties them to the chair, then her ankle to one leg of the chair. She is even more nervous now that she can’t move as much, and when he ties off her other ankle, she’s nearly crying with fear. She starts making promises about the things she’ll do for Ivan, including the one that is the most far-fetched – she promises she’ll shut up for once. Well, Ivan doesn’t have to take her word for it, he has the means to shut her up himself – a roll of white tape and a piece of cloth to stuff in her mouth.

The end result is very sexy, with shapely legs crossed and tied, tits out with nipples hard and perky, mouth taped shut and quiet, and that delicious fear in her eyes. Ivan plays with her a little, a grope here, a fondle there, a little push to make her squeal in fright, then he pulls her to the front of the box and throws her, chair and all, over his shoulder while she screams. She should be happy, she’s finally getting what she’s been asking for all this time – a trip to the bedroom for some real fun.
       

Madison Swan: First Time with Ivan

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Madison meets Ivan for the first time. She is manhandled and played with by Ivan. Madison

ends up in a lovely hogtie with her hair tied to her feet. We have a great veiw of Madison's sexy

legs.

Whitney Morgan: More than one way to tie a bitch

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Ivan sure picked a feisty one this time! But when he saw Whitney walking down the street in that sexy satin outfit and stilettos that show off her shapely legs, he simply couldn't resist.  He followed her until the ideal moment for him to snatch her quietly and quickly, and brought her back to his house.  Dragging her into the bedroom to subdue her wild fighting,  he throws her down on the bed, her blond hair flying. She kicks and struggles, making it hard for Ivan to tie her up, since he doesn't want to hurt her - yet.  Perhaps he underestimated how much trouble this one would be, but that's okay, he likes a challenge.  It's all the more fun when he does break them, after all.  He manages to pin one wrists against her ass and put a rope around it, taking advantage of a momentary lull in her fighting.  She says she'll place nice now, but Ivan knows it's just until she catches her breath - by then he'll have her hands tied though.  Sure enough, as he ties the knot, she slowly fights to pull one leg out from under him, flexing her calf and thigh, reminding Ivan why he was so attracted to her in the first place.  So he grabs both legs, pulls them straight, pins her ankles between his knees, and starts to wrap rope just above her strong calves.  A woman's strength may be in her legs, but Ivan's are still stronger, so even though Whitney attempts to pull her legs free again, he still gets them tied securely - partly because Whitney discovers a somewhat looser coil in the rope around her wrists, and twists until she can reach it to slip it over her knuckles. It takes a lot of squirming and careful pulling, but eventually she manages to slide one hand free, the rope still tight around her other wrist. Ivan isn't too concerned - he knows he's almost done with her knees, and getting one part of her contained makes it a lot easier to deal with the rest. 

"You think you have me, huh?" Whitney taunts, puling the rope off her other wrist. Ivan knows he doesn't have her yet, but it's only a matter of time. He starts another rope around her waist, her legs still pinned between his, then bends her knees and wraps the rope around her ankles, the start of a nice hogtie for this sassy bitch.  Whitney starts to demand he let her go, declaring, "This isn't funny!" Just because he's mean, Ivan digs his fingertips into Whitney's side, tickling her and making her laugh as if it is actually funny. He snatches one hand while she's laughing, tying it into the hogtie first, then the other hand, until Whitney gives in.  "Okay, okay, you win!" She tries to talk her way out of the situation now, saying he's right, there is more than one way to tie a bitch, how ironic, "let me go!" But Ivan has other plans, especially after seeing just how sexy she is tied up. The hogtie really highlights her assets: great legs, shapely and strong; nice plump ass, great for groping and spanking; hot little body over all.  Now that she's not struggling quite so much, he wants to put those hot stilettos back on her, but can only see one shoe.  He starts with that, putting it back on one cute foot, then lifts and shifts the bed to find the second shoe to put back on her foot.  "Thank you... I think..." Whitney is confused by the apparent kindness, so goes on, "Please, you can let me go now. You've won; I'm tapping out." He ties the heels onto her feet so she doesn't lose them again.


