Heels and Tits 01: Corporate Espionage
“Mmmm,†Lucille and Karina exchange a kiss despite the backpacks weighing them down.
“Let's do this,†Lucille pulls up her dark brown bandana mask.
“Yep. Time to collect a payday,†Karina adds, pulling up her own white bandana mask.
Lucille and Karina hold hands while strutting through the big office building with its cubicles for a multitude of workers. There are six girls to kidnap, each of whom has her own quirks. Each of them, thus, are going to be uniquely nabbed. Industrial gray carpet is everywhere, and the taupe cubicle walls and fluorescent lighting only emphasize the cold evil of this place.
Lucille, the taller captor, has vivacious brown eyes that almost glazed over at times, tanned skin, and long brown curls. Her burgundy button-up three-quarters sleeve blouse is tight, showing all of her curves. Her dark brown skirt loosely bounces around, but it doesn't quite cover her knees. A pair of dark green leggings takes care of that, and a similar bandana headband keeps her curly hair out of her face during her labors. Brown cowboy boots finish the outfit. A pause and a kiss.
Karina, the mastermind, knows what was needed and from whose computer she needs it. White knee socks and pink canvas sneakers betray how casual she is about her deeds, and a crayon blue bandana headband complements her own flowy knee skirt. A pink long-sleeve t-shirt is a chic way to close out the outfit of a diabolical young woman. A pause and a kiss.
Karina is 5 inches shorter than 5’9†Lucille, the muscle. For a time, the camera only shows their ankles and feet as they strut about the building. They pause, turn, and kiss. You only know this because Karina’s feet disappear via the top of the screen. Her feet do soon return, and the march resumes. The camera pans up and shows them stopping by a cubicle, one with a cheerful bright sign that says “Katelynn Banks, Chief Engineer.†They point to the sign, and then Karina pulls a paper out of her bag. She notes it and puts it in her shirt pocket. They both have pockets on their shirts. Karina drops her bag in silence and opens it to get a spray bottle and gloves.
Miss Banks is between the two in height, 5’6â€. She has a large bust that is accentuated by the tight, form-fitting button up white long-sleeve blouse with charcoal grey pinstripes. She has a high-waisted charcoal gray mini skirt, matching pantyhose, and black 3 inch closed-toe heels. She has a light gray blazer over her blouse for an extra air of authority, and she has a blush belt with a gold buckle for an extra bit of flair. Her shoulder length blonde girls are puffed out just a little, and her brown eyes match the slight tan she has, likely requiring tanning lotion to achieve a look like that on such an otherwise obviously Slavic person. She has a sturdy, thick frame.
With a nod of acknowledgment, Lucille steps into the cubicle. Shiny black gloves adorn her in a mysterious way, making her seem both mysterious and dangerous. Karina is ready with a bottle of some sort of strange pink liquid, a menacing spray bottle, a bottle of danger. Karina’s gloves are equally disturbing because of how blue they are. Latex gloves; kidnappers gloves. Katelynn sits at the computer, typing something with a confident look and adeptly hits the enter key with her pinky finger with a flourish and an immature smile. The black gloves enter the screen from the left side. One gloved hand gags her; the other grabs her torso.
“MMMMMPH!†she wails, and then a spritz from the bottle, via a blue hand, tinges the air.
“Go to sleep, Miss Banks,†Lucille sweetly tells her.
“Ugggg,†Katelynn rolls her eyes, struggles, and goes limp.
“Thanks, my dear,†Karina sinisterly smiles while watching the spray work, “Move quickly.â€
A resealable bag comes out of the bag. It’s stuffed full of black pantyhose. Dozens of pairs of a familiar feminine hosiery are in the bag. The limb girl cannot resist having her body rolled over so her kidnappers can cross her wrists behind her back and bind her arms with the pantyhose. It is Lucille binding the top, and Karina ties her thighs and her crossed ankles, making sure that the hose wraps into the damsel’s heels. A harness and a waist/crotch rope made of pantyhose pin her arms further, and a pair is pulled over Katelynn’s head as a hood. This protects her from choking on the hose that they begin using to stuff her mouth.
“Gmm?†she opens her eyes and regains her senses as quickly as she lost them, “MMM?!â€
“No worries, Miss Banks. You’ll be fine,†Karina smiles sinisterly.
“This is fun,†Lucille pushes at least 5 pairs of the pantyhose into Katelynn’s mouth.
“MMMM!†another pair is long enough for a triple wrapped, or 5 layered, cleave gag.
