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Bandits at Play
Film 1: Bandits Have Fun

I was a thief; I was awful. I kept a log of my crimes via my diary. I committed at least 600 such crimes from when I was 12 to when I was 15. Seriously, I was terrible and selfish in response to my own parents’ selfishness. My parents were always wasted. Money went to beer and beer and more beer. I opened the pantry one night and found nothing but chips with nothing for me to eat at school the next day. That's when I decided I had to survive somehow.

Did I call my grandparents, aunts, or uncles for help? Nope. I became a bandit. I stole what I’d need for the day in anyway I could get my hands on it. Theft got me my school supplies. Theft got me my meals. Theft got me a strange circle of friends who were fellow bandits. I joined up with them one night when they were raiding a grocery story, and I became one of the gang. Like a literal gang. I was the youngest member by far, and they treated me like a little sister.

Something called conscience got in the way, and I turned myself into the police. I confessed to i it all on the condition I’d not be sent to Shakopee. The Shak (women’s prison) is a dump without equal. The Shak and the Mud (Mudville juvie) are the basis of the local economy. I’m not a thief this time. Real theft is awful, but pretend theft is delightful. The thieves are outside.

Outside are two bad girls. Thieves. Bandits. One is tall, and one is short. The tall one has quite fun natural curls. She's wearing a shiny blue latex catsuit. Very chic. Blue bandanas serve as a mask and as a kerchief. Blue ankle boots and blue crew socks round it all out. Her brown hair is matched by brown eyes. Brown and blue, like a bruise. No? Fine. Maddy Vee is her name.

The short one is a brown-eyed blonde. She has an orange bodysuit, which makes her stand out in comparison to Maddy. She has a color matching kerchief and mask too. Black combat boots are a classic match for a bandit, thief. She is ready for action, whether raiding or kidnapping. For a quarter, I’ll tell this girl’s name is Penny Nichols. Her long hair is in a scrumptious braid.

I live with cousins. I have since my release. They took care of me, and now I help them just as much as they help me. Not then. After my release, I’d sit at the table and stare at the wall. I had no idea how to live with myself. Atonement seemed untenable. Once I realized that moving on was a choice, things changed for me, and I finally found forgiveness for myself even if I couldn't ever get it from the hundreds of strangers I ripped off over those 3 years.

Along the way, we see Star Blue, Roxanne Rutledge, and Missy Mischief. These are the victims of this film. I’m Missy. I'm ready to get into this, and it all starts with a bright bluet-shirt with a V-neck, form-fitting black leather pants, a black kerchief bandana, and heeled black sandals. I’ll tell you that my kerchief is a subtle throwback to when I was a real thief.

Star takes things really smoothly. She has a pastel yellow t-shirt and denim short shorts. Classic white canvas sneakers and white socks show her to be quite comfortable. Star is undeniably full of joy although no one loves playing dress up for a simple role like this as much as she does. It is unknown to her what is about to happen. but I am playing the part of the omnipresent eyes.

Roxanne is a rough and tough girl. An olive green t-shirt, camouflage cargo pants, a camouflage bandana headband, and brown combat make a tough image of her. The major problem for Rox is that she's only 5’2”, quite on the short side, but not as short as Penny. Still, Roxanne is a fighter through and through, and she embraces any and all challenges the scenes may bring her.

Hair and height vary a bit. Penny is only 5’ with no inches, and some say that height is rounding up from 4’11” and a fraction. I don't know. Then there's Maddy, who's 5’7” + 1 half inch. Tall! I’m 5’4” + 1 half inch, and I have these wavy blonde curls that stretch well below my shoulders. Star is only slightly shorter, and her shoulder length hair is what they call dirty blonde. Both of us have blue eyes, but hers are really blue. Pretty. Rox has super long dark brown hair and eyes that are similarly dark. She might be short, but she's awfully scrumptious.

We’re clueless. Strangers?! In our house? Worse! Bandits in the house?! Whoever heard such a thing. Of course we're not aware of the dangers that await us. Maddy and Penny have sneaked into the house through a window. I’m upstairs reading a magazine; Rox and Star are downstairs. I’ve got ear buds preventing me from hearing anything that is happening to my friends.

“Gmmmm!” Rox groans when Penny grabs her in an awfully tight grip.
“Don't worry yourself,” Penny taunts, “You'll be all right. Girls just wanna have fun.”
“Who are you?” the brunette begs while Penny ties her arms together, “Untie me, you f-ck!”
“I don't like the way you talk to me,” the nabber grabs Rox’s hair and pulls her head back.
“No!” Roxanne sees the big orange homemade ball gag, but she can't fight back, “Gmmmphh!”
“That's a good girl,” Penny knots the red bandana that accompanies the rubber dog ball gag.