"You're damn right I won," Ivan tells her, "And you've lost.  What does that mean?"
"It means... it means... whatever you want it to mean!"
"Exactly! I can do whatever I want."
Whitney whimpers, "Okay, I get it."
"What do you think I want?" Whitney doesn't know, so Ivan tells her, "I want you all tied up."
"But I AM all tied up..."
"So I'll let you go then, right?"
Whitney is confused again.  "Why would you let me go if you wanted me all tied up?"
"Exactly!" Now Ivan's just fucking with her.
"That's not fair!" Of course not, but life's not always fair, and Ivan's always an asshole.  Just to prove his point, he grabs a ball gag and crams it into Whitney's mouth.  Much better! Now that he can't hear her bitch anymore, he tilts her onto her side and slides her shiny gold shirt off her shoulders and pulls her pretty tits out while she whimpers and whines from behind the gag. With a rough shove she's back on her stomach, and Ivan goes off to get things ready. 
"If you get loose I'll give you a prize," Ivan taunts as he leaves.
Whitney squirms and wiggles, but now that she's all tied up, there's no easy way to slip out of any rope, no leverage to pull free, no way out but with Ivan's permission. Whitney is stuck.


Ivan is really liking his new toy, and might have to keep her around a while longer than usual.  "The question is, do I need to use rope to keep you around, or if I let you go will you just stay around?" Whitney sees her opportunity, and nods while he squeezes her calves. "Will you? Do what I tell you to do, stay in my house, take care of me, stuff like that?" She agrees again. "Until when? Until you can escape?" Whitney shakes her head. "No? See, if you had said yes, I would have trusted you, 'cause I know you wouldn't lie to me.  But you lied to me." So rope it is.  But now it's time to play - he'll take her to his bedroom now - this bedroom is the one she'll be staying in, but he has a lot more fun stuff in his bedroom, including places and ways to tie her to the bed. He slides her to the edge of the bed, then picks her up and starts to put her over his shoulder, but between her satin clothing and her sweat from fighting him so hard, she's a little slick, and he has to grip tighter to be able to get her over his shoulder, making her scream in terror.  Play time!
   

Fayth on Fire: Last straw

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Fayth has had all day to think about Ivan coming home to have some fun, and has even taken the time to set up the bedroom, put rose petals down, get all dressed up in a shiny blue nightie, nude stockings, and high heels, just like Ivan likes.  She even has a surprise lined up for him. And she is eager and ready to go when he gets home.

Ivan has had a long day after a long week, and first thing he wants to do is sit for a moment on the couch and relax, maybe take his boots off.  But as soon as he sits down, his hand lands in a wet spot on the couch - damp and reeking of cat piss. That's the last straw. "Fayth! Get in here!"

Eager to get on with the night's fun, Fayth brings Ivan her little surprise, a whole bunch of clothespins to do with as he pleases - but he’s more concerned with the cat piss on the couch - again. He has something for Fayth, instead of the other way around. He brings back a bag full of rope while she tries to corral him into the bedroom, promising to clean up the cat piss later. Ivan starts tying up her wrists though, assuring Fayth she will in fact clean up the cat piss later, but now she needs to understand how tired of this shit Ivan is. When he pulls the straps of her nightie down, she thinks maybe she's going to get what she wanted, but instead Ivan crams a cloth into her mouth and secures it in with layers of tape over her mouth. Now that he can't hear her trying to convince him to fuck her now, he puts her on the couch with her face right in the cat pee. With her unable to avoid the point of his problem, Ivan can tie her ankles, knees, and thighs, making for a very tight, very mean hogtie - especially when he shoves her nose in the cat pee over and over. He uses the clothespins Fayth so graciously offered to pinch all along her breasts, on either side of her pierced nipples and even on her ears, but not the one place she might actually want (on her nose) to avoid the awful cat pee smell. Fayth squirms and struggles, but she can't get away from the smell, the wet is getting in her hair, and she can't get out of the ropes. She is fucked in completely the wrong way from what she wanted! Eventually she manages to rub the tape gag off and tells Ivan, "Fuck you, I’m leaving! No, you know what, you get the fuck out of my house!" So Ivan leaves, cursing her and her damn cat all the way.  As soon as the door slams, Fayth remembers that she's still tied up... and now has no one to untie her. Fuck.   