“That’s it, Miss Banks,†Karina unbuttons her shirt to reveal her gray bra.
“Let’s get rid of this,†Lucille cuts the bra open to reveal the captive’s breasts.
“Nooo,†Katelynn shakes her head and looks at the masked attackers in horror.
“I’ll be quick about this,†Karina takes the seat at the desk and takes out her paper again.
“Very nice,†the lecherous Lucille fondles Miss Banks without remorse.
Karina quietly types away at the computer while Katelynn struggles on the floor and discovers a terrifying reality. She has been bound and gagged by some sort of corporate spies. Why would a pair of girls like these want to steal secrets from a large snack and beverage producer though? It didn’t make sense, but Katelynn struggled and squirmed on the floor nevertheless. With Lucille so closely watching her, she has no chance to escape, but she could perhaps get the gag out to let out a loud scream to warn the others. After a few minutes, Karina motions for Lucille, and with a wail Katelynn is slung over Lucille’s left shoulder and gives a couple of smacks on the butt.
Karina looks both ways and motions for Lucille to follow her across the hall into the conference room. They lay Katelynn on the table and use more hose to wrap her torso and thighs as the first part of a ball tie. The second part is the connector from her wrists to her ankles. Katelynn won’t be escaping anytime soon, and Karina shuts the door and puts a “Meeting in progress; please do not disturb†sign on the door that has no glass on its interior wall, meaning no one inside can see into the room and notice the captured, helpless damsel-in-distress. A couple of clothes racks are in the room.
“Excellent,†Karina says before a pause and a kiss.
“Mmmmm… nice,†Lucille smacks her lips and wiggles her eyebrows.
The next destination is the space belonging to one “Julia Pulaski, Social Media Expert.†With an evil gaze, Karina and Lucile peer into the cubicle and see another big busted girl. Taylor wears a tight fitting burgundy turtleneck sweater, a navy blue a-line knee skirt, skin-tone pantyhose, and a pair of turquoise cowboy boots with silver high accents at the ankles. Shoulder-length, or just a little longer, dark brown hair and brown eyes accentuate her smooth cheeks. Her frame is sturdy, but not as sturdy as Katelynn’s. She was tall enough to make up for the build, 5’7.5†to be exact.
“GMMMM!†she is grabbed by Lucille just like Katelynn.
“Shush, Miss Pulaski,†Karina reassures her, “If you cooperate, no harm will come to you.â€
“OK,†the second captive whimpers as pitifully as she possibly can, “What do you want?â€
“I just need some information,†the blonde begins strapping the captive’s ankles.
“Just behave, and no harm will come to you,†Lucille straps Julia’s elbows behind her back.
“Hey, that hurts,†she whines some more, but her wrists and thighs are strapped, too, “Stop!â€
“Be quiet,†Karina pushes the electric purple ball gag, part of a harness, into Julia’s mouth.
“MMMMM!â€
“That’s right, Miss Pulaski,†Lucille pulls up Julia’s sweatshirt and bra.
“Noooooo!†she says in garbled fashion when her breasts are forced out by a strap.
“You feel mighty nice,†Karina grabs both breasts and squeezes them tightly.
“UGH!†the captive watches a strap on either side of her breasts hold them out for all to see.
“Now, Julia, don’t mind me,†Karina takes a seat at the desk, “I just need your computer.â€
“I’ll just enjoy myself for a little while,†Lucille eagerly fondles the damsel-in-distress.
Julia gets almost constantly fondled and kissed by the overly happy Lucille, a kidnapper of the more diabolical kind because she is an eager and loyal servant of a more sinister kind, doing any deed for her own pleasure. The captor also watches the captive struggle on the industrial carpet while the mastermind extracts the secrets to corporate marketing from Julia’s computer.
Then, after about 5 minutes, Julia is slung across Lucille’s shoulder and carried to the conference room. Along the way, Lucille eagerly gives Taylor light spanks on the butt without remorse; the damsel struggles and wiggles as much as she possibly can. Drool flows off the humiliating gag in her mouth, and she is laid down on the floor and hogtied with another strap. She is helpless.
