VIDEOS BONDAGE

Exquisitely sexy bust-pots Amanda and Tara are the highly pleasurable playthings of eccentric millionaire, well, playboy, Pete ArseMoore, better known as ‘Pete the Millionaire'. The lecherous buffoon often employs beautiful girls to hang about in his jolly big house and to give him private dances and more whenever he feels the need, which is to say, every-other-hourly! But Big Pete is off living large in the Maldives at the moment and has allowed two of his busty favourites Amanda and Tara to look after his place in the mountains. They haven't even been to this one before, but the hot bitches are loving it, and not just that! Perhaps we should explain?

The ladies, as well as being erotic dancers and more, are actually lovers and at his very moment have decided to oil themselves the fuck up, baby style. In their tight tight shorts and sexy little pop socks, slathered in those warm oils, they are getting seriously turned on - and not just them, eh wot? Kissing and talking about what they might soon be doing to one another, they are momentarily distracted by a bump from upstairs. Amanda, the saucy vixen, trots up there to check it out. Hmmmm... Nobody there. Or so she thinks. That's when the meaty paw is slapped straight over her kisser and the real fun begins. Before Amanda can get off a yelp, the raider (for that is what he be) has extracted a white handkerchief from his pantaloons and bunged it straight into her gob. He's a fast bugger too, binding her wrists extra tight with silver tape and then binding - with similar wanton, her entire lower face.

Summarily massively muffled, bound and gagged, the oily bitch is conveyed at speed down those stairs, where the element of much surprise sees buxom Tara relinquish control, hands up and eyes wide with obvious surprise. While Tara must stand in surrender, Amanda is bound at the ankles to stop her from making a bolt for it and now it is the dark-haired stunner's turn to be handgagged, stuffed up and wrapped into the middle of next Christmas. All the while, Amanda wriggles and strains at her own gag and binds, powerless to aid as her friend is felt up AND bound up.

With both gorgeous ladies soon fully parcelled with tape, the crook has one last feel of their thumping tits and then is off to rob this rich bastard's house. That is, after all, why he is here. Everybody knows Pete has a few quid, and it was only a matter of time before someone had a go. It turns out to be this masked up twit, who is more than a little enthused by the two gagged and bound captives he has left rolling around all over the living quarters!
And THAT, fine gentlemen and ladies, is what this absolute gem is ALL about. The extreme physicality of it all! Two very hot, oiled, beauties writhing around all tied up and muffled to Bedlam and back, in their ultra-cute pop socks. You can be sure too that these stunning bimbos make the most of said socks. Their incredible feet are casting quite the shapeage in there. Oh how simply exhilarating, huh? And the gag talk! Wild, outta this world. Those of you who have experienced this pair massively gagged up before will know that they go at it incredibly too. Uber-performers, they shall take you right to that special private place you like to visit, where the world's most beautiful women struggle tightly bound and gagged, directly for you. Tara and Amanda know just how to do that.

Now then, after huge lashings of socked up escape attempts, including a most fruitless task of trying to unstick tape with socked toes and getting in back to back to try to use their nails on more of the stuff, that tossing bandit comes back. Seeing as they are working so hard for escape, he decides to up the ante. It's really high time he left now anyway, having found much in the way of valuables (fill in your own blanks as to what these might have been, but make sure they include a solid gold cat's eye mask and a purse filled with pure jade scorpions. And also huge, HUGE stacks of $50 notes (that'll do). And now that naught robber is off, having used the dear girls' own thick titties to go around and around with that sticky grey tape. Totally bound, back to back, you know what comes next; the final, glorious phase of this epic babes-in-cuteass-socks and all taped up maelstrom as the pair surge around like crazy. Already mad, they fume their way in abject fury through to an intensely satisfying conclusion. This is what you want from your tape bondage, and you know it, so come on in and take your shoot. Show starts now.