Serene: Greedy Little Fucker

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        I am finally getting the hell out of this dump.  Everything is lined up and I have a wonderful retirement plan set up.  I’ve been stealing from the company for years and have my money in a nice off shore account; I just have to get to the airport and then off to enjoy the sunshine in my hair.  I have my bag packed and I make a quick phone call to get a company car sent over to take me to the airport.  <br><br>
After waiting for entirely too long, I finally, I hear a XXXX at the door and a large man asks if I ordered a car.  I let him in and tell him that my bags are right over there, pointing across the room.  He shuts the door behind him and reaches out placing his hand over my mouth and forcibly bending me of the end of my couch.  I scream into his hand wondering what in the hell he thinks he’s doing!  He tells me that he and I are going to have a little talk.  He pulls my arms behind my back and coils rope around my wrists.  I try to kick at him but he catches my leg between his pinning it in place. 
I demand that he get off me, stating that I’m going to call the cops.  He laughs and tells me he doesn’t think I’ll be doing that since the police would be very interested in all the money I’ve embezzled.  I deny it, there’s no way he has any proof and right now, he’s just the big oaf that’s attacked me. 
Ivan tells me that me that he has evidence of all the money I’ve stolen.  He has copies of e-mails I’ve sent as well as other information obtained via a keystroke installed on my computer.  Since he works in the mailroom he has access to a lot of things in the office.  He stands me up and keeps his hand on my throat pinning me against the wall.  My breathing is loud and labored and you can see the fear cross my face as I realize that I’ve been caught, but I’m not giving in yet.
I’m not sure what to say at this point.  He tells me that I can either share the money or he can just tie me up and keep me for a while since I won’t be missed.  I had already set up my “vacation” well in advance so I could leave the country.  He ties another rope around my chest just below my breasts and upper arms, then circles around to go above them really making them stand out.  I try to tell him that I didn’t take a lot of money, just enough for my vacation. 
Ivan knows too much though, he knows how much money I’ve taken, or at least a minimum amount.  He tells me that he wants my pin number and account number so he can take half of the money and then I can be on my merry little way.  That’s just not going to happen though.   I’ve been doing this for 3 years and it was not easy, I’ve put in far too much time and effort for him to just get half because he stumbled upon something in the mail room!
I try to pull away from him but Ivan shoves me into the wall hard squishing my breasts against it.  He tells me that the more work it takes him to get the money, the more he plans to take.  I tell him that this isn’t work, it’s him having a few happy hours.  He grabs me by the hair and pulls it hard.  He tells me that he’s a nice guy and is going to let me keep half, I reply in a sarcastic tone.  <br><br>
That didn’t do any good at all.  He stuffs a big ball of cloth in my mouth and winds wide white microfoam take around my head as I squeal and yell at him through the gag.  Once I’m gagged, he brings me to the couch and gets to work on my legs tying them below the knee and at the ankle.  I try to offer Ivan a quarter of the money but he’s being a greedy little fucker and still wants half.  He grabs at my breasts and unbuttons my blouse pulling them out, pinching my nipples and pinching them between his fingers.  He tells me that that’s nothing compared to how much the pliers will hurt pinching my perky nipples.  He places the pliers on my lap to give me something to think about.  He then stands up and tells me it’s now gone to sixty percent since he had to do so much work.  Hea then leaves me alone.  <br><br>
The first thing I do is slide over and shove the pliers in the couch to hide them.  I then pull on the ropes trying to get out of them so I can get away from this crazy freak.  He comes back and looks for the pliers but there’s no way I’m going to tell him that.  He looks for them for a moment and then decides that his fingers can do the job just fine.  He pinches them hard making me squeal.  He ties me into a hogtie on the couch so I don’t get any extra feisty while he goes to grab the truck.  He carries my stuff out to the car and tells me it will be seventy percent when he gets back.
I still can’t believe this is happening!  I fall off the couch as I struggle hitting it hard but not hard enough to XXXX any ropes loose.  I offer him forty percent, I mean I spent 3 years on this, and that’s still a lot of money.  He refuses and I yell in frustration.  I finally cave and offer fifty.  He says seventy percent or nothing.  He picks me up and I offer fifty five, offering sixty as he carries me out. 
       

Amanda Robin: Self Uplifting

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Amanda is tied standing and tied to a ring overhead. We get to watch her try to get free.

She pulls her feet up hanging by her wrist alone and tries to get to the rope with her teeth.