Julia Pulaski gets to struggle and listen to Katelynn Banks, and vice versa, for a couple of brief moments before the camera jumps to Karina and Lucille strutting through the building. It now is obvious that they are going by proximity to the conference room because this makes it harder for them to be spotted by the few other workers. They arrive at the next cubicle, “Jessica Sanders.â€
Inside the cubicle sits a chic and confident young woman with blonde hair and blue eyes. A pair of blue jeans, white pantyhose, and navy blue pumps are an interesting choice. She wears a navy blue polo shirt with an icy blue bandana folded into a band and tied about her neck. An icy blue scrunchie holds her hair in a ponytail. Her chair is a standard wooden chair, but it has casters to make it a rolling chair. She is relaxed and casual about her work and doesn’t see Karina’s blue gloves enter the frame, holding the red bandana soaked in chloroform. In an instant, both hands clamp over her mouth and nose, forcing her to inhale the acrid fumes. In her attempt to escape, she kicks her legs, but she quickly passes out.
Taking advantage of the circumstances, four bright red cinch straps secure each arm to the arm of the chair, and above her elbows her upper arms are secured to the back of the chair. Karina takes a pair of dirty socks off the camera girl’s feet and pushes them into the captive’s mouth. A green bandana tightly cleave gags her to hold the socks deep in her mouth. Karina exposes the girl by pulling the shirt up and moving the lacy white bra before cinches hold the clothes out of the way and secure her torso to the back of the chair, just like the cinch at her waist. Four cinches each bind her thighs and legs, and longer cliches secure her thighs to the seat of the chair. Another cinch ties her feet together to keep her pumps on her feet. Lucille wraps her face in many layers of clear tape just as the girl begins groggily stirring in the bonds from which she cannot escape.
“MMMM!†Jessica stirs and discovers how brutally tight her bondage really is.
“There, there,†Karina sinisterly puts clothespins on Jessica’s bare nipples.
“Uhhh ahh oooo oooooihhhh?!†the captive quietly demands through the gag.
“Don’t be afraid, Jessie,†Lucille roughly fondles the girl, “We’re not here for you.â€
“We just want to get some stuff off this computer,†Karina expertly tracks down the information.
Jessica struggles and squirms as best as the cinch straps allow her while Lucille vamps her with a strong fondling of the breasts, kisses on the gagged lips, and sensual rubs of the tummy. Jessica tries to wail, but she cannot do much at all because of the dirty socks in her mouth. She retches a little on the flavor, but she accepts her reality without more complaining despite her squirms and struggles. She is wide-eyed and desperate, and she is subjected to squeezes of the clothespins.
“MMMMM!†she wails while she is wheeled away from her cubicle.
“It’s going to be all right,†Karina taunts her, “We got what we wanted. Just be quiet now.â€
“Ohhhhhhhh,†Jessica sighs in defeat, accepting what is happening to her without complaint.
“You’re the best,†the leader kisses her underling, “I love you.â€
“I love you more,†Lucille smiles under her mask and gazes lovingly at Karina.
“Mmmmmph,†Jessica rolls her eyes when she sees her captive co-workers in the room.
“Enjoy, hot stuff,†Karina sadistically tweaks the clothespins on her way out of the room.
“GMMMMMMM!†the captive roils in pain at that action.
“Genevieve Badeaux, Sales Manager†is written in a fancy script on the cubicle. This is where the next captive, a tall French girl, about 5’7†and strong and muscular, sits. She has a red tank top summer dress with white polka dots flowing down to her calves. She has a red leather belt, a chunky belt, around her waist to make her curves obvious. Red pantyhose lead to black pumps. A denim jacket is unbuttoned and one her body, and a red bandana headband holds her hair back. From her ears dangle earrings with red jewels, likely garnets. She has a smile upon her face, and her shoulder length brown hair and dark brown eyes show a strange sense of peace.
Karina and Lucille hold hands while walking to their next captives cubicle. They can’t resist it; they kiss once again. This kiss is longer and slower, though. They’re in the emotional high of a thrilling morning of kidnapping. One would think they’ve done this before. This time, Karina is a bit more devious, pulling out a black handgun.
“Hands in the air, hot stuff,†Karina orders Genevieve without compunction.
“Are you nuts?†the French girl turns to face her captors and notices the masked women.
“Sit on the chair backwards on your own, or we’ll knock you out and give you no choice.â€
“I’ve never heard such absurdities,†Genevieve mutters and complains but complies.
“Thank you very much,†Karina takes the denim jacket off.
“I hope you choke on your own socks!†the fiery, brave girl fires back before settling to silence.