Poor Rox gets forced to sit on a chair. Penny ties a breast harness and a waist rope that includes a crotch rope. It's tight, and the ropes are tied to secure Rox to the chair as to secure her arms to her body. She's going nowhere fast. Both her legs and her thighs get tied together in two places. The last rope connects her ankles to her wrists. She's stuck in an awfully tight situation. She has no chance of escaping this one, and her boots and socks are removed.

Star is sucking on a similar rubber ball gag, but she has a blue bandana holding said ball with an awfully tight knot behind her head. She has orange duct tape holding her crossed wrists tightly behind her back. Maddy never breaks the tape, wrapping it around Star’s belly up to her boobs so her arms are tightly pinned to her body. Her thighs and legs are also completely encased.

Maddy forces Star to make a frustrating bondage hop down to the basement where Roxanne was being held prisoner. Star groans despondently. Is there any way out of this situation? She's in a pretty awful spot with the odds stacked against her, and being forced to sit on bare concrete by a metal pole is uncomfortable. Maddy then tapes Star’s belly to the pole. The blue eyes pitifully beg for release from captivity, but Maddy only giggles and sets off in pursuit of the last resident.

Something about bandit themed films excites me. I know I did wrong in the past, and it's fun to put in a cathartic performance using my real experience. It's like making good out of bad. I’m a girl who can say she moved on from the past for the most part. Some aspects of my time in juvie will haunt me every freaking day of my life, though, but I have to cope with it.

In fact, my kerchief is a throwback to those long gone days of my naughtiness. Black blends into the night, although I preferred navy. The gang let me have the corner market on navy outfits; the little gesture most likely helped them ensure my cooperation. I was a feisty girl. Black scarves were my secondary go-to, but black is edgier. I feel like an edgy feisty naughty girl just lounging on this bed, like I’m a girl who needs rope and a gag in order to subdue her. I’ll scream.

The last part, though, is that black was the color I wore the day I turned myself into the station to confess my crimes. Thus, despite using black for evil, I associate it as the color of the beginning of my redemption, and, with time, navy simply became my favorite. I don't wear navy too often during scenes because I’m usually dressed more like this, and navy doesn't look good in leather.

Maddy, Rox, and I like to dress like edge ladies, if there's such a thing. Crop tops, leather pants and skirts, bandanas, skirts over leggings of jeans, etc. I’d much rather be wearing a red leather miniskirt over blue jeans than wearing gym shorts. I should have worn a bright red miniskirt as part of my outfit for this scene, but it's too late. Awful choice. Where was I again? Oh, right! I roll onto my stomach at just the right time to not see Maddy coming up behind me to kidnap me.

“What the heck?” I exclaim when Maddy tackles me with ease.
“I suspected there was another one here,” she ties my wrists with a big fashion scarf.
“Well, at least I’ll be stylish,” I can be quite sarcastic when I’m the captive during bondage.
“Don't make me spank you, missy!” she is tying my legs with another scarf.
“Aw, you know my name. That's so sweet! Who are you?” my sarcasm ends, “GRRRR!”
“That's as much as I can tolerate from you,” she knots the yellow bandana.

She's mean and impatient and humorless! In fact, she's so mean she ties my elbows together as well. She even ties scarves on either of my boobs and at my waist so I can't move my arms too much. More scarves tie my legs on either side of my knees. Then I am slung over her shoulder for the walk down two flights of stairs to get from the upstairs to the basement.

Being carried by my captor brings an emotional rush for me. Moving the captive, in this case to another room, adds so much. The captive is forcibly removed to another place against her will as a sign of the captor's control. While walking with me like this, Maddy gives me a few spanks as a warning shot. Firm authoritative spanks are awesome and shut me up mighty quickly.

In the basement, Maddy puts me down on the cold concrete and hogties me with one last scarf. I genuinely love simple scarf bondage like this (not scarf fetish bondage). I don't easily orgasm in a bondage scenario like Star or Rox can. Bondage is all about thrills for me. A crotch rope alone is enough for Star to have a solo orgy, but even a crotch rope isn't enough stimulation for me. In a scene like this, Rox can contain herself with conscious effort. We're all in a spectrum; Star and I represent the two ends of this spectrum with everyone else somewhere in the middle.

Here's where the real fun begins. The goal of this film is to tickle each of us three captives until we surrender. Rox is a tough girl, and Star is a glutton for punishment. There is going to be tons of tickling before both girls break, and the hair brushes are brought out to aid our captors. This is going to be so freaking awesome. It'll be awfully rough time, but it'll be fun.