Scarlett Sianaev: Fighting like a Scot

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Scarlett has a sexy night planned with her boyfriend Simon, so when she hears a XXXX at the door, she invites him right in. She calls out a cheerful greeting before actually seeing who walked in her door. “Who the fuck are you?”

“Your worst nightmare.” Ivan grabs poor Scarlett and yanks her to the foot of the bed.  Almost as soon as he puts his hands on her she starts fighting, kicking and squirming, her shiny patent leather heels flying off as she struggles. She nearly pulls away from Ivan a few times, but he always manages to keep one hand on her, and lets her fight until she wears herself out. In the momentary lull, he gets her wrists tied behind her back, then nearly has her elbows tied before she gets a second wind and starts fighting again. When that burst of energy runs out, he collects her hair and crams some panties deep in her mouth to keep her quiet. He wraps shiny black tape around her head to make sure she doesn’t spit it out.

As soon as he lets off just a little, Scarlett picks up the battle again, her shapely legs flailing until Ivan turns her face down on the bed and pins them between his knees, tying her knees together. As her ankles are tied together, even if she had the energy left to fight, she certainly couldn’t go anywhere now. Ivan preferred her outfit complete with heels complementing her Cuban stockings and sexy little chemise, so he puts them back on and ties them on. One more rope pulls her into a tight hogtie, making her back arch and her tight little ass stick up close to her heels.  Scarlett whimpers and squirms, arching and pulling against the rope, ass in the air. Ivan lifts her easily over his shoulder, her tits popping out of her bustier as she dangles from his shoulder, whimpering as he carries her off.

Ashley Graham: Stop whining, bitch!

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Scott told his misbehaving little bitch that if she didn't start listening to him, if she screwed up again, he was going to make her sorry.  Well, maybe he wouldn't himself, since she doesn't seem to want to listen to him, but he has a friend who knows how to make girls behave.  But Ashley did it again, and Scott is tired of it.  He drags her over to Ivan's by her auburn hair and throws her against the wall, his hand around her throat.  "So this is the girl who's not been behaving herself?" Ivan pulls her toward him, turns her to face the wall, her wrists behind her back, and jacks her elbows up so her face is pressing into the wall so he can tie her wrists. 


"Does it hurt?" Scott asks, and Ashley whines in response, her breasts pressed hard against the wall.  Ivan's not doing it right if it doesn't hurt, though Ashley complains that she doesn't understand why they have to hurt her. "I don't understand why you didn't listen," Scott retorts. "Maybe you'll listen next time."
"I don't like this very much..." Ashley whimpers, but Scott reminds her he doesn't like when she doesn't listen, and puts a hand around her neck while Ivan finishes tying her wrists.  Ivan points out that the point is for her not to like this, or she won't learn anything.  She moves off the wall to give another protest, but Ivan shoves her back into it.
"I don't want you getting off that wall again," he warns her as he starts to tie her elbows together. "Are you always this whiny?" She bitches about the pain again, but Ivan tells her it could be much worse.  "So stop whining." Ashley quietly gives a "yes sir."
Scott is amazed. "I wish I could get her to stop whining like that."
"Want me to add that to part of her little lesson? Less whining?" Ivan offers, and Scott certainly likes the idea.  Ivan turns her around with her back to the wall and ties the tail of her elbow rope above those big boobs, making Ashley grimace.  "Does that hurt?"  Ashley makes a face but doesn't say anything.  "Answer me," he smacks her lightly to get her attention, "Does it hurt?" She whimpers and gives another "yes sir." Ivan turns to Scott. "She doesn't listen at all, does she? Won't even answer a question."
"No, she doesn't, that's why I brought her to you." 


Ashley continues to wince and grimace while Ivan knots off the rope, her breasts thrust out by her arms tied behind her back.  He gestures off to one side, "Why don't you get me that stuff over there for me, we'll stuff a big gag in her mouth.  That will stop her from whining."  Scott hands Ivan the blue handkerchief which gets crammed into Ashley's big mouth. 
Scott notices a difference immediately. "That's better already!"
Ivan gets him to find the end of the microfoam tape that will hold the stuffing in Ashley's mouth, and puts his big hand over her face in the meantime.  "Are you going to be nice to me? Are you going to start listening to him?" Ashley whimpers an affirmative, still managing to sound whiny even with Ivan's big mitt covering her mouth. "We'll see about that."  Scott hands him the tape ready to roll, and Ivan covers the lower half of Ashley's face with it, wrapping it around her head as she whimpers piteously. He picks her up and puts her sitting on the floor, her slim legs out in front for him to tie, and she moans in protest.  "Stop whining," Ivan orders.  Ashley quiets down to just little squeaks of self-pity as Ivan ties her knees, but then picks back up the moaning and groaning. 


