was angrylittlepotato

got deleted lol under 18 DNI

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WAS ANGRYLITTLEPOTATO

welp got deleted after nearly 7 years on this site

[mybound]

[romanhandsrushing1]

[atwine29]

[the-english-bounder]

Fuck. Am I the only person who thinks gagging a lady well is a love language??

[atwine29]

[the-english-bounder]

Fuck. Am I the only person who thinks gagging a lady well is a love language??

[the-english-bounder]

“I know. I’m just as disappointed as you are to be missing the gig tonight.”

[900blade]

[the-english-bounder]

Maybe this photo would convince the Mayor that his daughter’s kidnappers weren’t fucking about….

[the-english-bounder]

Women’s football is a big deal. Even the cartels want their slice of the action.

The star striker won’t be making the match day squad for the championship game later. I dare say she might even lose a toe or two if the result doesn’t pan out the right way…..

[the-english-bounder]

Officer Renee was finding out that her new career would still necessitate wearing uniform.

Albeit, a little less official and with a few new accessories……

[the-english-bounder]

She was doing too good a job on the college newspaper. Who knew that the cheerleader traffickers would be the head cheerleaders themselves?

Now, Nancy Drew will be joining her classmates in Eastern Europe….

[the-english-bounder]

The senator was determined to show the people how real she was. Get out into the state and see the hard working voters…..make them realise she was one of them. As a sign of solidarity, she’s even decided to ditch her usual security detail.

Well, a few hours later and the hill folk have generously adopted her as part of their extended, inbred dynasty. They’re not savages either, because the glamorous politician has her own private cabin…..nothing but the best for her.

While she’s relaxing in her new abode, the cousins, brothers and big papa will come and see her later.

She might get the chance to discuss her manifesto.

[the-english-bounder]

Admittedly, his wife had taken better pictures. But the wealthy businessman should’ve known that kidnappers aren’t known for their aesthetic qualities.

Still, that gag was a beaut.

[the-english-bounder]

Blondi was back from the beach and ready to settle in for the evening.

Very handy that her captor had exactly the same plan.

[the-english-bounder]

“You’re going to watch every second of this, bitch.”

[the-english-bounder]

Just checking my itinerary for the fallout shelter…..

Canned foods and supplies ✅

Candles and wind up generators ✅

Books and other entertainment mediums ✅

Kidnapped neighbour ✅

[the-english-bounder]

The Foreign Minister was no doubt stressed by ongoing international tensions. So what better way than to retreat to the countryside, all unassuming and under the radar.

A leisurely early jog to clear the mind and get the blood flowing was her intent. With nobody around for miles, it was just her and the quiet lanes. When she saw the car slowly traversing toward her, she took no chances and ran up the dirt track. The paranoia was the worst side effect of the position she held, but it had kept her safe until now.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t as familiar with this part of the world as her kidnappers. The car reappeared and screeched to a halt at the other end of the road. She was trapped.

The men sprinted from the vehicle, a straitjacket and duct tape in their hands. The Minister was rushed by her attackers, the heavy restraining garment was efficiently slipped on her and buckled tight.

The tape was next as the roll was wrapped tightly over her mouth and around her head. Her screams were muzzled with the ever increasing turns of the tape doing its job. She was held firmly with her legs now bound in more of the tape.

With the Minister sufficiently trussed up, another vehicle rolled up behind the kidnapper’s car. The familiar uniforms of the military junta were visible as the van doors opened. The Minister’s expression of horror was palpable when she recognised the chief henchman of General Zhukov, known colloquially as “The Silencer”.

It seemed that negotiating with terrorists was very much back on the table…..

[the-english-bounder]

Lucy was every inch the flame haired cutie next door. Popping around to see Mr Wolfe was just her way of being neighbourly.

As she settled on the couch, her glossy boots and short skirt looking mighty fine, she noticed some images of Mr Wolfe’s special projects lying around. The many bound, gagged damsels in a variety of tight bonds and considerable muzzles had suddenly left her feeling uneasy.

Her insistence on leaving so soon drew a disappointed response from her host. But he was able to convince her to stay a bit longer.

Charming to the last.