Again, it's a spectrum. I’m fully into the TUGs aspect while Rox is more into the BDSM side of things. I'm not the extreme on this spectrum, but I’m not a girl just here to play with friends for a payday like Penny. Maddy plays rough like BDSM but enjoys it like a TUG, so maybe it's more of a square than a line. That would be a fun chart to see! Add my sorority sisters to it, too.

I keep getting lost. No, I don't have ADHD. I’ve just got too many things I want to say and little time in which to say it. No, I’m not triggered, either, although one of my friends becomes quite a scatterbrain when triggered. I thankfully don't trigger and am at peace with 99% of my past. I’m just trying to weave this narrative to tell you about myself and my friends. Back to tickling.

Some think of tickling in terms of how you react. I think of it in terms of how I feel. I start with a standard laughter. That's common to all. It's fun for all first. Then it stops being fun and gets a little monotonous. Then it hurts. When you're in real pain, you’re just groaning in pain like your stomach muscles are ready to rupture. It's not a good feeling. Some girls crave that feeling, but I am not one of them. I like things to go up to that simple hurt. For film, though, I endure pain.

I enjoy tickling like I enjoy TUGs. It's a game within a game. It's a way by which the game can be properly played. I am the captive, and they are the captors. I cannot stop the captors’ desires to spank, tickle, or even vibrate me, but we have rules and honor. When I was thief, I disdained honor, but TUGs without honor are genuine psychological, psychical, and emotional torture. A TUG requires mutual and vocal understanding of each other's so-called “kinks and limits,” the set boundaries which must be strictly obeyed for all to engage in the best possible time.

That's what's happening now. Tickling is really fun. It lightens a scene like this. Seriously, we’d been abducted for tickle toys? This was why Maddy and Penny had broken into this house, for a sadistic bondage tickling adventure? I guess I can take this as long as that's all they do to me, but I can't guarantee anything during a kidnapping. Then again, I can guarantee things for the scene.

It's really hard during a scene, at least for me. I have to act like this is nonconsensual. I have to yell into my gag, trying to castigate my captors, and Star and Rox must do the same. Being able to enjoy this would be nice, but this is a nonconsensual scene. I have to enjoy it in a way that my eyes and body don't betray me. This is so much easier said than done for most girls, but I have at least enough control of my body that I’m not having a solo orgy like Star is.

The best part of this scene is the finger tickling. Hairbrush torture can't do much when your feet are inaccessible, and that is why our feet were spared in the binding. This is why I wore heeled sandals. Easy removal is a delight, and I really enjoy the feeling of having my footwear stolen. I have an odd love of some unusual things, like preferring hairbrush tickling over finger tickling.

I’m letting you imagine what Maddy and Penny are saying because the tickling goes on for over 40 minutes without a real break. I don't remember most of what is said. It's not important, but to some I apologize because it might be a deal breaker. I don't even pay attention when the camera is right in my face for brief periods during the tickling scene. I’m getting a playful workout. I’m making a big puddle of drool on the floor, and Rox and Star make the puddle on themselves.

Now comes my next favorite part: abandonment. Nothing makes a scene feel more real than my captor abandoning me with some teasing farewells. Then solitude, although I’m not really alone at all. Rox and Star are here with me, and their friendship is greater than gold. Despite this, we now have the satisfying opportunity to attempt to escape once our adversaries less us behind. It would be an awful scenario in reality, but for three pros like us it's exhilarating. In only a couple of minutes, I pop a wrist out of the scarf that binds me, and the film fades out on this note.

End of Film

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After Care

Everyone's post-scene routine is different, especially when the scene is intense. Star is bizarre in aftercare; Maddy blindfolds Star with a black bandana and ignores her for a spell. Normally, we don't do this, but Star needs to unwind from the tickling first. We're all soaked in sweet, but Rox is practically drowning in her own sweat whereas I could go for another round.

Escaping is fun. I’m like a ninja. Nothing keeps me down unless it's rough, like a ziptie hogtie; Rox often escapes too. Bizarre, and difficult, escape games are tons of fun. Like having to find a series of keys or swipe keycards. It's especially fun when I’m gagged with my playmates socks and a locked muzzle. In fact, this gives me an idea for a fun new approach to gags.

Penny is freeing Roxanne at a moderate pace. She unties a part, massages Rox, and moves to the next part. I’m ninja stealth escaping the scarves. Scarf bondage is my favorite way of being tied for standard escapes. They're unforgiving, but they can almost always be untied. Once I’m free, I put my heels back on my feet and stand up with an energetic bounce. I make sure everything is in its proper place. My kerchief is easy, but my shirt is a mess from the squirming. My pants are fairly rigid because they're so perfectly fitted to my figure. I am an incredibly sexy sight. I walk over to Star and untie the ball gag and pull it out of her mouth; she's relaxed now.