Sultry raven-maned stunner, Anna, gets a hot double sock gagging before a genuinely fearsome wrap up, here guys. Look at them cheeks bulge! Awesomeness

Delicious and divine, with her huge-boobed frame squeezed into a very snug uniform, replete with sock-bun hairdo and neatly tied neck-tie, Anna is feeling rather malevolent. She and her new boyfriend, a recently released into the community nutbag named Ronnie, whom before his most recent detention at Her Majestys Pleasure was an armed robber, have hatched a plot together. Anna has secured a position at Metro & Goldwyn Fine Art Imports and the lovely new lass has just been assigned her own office, leaving her plenty of time to quietly plan what will come next. She and her bad boy boyfriend intend to stage a robbery, leaving the guards cuffed and compliant, including herself, to make it look real while Ronnie does his thing.

Of course, devious master criminal Ronnies thing lies in double crossing his partner, no matter how hot she is, and taking it all for himself, so after sauntering in and lulling her into an even falser sense of security, he suddenly pounces, handcuffs the surprised beauty and even zip ties her ankles and thighs! You can imagine Anna is less than impressed with all of this, and so he swiftly gags her by jamming two socks into her mouth and wrapping her lower face up most viciously with sliver tape. He then proceeds to bind the squirming, furious hottie further and further into her swivel chair with more tough tape.

Satisfied that she cannot interfere any longer in his acquisition of the Big Prize, Ronnie has a cheeky grab of her amazing tits, and, having packaged them up neatly along with the rest of her fine bod, struts off to take all of that valuable art for himself. He thanks Anna for letting him in and making things so easy for him, and the enraged, gag-sputtering babe can only bounce around wildly in her seat. Yep, she has been well and truly suckered here!

So where does that leave us then? Why, alone with this stunning, busty, uniformed beauty, of course, as she goes ballistic wriggling and struggling around all over her new office, bound up like a lovely parcel in her chair! Its all here, as per; repeated escape attempts, albeit not particularly convincing ones, trussed up turkey-style as hugely as she is. And there are a lot of sexy heel shenanigans as well, for yes, the creep has even zip-tied these six inch plus heels onto her feet!

Beautiful bound and duped Anna is completely contained with all of these restraints and must watch on her office monitors while her double crossing boyfriend takes full advantage of her naivety and helps himself to the lot before making his escape. Annas incredible reactions to all of this will astound. Especially one hugely intense gag talking piece with her double socked stuffed up mouth and gag quivering with pure rage as she genuinely tries to scream her indignation, with amazingly muffled sentence after sentence to boot.

Relax, Lady. This is what it is – a robbery.

And... if she’s well-behaved and compliant, he won’t hurt her. He just needs to – tie her up...

With the busty, stripped captive securely bound and gagged, the bogus investment banker - and actual burglar - leaves the beautiful lady struggling passionately, while we are left right under her hot, sweet soles as she grinds and chews on a VERY tight strip of leather tied painfully between her teeth. But this woman is FIRE and she’ll wriggle and wriggle until she almost gets loose. But she’ll be sorry for her daring escape attempt. Oh yes...

Producer’s Note: (Includes highlighted naked action featuring busty stunners Nikita and Vickie rolling around variously ring gagged, ballgagged and wrapgagged, from 'How Much Gagging Can Two Sexy Nude Boob-Babes Handle... ', as well as the Original Release of this Title)

Having bluffed his way into the posh new home of casino manager Miss Caslida, the wily fraudster now escalates his crimes by producing a persuader and having the gorgeous girl strip entirely naked, much to her chagrin, before hustling her away to a back room and leaving her trussed up while he goes to wok on a vault she’s had installed somewhere on the property. Yes, he does his research, this one... His modus operandi is to loot his way from room to room – all while the lady of the house is bound and gagged – and finally take all of her cards from her purse. Of course, he needs PIN numbers, and he isn’t above roughing these babes up to obtain that info!

Her sext heels and little clack dress discarded nearby, the deliciously naked lady gives us all a LOT to think about...