"I'd listen to him if I were you," Scott pipes in.  She's a pretty one, but that bitching and moaning rather detracts from the appeal.  "When they're pretty but they have an attitude, it's not worth it." Ashley watches Ivan start around her ankles and moans some more.  She starts to kick her shoes off, but Ivan doesn't want her getting comfortable and tells her to keep them on.  Just to make sure she can't disobey, he loops the rope around the stilettos to secure them on.  To add to Ashley's discomfort and to Ivan's and Scott's enjoyment, Ivan untucks Ashley's shirt to show off those big breasts she has, lifting her shirt and pulling her bra down.  Scott watches her squirming and flexing, trying to get a little more comfortable, and finds that he likes her this way - tied up and gagged, with boobs exposed - quiet a sexy little package!  She claws at the rope, trying to make it not quite so tight, but Scott recommends she not try to get out of it.


Ivan comes back with some more microfoam tape to try to quiet her whining a little better, and picks her back up to standing so he can apply it.  She's a little unsteady with her knees and ankles bound, but when Ivan props her against the wall, she can keep herself upright and they can enjoy the view.  But, there are steaks on the grill, beer in the fridge, and a couple of nice cigars that need smoking - so Ivan proposes they put her in a nice tight hogtie to make sure she's not going anywhere, and go relax a bit while Ashley learns her lesson.  He puts her down on the floor, pulls her ankles in close to her her hands.  She whimpers and whines as he tightens it down, and Scott compliments his work.  "I tell you what," Ivan says, "If you like this, whether she does or not, you come down here a couple of times a week, I'll show you how to do that to her." He turns her so Scott can fully appreciate the hogtie. That sounds like a great idea - but for now, Scott is interested in those home brewed beers.  The guys go off to enjoy their meal, leaving Ashley rolling around on the floor, writhing and trying to make herself just a little more comfortable.  The hogtie is so tight she can only flex and twist a little, managing enough momentum to turn from side to stomach and back again.


Ivan and Scott eventually come back with a great idea - Scott can take Ashley home just like this.  Ivan can even put her in the trunk for him.  Ashley clearly doesn't like the idea, but Scott puts it to her this way, "Do you want to come home, or do you want to stay here?"  She yells her preference from behind the gag.  "Don't yell at me," he warns, and makes her ask nicely to go home, please.
Ivan tells Scott that if she continues to be a problem, there are a whole lot harsher ways to tie, some really mean, like tying her hair back or putting a rope around her neck.  But she's going to behave now, isn't she?  I guess we'll see.  Ivan picks her up off the floor, puts her over his shoulder, and carries her out to Scott's car.
           

Dakkota: Indecent behavior

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A desk job may not be the most thrilling thing in the world, but the women at Ivan’s office make the workplace a lot less mundane: most of them are good-looking women, appropriately dressed for the business world in skirts and heels all the time. Especially the boss lady, Dakkota. She is the classic MILF, with long legs, tan skin, and dirty blonde hair, and she always dresses the part – button-up blouse, fitted pencil skirt, and high-heeled pumps – but often takes it a step further with silky nude stockings with that sexy black seam up the back. In an environment like that, how could Ivan not leer at the women around him? Unfortunately, he’s none too discreet about it, and has been making some of the ladies very uncomfortable with the way he looks at them and talks to them. Dakkota has let it go long enough, but now it’s time to let Ivan go instead.

Ivan feigned ignorance when Dakkota called him into the office with the bad news, but once she told him he was fired, he saw an opportunity. Coming back just to verify that he’s out of a job no matter what, Ivan has nothing left to lose when he grabs Dakkota out of her office chair and puts her face down on top of the desk. He pins her wrists behind her back and pulls out a length of rope to coil around her wrists. She yells for security, but unfortunately for her, those guys happen to like Ivan and his gift of scotch enough to be unavailable for the moment. No one is going to help poor Dakkota, no one is going to stop Ivan, who adds another rope around her crossed ankles. She fusses at him, demanding to be let go, but he just moves on to her knees and ties them tightly together. Finally tired of hearing her bitch, Ivan has just the solution: a wad of cloth and some shiny black tape – appropriately the tape that Dakkota’s company makes. It is perfect to wind around her head to keep the cloth stuffed in her mouth.