Genevieve has her arms roughly pulled behind her back and crossed in the backwards manner, with her hands forced to rest on her shoulder blades in a mockery of reverse prayer position. The white rope ties her wrists in this position while Lucille ties the girl’s knees to the junction where the chair back, the seat, and the back legs all meet. A red bandana cleave gags the girl, and clear tape wraps around her face to render her unable to speak. Her ankles are tied together under the chair, crossed and with the rope worked into her heels.
“Let’s see what you’ve got,†Lucille pulls the straps of the dress and bra down her arms.
“MMMMM!†Genevieve protests the exposure of her tits, but a tight rope harness follows.
“That’s our sweet little girl. Now you won’t give us any trouble,†Karina taunts the captive.
“Mmmmmmm!†the girl tries, but she can’t resist her shoulders being tied to the chair back.
“You’re so pretty,†Karina turns to the computer, “Have fun while you can, sweetie.â€
“With pleasure!†Lucille almost squeals with delight, fondling Genevieve and kissing her lips.
Karina resumes the process of stealing from the computers while Lucille fondles and tortures Genevieve. The French girl tries to look pitiful, but she instead gets binder clips on her nipples as a reminder of Lucille’s sadistic position of power. Lucille is loving the power and embracing it perhaps even more than Karina. Lucille passionately kisses the captive, who squeals and tries everything she can to break free. Karina finishes and also kisses Genevieve.
Like Jessica Sanders, Genevieve Badeaux is wheeled away towards the conference room while a series of taunts emanates from both of her captor’s lips. She is squealing and wailing with great determination, but she cannot escape the grasp of the ropes that bind her so securely. She tries as best as she can, but her efforts all go to waste. Even her most piercing shriek can’t help her. Just like the others before her, Genevieve is left behind in the conference room to suffer alongside all the other captives.
“Madison Vee†is the next target of those who turn girls into damsels-in-distress. She is a strong and tall girl at 5’7.5†and a mistress of edginess. She has a yellow sports bra, form fitting leather pants in a shiny black, and a bright blue and black plaid schoolgirl knee skirt over the pants. She is wearing knee-high boots and a cropped leather jacket. A yellow kerchief bandana holds back the long, wild, curly dark brown locks of hair, and her brown eyes betray the trauma of the past. She doesn’t see the two pairs of hands coming to grab her from behind.
“GMMMM!†she is grabbed, and the chloroform soaked bandana pushes over her nose, “NO!â€
“Calm down, our precious,†Lucille holds the rag against her face.
“That’s a good girl,†Karina cackles wickedly while helping to hold Maddy in place.
“MMMMMMMMM!†Maddy wails before losing consciousness.
“Well, that was disappointingly easy,†Lucille bemoans her own strength.
“Oh, quit being so picky,†Karina kisses her, “You’re marvelous in all things. Hence, my love.â€
Together, the captors bind Maddy’s wrists, elbows, and forearms and incorporate a harness and a waist/crotch rope into all of the binding. Three ropes bind each leg segment, and a pink 2.5 inch head harness ball gag shuts this girl up in a professional manner. The now well-experienced girls are quick with things, taking time to both kiss and fondle the sleeping girl back to consciousness. As she slowly awakens, Maddy is still unaware of what has transpired, and at first she seems to believe she is lost in a dream of some diabolical sort until she squirms a little and feels all of the ropes binding her. Perhaps the most important part is when she notices her boobies have seemed to fall out of her bra, leaving her in an embarrassing position.
Then comes the pain. Binder clips are squeezed onto her nipples by Lucille while Karina busily steals information from her computer. Maddy groans in pain and struggles, but she cannot resist her captors. The ropes around her ankles are deep into her heels, keeping her boots in place. An eager Lucille lecherously fondles Maddy, whose breasts are soft and practically falling out of her chest. The captive is quite interestingly dressed, too, and Lucy tugs on the crotch rope. The gag also keeps that yellow kerchief in place and forces the girl to drool. The desperation in her eyes is all too natural, reflecting a past that is wrought with tragedies, struggles, and difficulties.
“MMMMMMM!†Maddy yells when she is slung over Lucille’s shoulder.
“All right, jumbo tits,†Lucille gropes Maddy’s butt, “Let's go!â€
“She's a total hottie. Love the edginess!†Karina spanks her on each butt cheek twice.
“NOOOOOOO!â€
“Shut up!†the strong captor again gropes her butt while Karina gropes her breasts.
“Look what we have for you!†Karina rolls out one of the empty, weighed down clothes racks.