The beauty glares at him as he leaves her to struggle alone. We stay hard on the statuesque girl while she wriggles around, listening with mounting outrage to the sounds of her house being trashed. She hates becoming a victim of this roving burglar and wishes she’d paid more heed to the news headlines about him and had not so greedily fallen for his ruse to invest her cash in a scheme she must have known was just too good o be true. And all just to gain access to her place!!

Nude and exposed, this is just what he does to the gorgeous the women he robs! Nikita mmmmmppphhhhs heatedly, and we of course love every part of THAT.

Having really secured the bound up babe, she is left to thump around uselessly, naked and barefoot, hidden back here. You can bet she strikes a few heart-soaring positions throughout too!

Later still, and the guy - having caught her in the caught of wriggling out the door!! hogties our spirited captive. Yanking the leather cleave from her mouth, hoping to elicit her safe code, he gets short shrift from the defiant super-beauty. He tries again – same result: FUCKYOU! Furious, he gags her again with a thick knotted cleaning rag. He’ll take his time overturning the last remaining rooms in the house and then go online and run up as much as he can on her credit cards. Nikita is fuming, severely muffled now, and this only gets worse for her when he rages back in and additional gags her with more tight cloth, eventually blindfolding the bitch.

Utterly powerless, hogtied and unable to stop him. She IS able to roll around all over that floor, driving us totally crazy! Not much is hotter than Miss Caslida, gagged and humiliated. We can only commend this audacious house-breaker and agree wholeheartedly that this scrumptious casino manager, tied and gagged HARD, has gotten precisely what she deserves!

“Eliza! Who’s DONE this to you??” demands gorgeous security beauty Brook. She’ll find out soon enough, this All Hallow’s Eve!

Oh no! They’ve raided the Candy Station AGAIN. They did the same thing this time last year! This time they’ve tied up busty hottie Eliza, millionaire Trick ‘r Treat fanboy Horace Warbuckle’s latest hired private guard. The senior officer, ravishing blonde Brook, has been her before – literally. The same thing happened to her last year! Apparently, a masked raider broke in, left her trussed and gagged in a storeroom and made off with ALL of the Halloween Candy the wealthy weirdo likes to have around. Now, that lightning strike is occurring once more, and Brook is about to discover she isn’t escaping it...

A year ago today, on the Devil’s Day, say some, the stately manor of H. WarBuckle Esq. was raided and more than 800,000 quid’s worth of sweeties (candy, if you will) got pilfered by a masked lunatic who left the guards tied, gagged, and away from the alarm. Now, back then, as now, Ol’ Horace had a thing about employing lovely ladies as guards. Who knows why, but good thing for us that he did, right? Because this pair we have up now are going to endure a similar very tight predicament. And one’s already been done!

Now, knowing that Horace has this thing for gathering the most candy in the U.K., making his trick or treat realm the most desired, a sitting robber knows just what to do. Believing lightening won’t strike twice, Horace has left the manor under the guard of, well, his two busty guards. Oh yeah, they look very good indeed in their tight little uniforms and stiletto heels too. The ladies are in for it tonight though, as the cunning burglar blocks off the main drive, diverting any festive trick or treaters. These dimwit guards haven’t even looked at their CCTV since beginning their shift though and that was a mistake!

So when Brook saunters into the ‘Candy Station’ guard room this fair eve, she is most surprised to hear the sound of urgent mmmmmppphhhhing! It’s Eliza, all tied up! She vows to catch whoever has done this and without untying her fellow guard (nice one, Brook...) she heads off to look for trouble, which finds her! One terrific, extended handgagging later and Guard no. 2 is being bundled into their station, where she is taped up on a chair and gagged into silence along with her partner.

The girls are having a serious struggle back there as the candy thief goes to town on Horace’s huge supply. But has he a preternaturally sweet tooth or does he have a distributor lined up once his van clears the gates?? Anyway, the ladies need a damned good gagging to close their sassy gobs down. Though strips of cloth have held those mouths, they need.... more. And so socks and panties and whiter else this miscreant has found are stuffed into their mouths. The he produces more tape! The girls know what is coming next...