“Here you go,” I give her a drink of water from a bottle that Rox handed to me.
“Thanks, Missssschief,” she smiles, “This is the perfect setup for something dark.”
“You and breathplay,” that gets a laugh out of me, “Last drink before you’re taped up for good?”
“Yeah, like that, but the taping is more extreme,” the squirm says she’s aroused by the thought.
“Keep your plots to yourself,” Penny wags a finger, “You and Roxanne are violent things!”
“Like you didn’t script snuff for today!” Maddy responds, “Heeeee hee hee heeeeeeeee!”

With this, I’ll bid you a good day. We’re laughing after a scene that was quite a lot of fun.

THE END

Bandits Have Fun
Production Date: Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Featuring	Model Name	As
Mary-Ann Voisin	Maddy Vee	Catsuit Bandit #1
Kendra Kristensen	Penny Nichols	Catsuit Bandit #2
Kylie Svensson	Star Blue	Kidnapped Resident #1
Jacqueline Martin	Missy Mischief	Kidnapped Resident #2
Felice Pryce	Roxanne Rutledge	Kidnapped Resident #3

Total Duration of Films: Approximately 82 minutes

The bandits sure had fun this time, and I did too! See ya in the second and final installment of this set! I’ll be wearing something even edgier than this!

[Caesar73]

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[AlexUSA3]

I do like your - let us call it - "Movie Concept"! Highly entertaining!

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Bandits at Play
Film 2: Bumbling Bandits

I told you I’d be back and as edgy as ever! Yes, yes, yes! There is nothing like leather pants that hug my skin perfectly, especially with the white combat boots and black crew socks that I have. On top, I have a white sports bra and a black leather zip-up crop top so my scrumptious abs are the stand-out feature of my figure that they deserve to be. The short-sleeves of the top permit me to add a pair of black fingerless gloves and white bandana arm cuffs above my elbows. I have that classic black bandana again, but this time it’s a headband. I told you I’d be very edgy.

Then there are these two darlings alongside me. If I were gay, these two would have to look out, but I’ve got vanity that insists I say that I am the prettiest of us three. Penny Nichols is a riotous spirit with a sharp tongue, a brilliant humor, and a sweet side that can melt your soul because of how loving and compassionate she can be when you’re alone with her. If I had a dime for every time I giggled upon hearing that name, I’d be able to buy breakfast at a restaurant. Pearl Posse is a true cowgirl of the best kind. When she’s around, I know I am going to be able to relax while a scene is being filmed because this calm spirit takes the spring out of me but not out of Penny.

Penny is a blonde with a long-time love affair with braids. Her hair naturally throws brown, but the real brown is in the eyes of this girl who has to wear shoes to eclipse 5 feet in height. Black bodysuits are a good choice for this kind of scene, and hers is two pieces of black spandex. She has standard black gloves, black socks, black ankle boots, and black bandanas as a mask and a kerchief. The mischief is apparently in her eyes, and I can tell she has a sly grin under that mask.

The other girl, Pearl, is way taller than me, 6 inches, and I’m 5’4”. She’s got a classic bandit feel to her with all black like Penny: jeans, a turtleneck t-shirt, sneakers, and (we clearly have a thing for these) a bandana mask. She has the superior taste over Penny, though, since her bandana is Western paisley, like mine. The oddity is that her kerchief is white like her socks. It has been a blessed friendship with this girl. We're planning on doing something awful together.

I shorted you on the deets, didn’t I? Penny’s hair, like I said before, is braided, and it comes far down her back. Pearl is a classic light brown, and her eyes are a sweet blue gray like mine. Poor Penny lost in the eye department. Too bad for her. I would suppose that Pearl’s stockier build is a disadvantage as well. My wavy blonde locks, my figure, my eyes, and my style are all a win!

Let's talk about the residents, the beautiful residents of this unfortunate home, which has been the one chosen to be robbed by me and my gang. First up the delightful edge queen, Maddy Vee, our lovely studio owner. Bright blue leather pants cling to her gorgeous gams. A pink sports bra and a black leather vest hide her bosom yet make it obvious to all. Pink combat boots show that she is a tough girl to be feared, yet her bright blue kerchief bandana shows she is truly harmless. The chain with her dog tags adds a dark tone once you read the arrest and incarceration dates stamped into the metal. She has overcome so much to be where she is in life.

Lucille Rossi is a babe in her own right, especially when you start in the middle. A three-quarter sleeve dark green V-neck t-shirt has some cleavage but doesn’t reveal too many secrets. She has a burgundy pleated knee skirt. The burgundy bandana headband is sporty; brown pantyhose adds a fine continuation of the theme. And then you get to her brown combat boots. This girl may be smokin’ hot, but you better not mess around with her because you’ll pay dearly.