Behaving even more like the pervert Dakkota accused him of being, Ivan unbuttons her shiny black blouse, revealing a pretty little white bra and that fabulously fit body under her business attire. Is it any wonder that Ivan stares? A rope around her chest and to her ankles limits her movement even further and makes her even hotter – maybe getting fired isn’t so bad after all. Now he finally gets to do more than look at his sexy boss – now he gets to take her home and play with her too. He leaves her hogtied on the desk to make sure the coast is clear. Adding one more rope pulling her ankles close to her ass for good measure, now she’s ready to go home with him – he throws her over his shoulder and takes her out.
           

Ten: He Wasn't Interested In Talking

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    Ten was busy texting her friend when she heard someone open her back door and rush through the house.  She tried to back up asking who he was and how he got in but he wasn't interested in talking.  He jerked her flailing body up causing her to drop her phone and then XXXX her back on the chaise, straddling her squirming body.  He pulls her arms behind her back as she repeats the questions.  She tries to jerk away, even calls for help, but still the man says nothing.  He pulls out some rope and ties her wrists behind her back.
Once Ten's arms are secured, he repositions himself over her sexy thick legs prepared to tie them as well.  She isn't going to go down that easily and she kick hard at the man.  He catches her legs and with a quick twist, he flips her over to her stomach and proceeds with his task of binding her legs just below the knee and then the ankles.  As she rolls around, her skirt raises showing off the tops of her stockings and her black garter belt.  He ties her high heels on her feet and then pulls the rope up to her wrists locking her in an inescapable hogtie.
After all that, the man finally makes a noise, he says, “Shhhh” as he sits some cloth and tape in front of her.  He rotates her on the cushion and stuffs the big cloth in her mouth.  She screams loudly into the fabric but it gets quieter when he winds black tape around her head a few times.  He tells her, “Shhh” again, and she looks at him unsure of what to do.  She looks at him with pleading eyes, her screams going silent, only whimpers coming through while she pulls on the ropes.  It isn't until he puts his hands on the buttons of her top that she begins to scream again.  They grow louder when he pulls out her breasts pinching her nipple between his strong fingers.  He brings her to a kneeling position and tosses her over his shoulder to carry home his new toy. 
               

Drea Morgan: Road Trip

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“Where are you taking me?”

While that may be a relevant question, what poor Drea should be worried about is what Ivan is going to do to her, considering he dragged her into the garage by her hair and is currently tying her wrists behind her back. She can only whimper and beg him not to hurt her, fear ringing in her voice. Even so she’s being a little too noisy for Ivan, who stuffs her mouth with a cloth.  Drea is too scared of this big man to fight while he wraps the tape around her head again and again. She flinches when he pulls her tight black halter top up to reveal her perky little tits with pierced nipples and shakes her head, wide-eyed, in quiet protest of the rope he wraps around her chest below and above her breasts.

Ivan lifts Drea easily into the back of his Jeep, her tight purple skirt hiking up to reveal lacy black stocking tops. He turns her onto her stomach to tie her ankles and knees, better showing off those slim shapely legs and high high heels. Drea arches her ass in the air, squirming just enough to remind Ivan why he picked her sexy ass for this ‘road trip’. He rotates her in the Jeep to add one more rope anchoring her heels to the rope around her chest. When he pulls it so tight her heels touch her palms, Drea squeals from behind the gag. But there’s nothing she can do now, she’s going along for the ride. Ivan closes the back door, gets in the driver’s seat, and starts up the car.

As they hit the road, Drea can only hope someone will notice this guy driving around in broad daylight with a half-naked woman tied up in the back of his Jeep. She rolls around and tries to find some way to make her presence more noticeable, but Ivan’s vehicle is ridiculously clean and empty – except for her – and she can barely roll around the immaculate trunk. Watching the trees pass through the window only makes Drea realize how close and yet how far freedom is at this moment. Ivan promises a lot of fun when they arrive at their destination – wherever that is – but maybe not so fun for Drea.  After all, Ivan loves to hear a girl scream, and he will be the only one around to hear her. The idea makes Drea even more desperate to have another driver notice her, so she shimmies back toward the back door of the Jeep, moaning softly and pulling on the ropes. But the further Ivan goes, the less hope she has, and when the car finally stops, her fears have been realized and no help is coming. When he opens the back door and hauls her out, Drea knows there is no escaping whatever fate Ivan has in mind for her now.



