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Moon is all dolled up, with slinky black dress, Cuban pantyhose, red stilettos, and red lipstick, ready to go out and have some fun. She tells her boyfriend Ivan that she’s going out to the dance club with her girlfriends, but he doesn’t believe her. He has it on good authority – from Moon’s best friend Claire – that she’s been cheating on him. Why else would she dress like that except for another man? And furthermore, she has been acting a lot happier lately, going out every night, supposedly dancing with her friends, but when Ivan called Claire the other day when Moon was supposed to be with her, Claire said she wasn’t. So Ivan has decided to keep all that sexiness home tonight so he can enjoy it, as he should. With all this lying and cheating, Ivan doesn’t trust her to stay in and behave tonight – especially after his accusation – without a little incentive, so he ties her wrists tightly behind her back. She finally admits she’s been screwing another man, but it doesn’t really help her now. Ivan pulls her sexy little black dress down off her shoulders to show off those lovely full tits.

“Is this supposed to be fun?!” Moon certainly isn’t enjoying herself, but Ivan is. He turns the chaise lounger around so the back is toward him, the perfect height to bend Moon over. She is bitching and complaining about the way he’s treating her, but she has no room to talk right now, and Ivan is tired of hearing it. He pulls out one of Moon’s scarves, one he had tied a knot in earlier just for this purpose, and presses the knot into her pretty little mouth, tying it behind her head. He is already liking her better! More rope frames those beautiful breasts while Moon calls Ivan muffled names through the gag and complains about him tying her up. At least he’s not cheating – he is tying her up, not some other chick! He ties the rope around her chest to a rope he had already tied around the chair, pushing her ass high in the air and further ensuring she isn’t going out tonight. More rope ties her sexy legs at the ankles and knees.
“What is the guy’s name, anyway?” Ivan asks.
“What do you fucking care?”
She’s right, it really doesn’t matter – Ivan is going to make sure she’s not going to see him again anyway. Moon is going to spend a lot of time tied up here at home for Ivan’s pleasure.
”You can’t keep me tied up all the time!” The gag can’t muffle Moon’s anger.
”You’re right, maybe I should get a cage.”
”I’m not a fucking dog!”
”You cheated like a dog, so what’s the difference?” Ivan pulls Moon’s ankles up and ties them off to her wrists, more or less a hog tie over the back of the chaise, showing off her sexy little body to great advantage.  “I’ll be back to get you later – I hope you enjoy your ‘stay’.”
Moon squirms and flexes as much as she can, but the ropes are biting into her flesh and she has absolutely no leverage against them. After a while, Ivan comes back to check on her, and she demands that he untie her, but he pretends he can’t understand her because of the gag, which only gives her more to bitch about. Finally, though, he does untie her from the chaise, and shifts her to her knees on the seat, but only so he can stick another cloth in her mouth and put shiny black tape over it. Maybe that will actually keep her big mouth quiet – it certainly makes her a lot sexier to Ivan. It inspires him to haul her off to the bedroom over his shoulder so he can get some of the action now too.