Then there’s the sporty Karina Nilsson. She loves blue, and it shows! A blue bandana headband, blue sneakers, and blue gym shorts with typical white trim. A standard yellow t-shirt white crew socks complete a truly balanced outfit that is playful, practical, and spirited. She’s a sweetheart, a girl who is extremely loyal but still trying to come to grips with the past.

The camera operators do a great job of showing each of the girls going about her day. Lucille is upstairs writing in her diary. Kari is peeling potatoes in the kitchen. Yes, she is a stereotype with her love of potatoes and Nordic heritage. Maddy is in the basement looking for something. Why must it be this way? For film purposes, of course. We're going to have fun in a few moments.

I calmly motion for my colleagues to follow me into the home. There’s no one in the front room, so we quietly scatter. I motion for Penny to go down the hall, Pearl to go into the basement, and I to go into the upstairs. We're arrogant and foolish and believe we're alone when we're not alone at all. In fact, we've made enough noise to be heard by Kari, who quickly texts her friends of the imminent danger. Not only are we caught but also we're outmatched by these three strong girls.

Penny won't admit she likes bondage. In fact, she secretly likes making films more than anyone else I know. She claims to like only domination and submission, but I know that isn't true. She will never confess that even under brutal torture, but she only blushes and wags a finger when I lay my accusations at her feet. I only make such claims when I am alone with her in case one of these days she does admit that I’m right. Until then, I’ll keep on accusing her of liking bondage!

“Why that sneaky bandit,” Kari mutters under her breath and quietly arms herself with supplies.

Don't mess with Kari. Just don't. I’ve seen the vid of her out-wrestling that 6’1” softball player without even looking tired afterwards. Just cause Kari is 5’4” doesn't mean she is weak. She has a workout routine like you’ve never seen; it’s not the intensity but the dedication. She does more than 100 pushups every single day. I can’t remember the exact number, but I think she does 250. Either way, that requires incredible dedication, and to do that daily requires incredible strength I would conjecture that very few of my friends possess. She silently saunters behind Penny, and in a flash she reaches out to grab the bandit with a smooth series of professional motions.

“MMMMMMMMM!” Penny fearfully groans into Kari’s hand upon being captured.
“I can do you some serious harm, so keep quiet and just let me tie you up,” Kari warns the girl.

This time, Karina plays all of her cards while using ordinary black cable ties to tie up her captive. She zips Penny’s arms together at her wrists first, because that’s a logical first step. She also zips Penny’s arms on either side of her elbows and halfway between the wrist and lower elbow zips. Those arms are not separating anytime soon, and to vaunt her position Karina uses cutters to snip the excess off the zips.

Penny must accept what is happening, even as Kari zips her thighs in five places and repeats this number on her legs as well. Karina removes her captive’s socks before applying the final zip tie to Penny’s ankles. One last zip, a small thin one, cutely binds Penny’s big toes together. There’s no question what is about to happen to Penny’s socks though.

“Grmmmm!” she eats her dirty socks and is cleave gagged with the bandana that was her mask.
“That should keep you quiet,” Kari says sinisterly before reaching into her bag once again.

Kari is a lecherous young woman, and she gleefully unzips the top of the catsuit to reveal a black sports bra. She pulls the bra up to expose Penny’s boobs. A zip tie goes around the base of each boob, which with time will make it slightly more tender while also making it stick out more. The captor removes Penny's kerchief and carefully folds it into a wide band.

“HMMMMM!” Penny secretly loves this weaponization of her own clothing.
“Good night,” Kari pulls the fabric over Penny's eyes and tightly knots it behind her head.
“Mmmmm!” the last insult is a zip tie hogtying Penny from her ankles to her elbows.
“I’m sure this isn’t the beginning for you by any means.”

I’m upstairs, unaware I’m being followed by someone armed with classic black electrical tape by the mile. Lucille wears the rolls like bracelets; she has three rolls of 2 inch tape and one of half inch tape. She is big and strong and an unfair match for me. Lucy may be sweet as sugar, but in a bondage film that strength becomes a very dangerous thing that few can match.

Lucille has a love of bondage that is easy to underestimate just because she doesn’t verbalize her feelings too often. Given her size, she unsurprisingly does enjoy being the captive of someone a lot smaller than herself, and she is often the bound and gagged little spoon with Hannah. Still, an adventure with her is sure to be playful no matter how clean or dirty it may be..

I’m helpless, absolutely helpless, when Lucy grabs me; I have no chance against her. I’m pushed against a bed with the pillows practically smothering me. She pulls my arms together behind my back and tapes them from my armpits down to my wrists, but she doesn’t break the tape. Instead of breaking the tape, she grabs a second roll, sits on my flailing arms, and removes my boots and socks. She easily stuffs my socks into my mouth and wraps my head in 8 layers of green tape!

