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Ooooh that looks like an interesting day.
The sisters shared everything. Money, clothes, boys and now panties……
Little sis seems to have come off best….or worst.
The road to academic success often skirts the tumultuous route of torture and doubt.
Our promising savant lacks focus and it seems that a creative method of establishing better behaviour is required.
Whether Sarah was in a position to raise the alarm was a moot (mute) point.
The hooded freak took his time in wrapping her mouth and head in the silver gaffer tape. Any noises being made were the sound of frustration and muzzled groans.
She would still kick up a fuss and stare toward the window, hoping someone would notice her. That is until the creepy bastard closed the blinds.
Snowflake’s post gag remorse looked genuine.
Genuinely fantastic.
When the kidnapper threw the tape and the mouth stuffing over to young heiress Sophie, she couldn’t believe he wanted to gag her like that.
So, he’s taken a picture to help her out.
Why didn’t your relationships work out since the divorce?
Better ask your kids….
The abandoned shed on the old allotment was playing host to the buxom milf detectives who were well gagged up and tied fast in the ramshackle building.
The quiet and unassuming landlord Mr Collins had them knocked out and stored safely away as he made his own exit to skip justice. As for our damsel duo? They weren’t to know that the land was ready for flattening and redevelopment for some new luxury apartments.
As they regained consciousness, the muzzled cries for help would be drowned out by the fleet of heavy machinery advancing onto the site. The buildings were declared empty and the land free of any inhabitants.
As sole owner of the land, Mr Collins needed plenty of secrets burying, so he gleefully signed off……right before he fucked off.
What better way to spend the afternoon than by playing hide the sock?
Ginger stuff gagged . . . from Futile Struggles, of course.
It was amazing how a thickly stuffed and well taped gag could amend someone’s troublesome behaviour.
Muzzled contrition is quite my favourite stage of damsel.