Parceled up mighty secure in their chairs, their faces bound hard with tons more silver tape, the utterly helpless guards gag mumble to one another. This fucker has gone ape with all of that, and they can barely move. Not the faintest hope of escape. So what now?? Try anyway. For our great pleasure.

Brook and Eliza, lightning definitely having struck a second time, struggle ferociously trussed on their seats. They hear banging and crashing as the raider rips of cupboard doors and knocks down any other obstacle in his way. They can hear him chucking big sacks of sweet treats into his van, and not knowing that he has cunningly diverted all the little T & Tr’s, wonder why the doorbell isn’t ringing.

Mmmmmmppphhhhing hotly, the girls try to shift their chairs around but even this beats them. They are bound way too fiercely and their only hope of release will come from their employer, should he arrive he tonight from entertaining in Battersea park. They hope he shows. He sometimes stays out later. But surely he won’t want to miss his huge candy giveaway he’s’ spent a fortune on? Surely! Well, our fingers are crossed for you, security chicks. We’ll be rooting. But right now, we are rooting around in out on psyches as to how awesome all of that tape is squeezing your faces and bodies down to the max. Now THAT is what we want this Halloween! Two buxom security cuties struggling tape bound and gagged for gold!

Meanwhile, up on the third floor of FizzyGog House, two beautiful, barefoot women in tight jeans struggle powerfully, gagged and bound, locked inside a storeroom. You might say for safekeeping! They’ve been trussed up like international packages, their mouths crammed with their own until recently worn white ankle socks. They are gagging on them right now, faces and heads bound crushingly tightly with the most incredible silver tape. THIS stuff is something they will seriously struggle to escape from. But oh, how they do try!

(Producer’s Note): We’ve re-edited some stuff in from the Original Release of this title and can now accommodate a never-before-seen, and quite vicious tape strip gagging sequence, too. You ain’t seen nothing yet. Have fun!

Gorgeous sleuths Roxxi and Brook have been invited to attend a property planning meeting at an Open Day at FizzyGog House. The eccentric millionaire who has invited them is playing a game of bluff, and so are the girls. He KNOWS he is the quarry they hunt, and they know he knows! For the Lord is none other than the phantom criminal plaguing the South Coast of England, dubbed: The CardMaster! So-called because he’s an ‘ace’ at poker and also is into stealing credit cards on a super-scale. So, uh, we’ve called him, um, that, kay?

Upon arrival, the girls know it’s a trap and finding the place unoccupied, a back entrance ajar, oh so conveniently, they tread carefully. The CardMaster IS FizzyGog, and they mean to nab him, but first, as they are here, they’ll try first to gather more clues...

Of course, the things that get ‘gathered’ are the nosy ladies themselves. Having split up to save time, and set themselves up for what we all know is destined to be, Brook is first powerfully handgagged. The hot blonde squirms against the masked villain who has her, grinding against him with her tight blue jeans-clad rump. He soon takes her out and leaves her as bait for her beautiful partner. She too is roughly hand-mauled into compliance!

The goon, a top aide to the Lord, has little time to deal with the meddlers. He is under orders to keep the girls heavily restrained and hidden from view while a bunch of charity workers, helping clean up the Lord’s image, are expected over for tea and sponge cake. They cannot know there are two snoops stashed within the house, obviously!

The girls are bound and gagged for a quality extended sequence with TIGHt strips of tape, imprinting those perfect, luscious lips. Mmmmmm. Later, and they’re having tape torn from their lips, they have their sneakers and socks removed. Both have their succulent bare feet wiggling in his lap while he stuffs their fat mouths with their own socks and proceeds to bind their faces and heads hard enough for them to see stars!

Left writhing helplessly in chairs, the ladies are soon hopping over to the locked storeroom door, where delicious Roxxi attempts to use her arm to turn a key in it. It’s no use, and besides, they hear footfalls on the main staircase! Frantically hopping back to their chairs, they pretend they have stayed put. Then why are their bound arms now in front of the seat rests?? In a rage, the goon packages them both up! That’ll teach them.