Callista in: Mr BarnYard’s Illegal Anchovy Racket & a Most Inconvenient Visitor! (Bonus Cut) (HD)

Description: She is just so hot. the fabulous callista knows how to rock a seriously tight cleave gag, as evidenced here in this nut-misfiring little tale of ‘hide the beautiful captured girl all over the house! the leggy stunner, in her ultra-cute business outfit, toting a gorgeous wristwatch we should add is waiting impatiently for a mr ryan barnyard to return and continue their fireside chat. eventually, his lying backside materialises and callista, in her deeply sexily authoritative way, continues to grill him like monkfish, or more properly here, we suppose, anchovy! (producer’s note:) sumptuous borderland bound legend callista has another great makeover in this new cut featuring a bonus scene (previously released and from our professor series) with super-struggler with her feet out and those cleave gags just as tight. enjoy! it seems mr barnyard has been importing, without tax (of course, the butt-stain is a smuggler so this need not apply) huge consignments of anchovy caught in the deep sea off of the coast of cape mandrake; you know, near the peninsula of moonswiggle? well, if you don’t, fear not, it isn’t hugely important. what is is that the lovely detective interviewing him has had enough of his gut-wrenching bull shizzle. excusing herself, ostensibly to visit the little ladies’ room, she is soon snooping around in some upstairs quarters. if she can just find some kind of sales ledger etc, she’ll have the bastard. of course, what she fails to realise is that the sneaky lad has followed her up and right now is coming up behind her, hard! boom. over the mouth is applied a very tight handgag and the rather pretty young agent is bundled out into the hallway where she almost wriggles free. but not quite… gagged and bound in a back room, the bemused babe knows now she has her man. problem is, being all tied up and unable to speak, there is nobody she can presently tell about it. instead she mmmmms and ggggmmmms to a high gloss while she twists about in the small room, her tight cloth gag pulling her mouth right the fuck back, the way you like, sir. with the effectively gagged and bound cali writhing on the floor, flashing us more mood indigo panty than you could dream of, there comes a sudden knock at the door of the barnyard household. callista goes crazy, trying to call out. we hear the voice of next door neighbour, mrs ethel iconoclast. she is concerned about the swanky jag parked across her driveway (we never said cali was a good car chick) and is calling up to barnyard to see if he knows whose it is. just then, he bursts into the room and clamps a hand over her tightly gagged face. she must stay quiet. if his game is rumbled, he’ll be effing fuming. bundling the kicking, bucking, furiously struggling captive over his shoulder, he briskly trots her across to the other side of the house. gagging the hot babe again in his bathroom, he goes off to get rid of the dratted neighbour. meanwhile, callista grunts and strains, epically fighting her bonds in the cold, tiled room. when he is sure the old bitch is gone, barnyard rushes up the stairs and sets upon the raging, gag talking agent, pigbinding her with much malice as she wriggles around beneath him. damn, that gag is seriously tight. anyway, firmly hogtied, with her perfect arse spanked, to her total humiliation (her suspects don’t ordinarily get away with this filth) she is left squirming hotly, all gagged up, unable to chuck out a single word. this is such hotness and callistais a consummate pro with the heady, incensed gag talk. oh and that skirt is riding up a lot again. mmmmmmmm. as she rolls this way and that, completely helpless while barnyard hastily offloads the last of his latest anchovy shipment, she is dreading being found like this. so embarrassing! with the perp soon headed for the hills (he has promised somebody will find her soon) she may never get her revenge on him. upstairs, and now playing the captive miss honeysuckle, callista is squirming around fervently, her gag on so tight her eyeballs nearly are crossed and she looks simply divine in her business suit and gleaming heels. the ropes hold her nicely and that fiercely bound gag there keeps her from parting her lips. in frustration, she flops to the ground where she writhes on the carpet quite spectacularly, flashing us just as much light-winking wrist watch as she does lavender-coloured panty! ***all productions (video & images) & associated bondage scenarios depicted are strictly of a role play and story driven nature and feature fully consenting participants and established safe signals (clearly defined within each fantasy scene) between model(s) and crew are in continual use throughout the production.  thus, these are pure, tongue in cheek adventuristic fantasy scenarios, without exception fully consensual, contextual and supported by model release to this effect***