           

Hannah Perez: Do what you're told

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"You've been bad, hon, and since you've been bad, we're going to have to teach you a lesson."  Ivan pushes Hannah into the room ahead of him.  She had been blindfolded on the way over so she's disoriented and scared, especially when Ivan grabs her wrists and starts winding a rope around them.
"I'm sorry, please, just let me out, I won't do it again!"
Ivan reminds her how it's supposed to be. "I tell you to do something, you do it.  I don't care if you think it's legal, if you think it's fair, you think it's fun or right, you do what I tell you to do."
"Okay, alright, I will, fine, please just let me go!"  Ivan knows that after he's done with Hannah, she won't screw up again, but he's not going to let her off without the full experience.  At least, if she does it another time, she won't be around to do it again.  This is just a warning - a very severe warning. After knotting off her wrists, he pulls another rope from where they hang on the wall and starts it around Hannah's tiny waist.  She suddenly decides to fight back, and starts pulling away from Ivan, jerking on the rope.  Ivan just yanks her back and continues to tie her while she protests, "You can't do this!"  It's going to happen whether she fights or not, and she might want to conserve her energy for later - she might need it.  Hannah whimpers. 
"How long can you stand on one foot?" Ivan asks.  That doesn't sound good to Hannah - she doesn't know how long and doesn't want to find out - but her opinion doesn't matter right now.  "You don't piss me off, and I won't have to hurt you."
"I'm sorry, I really am, I won't do it again."
"I know you're sorry, but you'll be more sorry by the time I'm done."  He loops the rope around her chest to a hook hanging from the ceiling and drags Hannah into place.  "That'll hold you for a while - don't want you falling down on me." Hannah stares wide-eyed at the hook and starts to freak out about whatever Ivan has planned for her.  She tries to slip her wrists out of the rope, but no matter how hard she pulls, she can't get loose.  She starts to beg and plead again, but Ivan doesn't want to hear it any more, and he has a solution to keep her quiet - a nice black ball gag.  It somehow makes her sexier.


Next a rope around her right ankle, just to make things interesting.  Hannah whimpers and whines behind the gag, but she's the one who messed up, and she has to pay for it with a little suffering.  Ivan tells her to lift her foot, pulling the rope up to the hook above her head.  He was serious about the standing on one leg!  Hannah moans and flexes her legs.  Ivan explains the situation - she fucked up once already, but if she does it again, he'll put a rope around her neck instead of her chest and see how long she can stand on one leg then.  Hannah hops around and twists and shifts her weight, trying to find the best position, flexing her legs, leaning on the rope around her chest.  After a few moments of watching her struggle, Ivan steps in again and spices up his view, making her just a little more uncomfortable by unbuttoning her blouse beneath the rope and pulling her tits out, then lets her long beautiful hair down.  Now as she moves, her tits bounce and her hair is tossed around.  Ivan encourages her to imagine what it would be like if the rope were around her neck, how quickly her leg is getting tired, and how hard it would be to hold herself up... after another few minutes of letting her imagination run wild, Ivan lets her leg down, asks her if she thinks she'd be dead by now if that rope had been around her pretty little neck.  He grabs a fist full of her hair and leans in close. "You going to listen to me from now on? Do exactly what I tell you to do?" Hannah vigorously agrees.  "Alright, I'll tell you what - put your legs together."  She starts to whine again as he ties her ankles together, but he shushes her.  "You said you'd do what I told you, I'm telling you to be quiet." She's obviously still afraid - but fear is educational.  He unties her chest from the hook, allowing her to stand up straight again - but he's not letting her go yet.  "I'm going to leave you tied up the rest of the night just so you understand what's going on." Hannah groans. "But isn't this a lot better?" She's not hanging on the hook anymore.  "I'll take you in the other room and put you to bed.  Tomorrow we'll let you go, okay?"  He lifts her over his shoulder.  "Alright honey, you'll be okay."  At least, if she does what she's told.