[kassyS]

having mother for dinner

After taking a look around upstairs, she guesses she should work her way back to the lower quarters. Is that the smell of cooking permeating the old house too? Before she gets much farther, the diabolical Chef is upon her, wrapping her in a tight and strong handgag-embrace before bundling her to the deck and coshing her with his pan. Then he strips the young madam, as he always likes his dinner guests to be naked, however, upon checking out the startlingly alluring set of lacy undies she has on, he makes an exception. He even leaves mother ’s sexy white stilettos on for a time. Don’t worry though, foot fans, she’ll get those fuckers off later, when she escapes!

For now, the out there babe is carried all over the house until Sir Ian can settle on a place for her. That happens to be the parlour where he ropes and gags into something resembling obedience, the now struggling captive! But mother gets way too chirpy, biting and gushing at the hard rubber between her teeth, so to teach her a thing or two about how guests should behave on the Psycho Chef’s watch, he pulls a rope sharply up between her legs and ties this part of her anatomy up to! Yikes!

mother is left all tied up in a corner of the room, struggling as much as she dares for fear of falling over in her high heels. Eventually, after �?showing her’ his comic book collection (priceless fun there) he pigties the squirming babe on the floor, confident that this will hold her well until dinner time! On this occasion, he’s not quite right (we can’t bring ourselves to say he is wrong, because he is beyond a legend, the Chef) but after working hard at those ropes, drooling in concentration, mother eventually wiggles free of her hogbinding, and from there she manages to at least gain her feet, and NOW, it’s time to try to open a door and run off down the street yelping blue you-know-what around that gag in her mouth!

Strangely, all of the doors at Chef’sVille have been closed and after trying upstairs she thinks she’d better go back this way. Eventually she gets the kitchen door open and then even the back door. In her desperation to escape, she fails to notice Sir Ian, who is out in the back garden picking fresh herbs for tonight’s feast. He spies the ambitious detective and circles her, from behind. Suddenly he leaps, and it’s more tight handgagging, rough body-bundling and over the threshold style carrying!

All the while, mother gag fumes in frustration and the Chef scolds (and gropes a lot) the ******* hostage. He ropes her up some more in a chair and leaves her to struggle finely before returning and carrying the mmmmmppphhhing ballgagged chick all the way to the top of the house, Here he be depositing her bucking and kicking little rump onto a guest bedroom, well, bed. You just know Young Toy here will make great use of that double bed too… So prepare yourselves for the final sequence before your evening meal. We think you will find it most… appetising.

heh heh heh

ARRRGGGGHHHH


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