The sock have an awful taste, but don’t all dirty socks and pantyhose? Still, she continues to bind me by wrapping the same strips of tape around my waist several times to secure my arms to my belly. She tapes my legs in two strips. The first strip encases my thighs, and the second my legs. The thin tape adorably binds my big toes together. Then comes the humiliation.

“Let’s see what you have here,” she unzips my leather top and moves my bra.
“Nmmmmmm,” I shake my head, but I can’t stop her from doing that or fondling me, either.
“You’re so beautiful,” an erotic kiss is planted on my lips, but it only arouses her and not me.

A pair of clothespins go on my boobs, and she even wraps the bases of my boobs with tape for a little extra tenderness when she and others play with them. The wavy haired brunette enjoys the scene, and frankly I’m enjoying it in my own way. I like when I’m set up for mild discomfort as part of my captivity during a scene. I’m adventurous even if I have my own limits for scenes.

In the basement, Pearl is completely clueless about what has happened to her colleagues. She is on the hunt for something worth stealing, and she’s unaware that she is not only outnumbered but also being stalked by one of the residents. She’s not ready for the big strong Maddy Vee to come up behind her and grab her, but this is exactly what happens to Pearl Posse.

“Let go of me!” Pearl cries out when she is grabbed, but she is ignored.
“Why did you break into my home, hmm?” Maddy begins tying Pearl’s elbows with black rope.
“I didn’t know you were home! Honest! I didn’t want to disrupt anyone!”
“But it’d be OK if I weren’t home? Is that what you’re suggesting?” the questions intensified.
“Well, no! I’m doing what I have to do to survive! You know how it is these days!”
“I’ll make a deal with you. You’re my plaything all day, and I won’t call the cops!”
“You drive a really cruel bargain!” Pearl grits her teeth while her wrists are bound, “OW! Deal!”
“Hee hee heeee! I knew you’d see it my way with a little encouragement.”
“And a heavy dose of coercion!” the captive straight-haired brunette snarls through her teeth.

That’s the last thing Pearl says because her mask is pulled down to her neck and a black two inch ball gag fills her mouth, silencing her quite effectively. Maddy pulls the strap tied behind Pearl’s head. The big wild-haired brunette is in complete control, using the rope to form a tight prison in the form of a breast harness and a waist/crotch rope. Pearl’s arms are stuck to her body now!

Pearl’s long legs are tied up with the same black rope. She gets three ropes each for each part of her legs because of her height. In fact, Maddy adds a fourth rope to Pearl’s lower legs before she removes Pearl’s sneakers and socks. A black string secures Pearl’s big toes, and a tight ankles to wrists hogtie restrains her movements. In a final act of humiliation, Pearl’s blindfolded with her own mask. She is not going to escape this scenario without a lot of time available to her.

Let me talk about Pearl now. Pearl committed perhaps the most mundane crime of us all: texting while driving. She hurt people, though, and got sent up the river to Mudville. Unlike most of us, she did not maintain the prison exercise routine, hence why she might be the weakest of us all in this scene despite being the tallest girl. She’s not a weakling; after all, she grew up on a working farm and tamed and trained horses and donkeys. After her release, she further proved her mettle by winning two equestrian contests during her senior year of high school!

“You should just be glad I didn’t gag you with your socks,” Maddy pulls Pearl’s shirt up.
“Mmmmmm,” I can picture Pearl rolling her eyes under that kerchief-turned-blindfold.

Black rope, halfway between the width of the string binding Pearl’s big toes and the width of the rope binding the rest of her body (let's call it twine) wraps the base of each boob. The twine isn't as soft as the rope, but it's still flexible. The material isn't tied tightly; it's just enough to cause a little discomfort for Pearl and to humiliate her. Maddy knows what she's doing.

That’s Pearl’s big flaw: she rolls her eyes too much. She was viciously excoriated by the judge, the cops, and even one of the prison guards to the extent that it took her a while to realize she had truly done something wrong. It was about 5 months into her sentence that she finally realized the harm she had done, and only then did she begin turning her life around. Still, she often rolls her eyes when she wants to express defiance, and during scenes it comes across as boredom. Getting over this bad habit has been difficult, but she slowly makes progress even if on time scales going over months. One other effect of her crime is that Pearl doesn’t want to drive any more; even as a passenger she won’t touch her phone while a vehicle is in motion. I’ve tried so hard to get her to drive again, but the best she will do is heading to the go-kart park with me. Yet. I’m trying so hard only because I know this will negatively affect her life in the long term.

