Elizabeth Andrews - Frogtied in Shoes and Jeans
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I walk into Mr. Fat Boss' office wearing a taut blue sweater, taut denim and leather knee high boots. I'm well-prepped to work on his expense reports, tho' when I ask him about his receipts, he tells me he left them at home. He suggests we do a lil' restrain bondage instead. I tell him no, I'm weary of his excuses to attempt to truss me up! We need to get this work done so he needs to go home and get them. He determines he is going to do what he wants anyway and he grabs my arms. I attempt to get away from him but his hold on my wrist is too much. I writhe and struggle but I ultimately give up. Mr. Fat Chief then ties my arms behind my back as firmly as he can. Next, a polka dotted cloth is pushed in my facehole and microfoam is packaged around it tightly.He then ties my booted ankles together before leaving me to find an intern to run to his building to take hold of the receipts. I determine to entertain myself while he is gone and I commence jumping around the desk, attempting to open drawers with my trussed hands. Jumping while roped up is not an effortless feat, so I loosen on the desk, attempting to get a excellent look at my leather boots. The Chief returns into the office and I sit up. He ties a lump of string in my hair and has me tug on it to make sure it will remain taut. I know things are about to get worse for me. Mr. Fat Chief then has me lay on the floor and he places me into a hair tie/hogtie. He ties some of the hair truss string to my wrists, making it tighter. All the jumping around has made me highly super-steamy and the boots,sweater,pantyhose and denim add to the heat. I commence to jiggle my head back and forward attempting to adjust. I all of a sudden sense highly distressed. I all of a sudden want out of the bondage. I peaceful myself and commence to move around in the hogtie, raising my body up to get air flow. I writhe and moan behind the supah taut microfoam gag. Mr. Fat Chief returns in and cuts the air on for me. The circulated air makes me sense much better, but maybe I learned my lesson about jumping around the office on a super-steamy summer day....or attempting to get Mr.
I walk into Mr. Fat Boss' office wearing a taut blue sweater, taut denim and leather knee high boots. I'm well-prepped to work on his expense reports, tho' when I ask him about his receipts, he tells me he left them at home. He suggests we do a lil' restrain bondage instead. I tell him no, I'm weary of his excuses to attempt to truss me up! We need to get this work done so he needs to go home and get them. He determines he is going to do what he wants anyway and he grabs my arms. I attempt to get away from him but his hold on my wrist is too much. I writhe and struggle but I ultimately give up. Mr. Fat Chief then ties my arms behind my back as firmly as he can. Next, a polka dotted cloth is pushed in my facehole and microfoam is packaged around it tightly.He then ties my booted ankles together before leaving me to find an intern to run to his building to take hold of the receipts. I determine to entertain myself while he is gone and I commence jumping around the desk, attempting to open drawers with my trussed hands. Jumping while roped up is not an effortless feat, so I loosen on the desk, attempting to get a excellent look at my leather boots. The Chief returns into the office and I sit up. He ties a lump of string in my hair and has me tug on it to make sure it will remain taut. I know things are about to get worse for me. Mr. Fat Chief then has me lay on the floor and he places me into a hair tie/hogtie. He ties some of the hair truss string to my wrists, making it tighter. All the jumping around has made me highly super-steamy and the boots,sweater,pantyhose and denim add to the heat. I commence to jiggle my head back and forward attempting to adjust. I all of a sudden sense highly distressed. I all of a sudden want out of the bondage. I peaceful myself and commence to move around in the hogtie, raising my body up to get air flow. I writhe and moan behind the supah taut microfoam gag. Mr. Fat Chief returns in and cuts the air on for me. The circulated air makes me sense much better, but maybe I learned my lesson about jumping around the office on a super-steamy summer day....or attempting to get Mr.
Added: 2017-05-29 • Views: 13 • Duration: 16:25
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