Maddy won’t go down without a fight. She has to be forced onto the conference room table so her ankles and elbows can be connected with more rope for a tight hogtie. Shrieks of pain and distress emanate from the girl, whose binder clipped nipples are being squished into the wood of the conference table. A rope is buried into the fold of her knee, and the next thing she realizes is that she is being hoisted into the air. Yes, it was an upside down suspension hogtie.
The room is now flipped for Miss Vee, whose breasts now flop towards her face because of that old nemesis of women, gravity. She lets out a loud wail into her gag and fights tears because she is so uncertain of what the future will bring her. She has been kidnapped as part of a seemingly massive corporate espionage program. Drool pours from the ball gag, and she gets several harsh spanks and some twists of the binder clips from her sadistic captors. Naturally, she shrieks a lot more because of that, and the captors ignore her wails and instead kiss before leaving the room.
“Nichole Shockman, IT†reads the last cubicle of interest. Inside the cubicle sits a proud blonde woman with nicely sized breasts and long blonde hair. Her blue eyes shoot daggers at you or can blow you kisses, and her smile is confident. This is why she can hold her head up while wearing a royal blue blouse with a plunging V-neck, a royal blue tight-fitting mini-skirt with bright blue geometric diamonds, white pantyhose, and blue high heels. The other camera girl removes her socks and gives them to Lucille, who wiggles her eyebrows and cackles quietly.
“Hey, broad!†Karina walks in with aggressive pride, “Give it up!â€
“Who the f-ck are you?!†Nichole stands up and looks down into Karina’s eyes.
“We’re your kidnappers,†Lucille laughs a little, pulling the captive’s arms behind her back.
“Let me go, or I’ll scream!†demands the big busted girl, “HELLLLPPPP! HELLLPPP!!â€
“Scream all you’d like,†the blonde captor squeezes her captive’s cheek, “We got them all!â€
“What kind of crazy b-stards are you?!†Nichole’s eyes grow wide in fright, “F-ck you!â€
“The kind that shut up insolent b-tches like you,†Lucille shoves the socks into Nichole’s mouth.
“MMMMMM! BLUCK!†the captive groans with the realization that she’s helpless.
Nichole’s arms are tied into a tight boxtie with a crotch rope and a harness. Before the harness is tied, Lucille pulls down on the blue blouse to reveal a black lacy bra, and then she pulls down on the black lacy bra to reveal a pair of fine breasts. She gleefully puts clothespins on those breasts before the harness is then tied to hold Nichole captive and push her boobs out from her body.
Three ropes bind each segment of Nichole’s legs, and the ankle rope is wrapped into her heels so she can’t lose those. Lucille cleave gags the captive with a white handkerchief, applies strips of double-sided tape over her lips, and ties a burgundy OTM gag. Nichole shoots those daggers out of her eyes toward Lucille, who handles the torso while Karina handles the legs. She struggles a lot, but she accomplishes nothing.
Like the others before Nichole, Lucille sits on the floor to fondle and spank the captive while the victim yells into her gag. Nichole squirms a lot and instinctively gives the middle finger to both of her captors. Karina quietly sits at the computer, hacking one last system that still blocks the path between her and Lucille and the victory they crave. The masked captors laugh at Nichole’s vain attempts to squirm away, but the ropes are tighter than her miniskirt and pantyhose. Nichole is slung across Lucy’s shoulder and carried away. Rough spanks and eager groping of Nichole’s butt follow, both from Lucy and from Karina, before they arrive in the conference room.
Nichole screams as she is hoisted into the air just like Maddy. She is hogtied from her ankles to her harness and then suspended upside down from her knees, her hair brushing the floor beneath her with ease. She yells at her captors, who gleefully fondle her breasts and grope her butt. The defeat is complete. Karina and Lucille then leave their captives to make one final raid. Without the captors, the cameras are free to capture the efforts of the six big-breasted corporate damsels in distress. They’re all helpless and unable to help themselves due to the tight ropes, tapes, and cinches that hold them captive. Various harnesses, balls, stuffings, and fabrics gag them all.
“I love you!†Karina is carried in by Lucille, and they kiss on the lips before Karina jumps down.
“I love you, too,†Lucille blushes and looks at the captives, “What now?â€
“You sleep!†the blonde pulls down Lucille’s mask and sprays the sleeping gas into her nose.
“Karina? You… you… just…,†and Lucille collapses into Karina’s arms.
“Dumb b-tch! I’m taking this glory all for myself!â€
“MMMMMMMM!†the captives are mortified.