Besides the eye-rolling, Pearl is what you expect of a farm girl with two brothers: cheerful, got a delightful spunky side, and a love of being hogtied like one of the farm animals. Of us girls who actually do this rope modeling for Maddy Tied Her, I’d say Pearl is the pickiest regarding scenes in which she is willing to appear. There must be no breathplay and no crotch exposure for any characters, not just her own. She’s fine with breast exposure, but nothing more painful than a pair of clothespins is allowed. Yet intense spanking, even bare bottomed, is fine, provided her crotch isn’t exposed. I won’t go forward, but you get the idea that she’s particular. You’d think she’d be hard to work with, but she’s actually super chill during a scene. These marks are easier to meet than you’d imagine. OK, I’ve talked “bad” about Pearl for enough. Let’s talk good now.

Pearl has a heart of gold despite her attitude. When she found Maddy was engaged, she shrieked like a little girl and even jumped up and down. She belongs to a loser evangelical sect, meaning she ironically approves of Kari and Lucy’s IRL relationship even though their own sect (which is also my sect, now) doesn't approve of it. It's nice to have a friend who avoids judging anyone for any reason. She's also the friend who always brings homemade treats to shoots, and she’s first to compliment others on a job well done. She's careful with her words and sees the positive side.

“Mmmmmmmm,” Pearl quietly squirms while she is picked up like a dufflebag.
“All right. Let's bring you upstairs to join your fellow fools,” Maddy carries the girl away.
“Grrrrrr,” the captive lets out a quiet snarl that is quickly subdued with a spank on the rear.

Now, we three girls are reunited in the same living room where we’d made our initial entrance to this home. I am the only one who isn't blindfolded, and I am the only one whose boobs are taped like mine are. All of us, however, have exposed boobs. Penny's are pinched in binder clips for a strong extra dose of pain. I like clothespins, but I don't like binder clips although I allow them to be used for an appropriate scene. Shouldn't the exposure and fondling be satisfactory?

“The deal is this,” Maddy rules the roost, “Be our toys all day, and we won't call the cops.”
“Nmmmmmm!” I shake my head after witnessing firsthand how lecherous Lucille can be.
“She's scared after how I taped her tits. She should be glad Kari didn't get her,” Lucy taunts me.
“I think my girl wishes she'd been tied by one of you two,” Kari howls in laughter.
“Let’s see if they can handle any meat tenderizer,” the wild-haired Maddy grabs a metal ruler.
“Cooperate… Or I might see how you react to having your noses taped shut,” the blonde adds.

We all agree that having our tied, exposed boobs whacked with a metal ruler is better than either of the alternatives of being used as breathplay toys or being handed over to the police. Suddenly, being beaten isn’t such a bad idea. Our boobs aren’t trussed to turn them black or blue like in the awful scenes some studios make; it is just enough to make them sensitive. Isn’t blackmail fun?

Electrical tape bondage isn’t as much fun as duct tape bondage, but both are fun. Electrical tape is stretchier and has that unique PVC texture, but duct tape is stickier and thicker. There are girls I know who prefer the PVC over the classic stuff, but I like the classic version better most of the time. Here, I can see why PVC is preferred, given my leather outfit. I would also say that PVC tape is better for application to bare skin, as has been liberally done all over my sexy body.

That first whack is the worst because you don’t know what to expect, but getting a ruler slapped off my boobs is not how I would normally spend my pleasure time. Maddy, however, offered me an extra $50/hour for this scene if I took the punishment. Soon, it hurts like the dickens, and I’m done with being tenderized like a piece of meat. Pearl has lots of fight left, even if her eyes can’t be seen at the moment; Penny, as usual, is going to go down kicking and screaming all the way.

I usually prefer blindfolds for games, gravity, or lighter scenes. Like, blindfold me for an escape challenge, but not for a scene like this. Levity sometimes allows a blindfold to be added as part of a more passionate escape struggle, like we do at Tied After Class. Gravity makes them an essential part of a kidnapping, perfect for an interrogation, and a fun way to taunt any kind of nonconsensual captive in the short term. Here, I kind of wish the blindfolds would stay off until after our captors are done torturing us. Pearl and Penny, however, love being blindfolded. Kari is more on my side, but Maddy and Lucy abhor blindfolds and have strict rules for their use. I’m a girl who just likes to see a captive’s eyes when she's gagged so she's silently communicating.

Bare-bottomed spanking with wooden tools is quite fun, and it follows the boob tenderizing done with the ruler. Now, we are getting spanked with a wooden paddle. Spanking is fun, but I don't like it as an intense endurance competition like some of these girls do. Lucy is on my side, and I have to follow through for that $50. How much spanking can I handle before I break?

