Alba in: They’ve Hit Vault 282!!: SunRoom Temp Soars to Record Height for Intense, Pretzel-Packaged Guard Beauty!!

Description: Overheating in here, dear? and, are you… watching the big screen? surprise!! “mmmmrrrrmmmppphhh!!!” time to get this italian beauty bound up the heavy-duty way. you'll see, as soon as you begin watching this madman go town on her, that no holds are barred. ravishing lady guard alba (check out that uniform… mmmmm… all so tight) is sweating it up some while guarding the top secret vault the company has concealed in here. it’s one of 300 secreted around the compound and they take their security very seriously! no, really, they uh do… what the leggy stunner (man, those heels…) cannot possibly know is that three of her co-workers are gagged and bound and being kept well away from the alarms. it’s just her left to go, and she will go… after some token boredom segments as an excuse to watch the beauty cross those legs and discover her walkie talkie is getting her nowhere, we send in a daring raider who knows precisely how to deal with this one! handgagged and overcome, we find our hot guard chastising the fiend, her wrists are bound stringently with silver tape, and she is about to call out brazen babe when he slams a thick rag into her mouth and then gets in behind her to continue. he brutishly wrap gags her many times with more tape, her mouth gaping wide stuffed with that rag and the results surely show. this babe is consumed by that massive gag. now it’s time to restrain the rest of her hot body. and he does. thus packaged and unable to get anywhere, in any sort of way, the sultry italian is left gag fuming, utterly bound and gagged and locked in the already very hot (effing fan’s all busted up) sunroom. damn, all she can do is sit there, squirm and mmmmmppphhhh a lot before finally falling over on the floor and going for her already defunct walkie talkie – but we admire her stamina! the babe grunts and strains and with her heaving chest bound tightly too, she is clearly in much so what if she can open a filing cabinet or get to her desk? what then? alas, she will never know because soon her phantom raider is back. seems he had someone on the inside who gave him the vault code. when alba gets out of this, she smoulders, she will personally hunt this guy down! for now, she is being lashed up in a chair! gorgeous, and getting way hot, alba rages into that huge gag! then the packaged guard is pushed back against her filing cabinets and locked in again. aaaaarggghhh! how can this be happening to her? all her training and skills have not in any way saved her from this full-on tape today. and, as she creaks and squeaks in that dear old chair with her enthused struggles, we must all be well mesmerised by this sight. this powerful, hard beauty thoroughly under wraps and seething with pure resentment trussed up in her office away from the alarms. and, now, the great reveal!! turns out, a bunch of highly struggly, acutely agitated young women are in the process of being robbed, all hopelessly bound and gagged, all not too far (at least physically) from the alarm under the desk... with their luscious legs all welded down to their seats they can’t even bump themselves up underneath and buzz the fucking thing. they are powerless, and with thick over-ripe bath sponges jammed hard in their fat mouths and faces and figures securely packing-tapebound they are in deep -powerless!! we just wonder when they'll ever get around to finishing their latest card game... the girls, as enraged as they are, know that these extreme silencers are the real deal. with more silver tape bound again and again around their mouths and the backs of their heads, the outraged hotties, no doubt wondering what their employer will say when he finds them like this, fight hard, raging into their colossal gags. it’s no use. alba notes the raider has them trussed like fine gifts. absolute hotties all, completely unable to speak and certainly come nowhere close to escape! guess they’ll be struggling around like this, helpless for a while. that alarm isn’t getting reached and all alba can do is sit there helplessly and watch through the big screen! now, let’s watch her watching them, shall we? ***all productions (video & images) & associated bondage scenarios depicted are strictly of a role play and story driven nature and feature fully consenting participants aged over 18 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***