Karina effortlessly crosses Lucille’s wrists behind her back and adds a waist/crotch rope into it with an extra tight binding to ensure Lucille is stimulated by the crotch rope and trapped. Like all the others, the ankle rope is carefully worked into her heels. Her calves, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs are bound, and a tight harness thrusts her breasts out just as she begins to regain consciousness and stir. She isn’t certain what has happened until she opens her eyes.
“Karina?†Lucille looks at her lover, “We’re girlfriends! Besties! Colleagues! Why?!â€
“Dumb girl, thinking in terms of estrogen,†Karina taunts, “I used you, that’s why!â€
“What?!†the new captive looks at the orange ball gag and its black strap, “NO! Don’t!â€
“Without you, that 3 million dollar payday is alllll mine,†Karina sinisterly smiles, “All mine.â€
“Please! I love you! Karina, no! Untie me!†the strong Italian is crying, “Please! I don’t want the money! You can have all the money if you’ll just remain my best friend and lover!â€
“I never loved you. That’s the problem,†Karina’s voice is chillingly cold, “It was all sexual.â€
“Please don’t. I’m begging you! KARINA!†ends the exchange, “MMMMMM!â€
“I’m here for myself!†Karina sits behind Lucille and pulls the strap tight without remorse.
Karina slowly unbuttons Lucille’s shirt to reveal a pink sports bra that matches the shirt. Karina effortlessly moves the bra open and sensually fondles her lover. Lucille wails and squirms much in an effort to regain her former status, but instead she makes herself drool from the ball gag. It is a sad sight, seeing the tears pour down her cheeks because of the horror of betrayal. This kiss from Karina is the last one between them ever. With that, Karina rolls Lucille on her stomach and hogties the girl from her ankles to her harness. Lucille is just another captive.
The captives are left to struggle in silence. The camera shows each of them, including closeup shots of their faces, so that their individual captivities, gags, and expressions can be seen with a keener eye. Now alone, they have to wait for someone to find them and free them, whenever a rescuer actually arrives to do so. There’s no use in screaming since all present in the building are bound and gagged in this conference room, with“Meeting in progress; please do not disturb†on the door. They wail, grunt, and complain while struggling, but there’s no help coming it seems…
THE END
Heels and Tits
| Featuring | Model Name | As |
|---|---|---|
| Hannah Larsson | Karina Nilsson | Corporate Spy Leader |
| Michela Palmeri | Lucille Rossi | Corporate Spy Grunt |
| Cassie Novak | Katelynn Banks | Captive #1 |
| Taylor Zawislak | Julia Pulaski | Captive #2 |
| Bridget Anderson | Jessica Sanders | Captive #3 |
| Ashley Calland | Genevieve Badeaux | Captive #4 |
| Mary-Ann Jamison | Maddy Vee | Captive #5 |
| Mackenzie Schaefer | Nichole Shockman | Captive #6 |
I’m sure you’re wondering who these “camera girls†are, right? Well, I’m Nichole Petersen, and I frequently do this for my friend, Mary-Ann Jamison, owner of Maddy Tied Her, the one and only studio for which I will do any work. The other camera girl was another of Mary-Ann’s good friends, Kylie Svensson. It’s not unusual for me to do this just for a fun day, although now in 2024 Cassie, Mary-Ann, Taylor, and I are all mothers, which complicates matters a bit. This was produced during the period in which Kendra was recovering from the life saving operation to remove the tumor on her braid, and Mary-Ann’s mind was on her friend.
Mary-Ann might produce bondage, but she’s ethical in her production with hard limits of which she refuses to consider any alterations. She is OK with breast exposure and even orgasms with a controlled environment. In other words, no crotch exposure; no sex. Even breasts, however, are a contentious point, and there must be a plot element to it, like the humiliation of girls with large, natural breasts, as in this film. Destiny was going to be involved, but she chose instead to stay at Kendra’s side so that Mary-Ann could be here. Like I said, it’s contextual, and Mary-Ann has an interesting approach to it: enough Renaissance art features breasts! That reasoning is good to my ears, but, then again, I am a convert to Christianity. All I know is that I love getting a phone call in which Mary-Ann asks me to put on my catsuit or to dress like the Gangsta Queen that I am. I have fun with it all, and we all want you to just have fun enjoying plot-driven bondage scenes in a creative context. We’re artistic kinksters who have fun and get paid for it.
We hope you enjoyed this wild adventure of espionage, captivity, and betrayal.
Production Date: Saturday, July 21, 2018