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

“Gmmmmmmm!” I’m already waving my hands and snapping my fingers twice.
“MMMMMMMMMM!” my colleagues are strongly enduring.

Two snaps means the ongoing physical torture is too much for me, but I can continue the film. It is nice to be able to give such subtle clues; my snaps weren't even loud. Such codes are essential to maintain a safe atmosphere on the set. They're really good for wimps like me and gluttons for punishment like Pearl and Kari, who astound us sometimes with how much abuse they can take.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

“Hmmmppphhhhh!” Pearl groans loudly.
“That's enough. Those were small, but you’ll be sore for a long time,” Maddy laughs at us.
“Let's see those pretty eyes,” Kari slides both Pearl and Penny's blindfolds above their hairlines.
“Mmmmmm,” Penny has this sneaky ability to look absolutely pathetic and arouse sympathy.
“Awww, I can tell you’re sorry. Maddy, don't spank this one anymore,” Kari swallows the bait.
“This one’s still pretty guilty to me,” Lucy holds up Pearl, “Naughty. Bad. Yeah, a bad girl.”
“Nmmmmmmmm,” our fellow captive shakes her head and tries to look pitiful too.
“I think it's enough,” Maddy smiles and chooses mercy, “We’re here to punish, not hurt.”

“I think, under better conditions, we could be friends,” Kari’s eyes are sweet and welcoming.
“Hmmmm,” I return the gaze, knowing that good friends can transform crooks into good girls.
“I’m actually,” Lucy’s tone changes with the thought, “Yeah, I agree. Would you like a drink?”

And on this strangely endearing note, the scene fades out…

End of Film

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Aftecare

“Mmmmmmmmm,” I groan while the tape around my boobs is unpeeled by Kari.
“I’ve got you,” Kari takes advantage for a very lesbian groping, “Hottie-in-distress!”
“Come here,” Maddy begins chopping zips along Penny’s arms, “I bet that feels good.”
“Mmmmm,” Penny unknots the bandana cleave gag, “That was lots of fun.”
“You're a friend of great price,” Lucy quips while unstrapping the ball gag in Pearl’s mouth.
“Be a gem and let me have a go. This hogtie should be escapable.”

If I can't get out on my own, then I like a slow release. I’m sore after all that. Aimlessly twisting on the floor is a good way to unwind. Kari and Lucy lecherously grope my boobs, but it’s fine in my opinion. I’m even still gagged, and we take advantage to shoot photos to sell separately from the movie. It's only 30 or 40 photos of me sitting on the floor, standing, and rolling on my belly.

It's when I’m standing that Lucy and Kari have fun kissing me. They keep it platonic and sweet so I’m not uncomfortable, and it's tastefully timed as well. I try to hop away, and I’m feeling all the playful vibes again. When I’m feeling playful again, that means I can be released any time I or my captors please. I snap my fingers five times to give Kari the hint, though.

Pearl is working on escaping her hogtie, and she has the hogtie part itself done. She's trying her best, and her best is probably better than mine. Fact is that none of our Bondagette crew is much of an escape artist, except for Kari. The good escapists ironically are the girls who didn't spend a portion of their lives in the slammer. Kari and Maddy, however, experienced nonconsensual and life-threatening bondage situations, and I am so glad they survived to be our friends.

“Well,” Kari carefully cuts me free, “Every scene with you is tons of fun!”
“Mmm hmmmm mmmmm,” I practically sing while she does the duty, and Lucy helps.
“If I didn't know better, I’d say this was a script penned by Penny!” Lucy jokes, but I don't get it.
“Um, I’m guessing because of the theme of friendship through unusual situations,” Kari replies.
“And maybe the ‘diamonds in the rough’ perspective,” Maddy adds her own two cents.
“Well, you girls sure are keen on these things,” Penny closes her eyes and enjoys her massage.

Pearl is finishing her escape; I'm posing for some cheesecake shots; Penny's getting a massage. I can't imagine a more productive time with my friends than this. The cheesecake shots are better than the scene itself because I get to be the sexy girl I am instead of just another damsel. This is my chance to shine, to let my personality show, and to leave an unique mark on a scene.

After so long, it's time to bring this film to a close…

THE END

Bumbling Bandits
Production Date: Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Featuring	Model Name	As
Brooke Meeks	Pearl Posse	Bandit #1
Kendra Kristensen	Penny Nichols	Bandit #2
Jacqueline Martin	Missy Mischief	Bandit #3
Mary-Ann Voisin	Maddy Vee	Resident #1
Hannah Larsson	Karina Nilsson	Resident #2
Michela Palmeri	Lucille Rossi	Resident #3

Total Duration of Films: Approximately 58 minutes