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Cindy isn't very happy being forced to work late on a Friday evening to conduct an inventory on the old warehouse for her bitch boss. She hated the old creepy warehouse and had planned to take off early for a long holiday weekend at the beach. But her she was bitching and complaining as she opens to door a chill runs down her spine. She deadbolts the door behind her since the creepy day laborer's were hanging around the yard catcalling and making her feel uncomfortable. She just wanted to get her inventory over with and get on the road. She was unaware she wasn't not alone and what lay in wait behind the door to the back room. She opened the door and walked to the back room and caught movement out of the corner of her eye but it was too late, a beefy arm circled her throat and a meaty hand covers her mouth as the thug, twice her size, grabs her from behind. Cindy screams into his hand but her pitiful screams are muffled by his hand. She reaches up and tries to pry his arm away from her throat but it is like moving an iron bar and she is easily overpowered and dragged into the next room. He sits on a table and clamps his legs around her waist, pinning her arms to her sides. He removes his hand but only long enough to stuff some old rags into her mouth. Cindy tries to bite his fingers as he stuffs the rags into her mouth. He avoids her teeth and grabs a roll of duct tape and wraps it tightly over her mouth and seals her mouth shut with the tape. Cindy is helpless as he pulls her arms behind her back and feels as ropes circle her elbows as they kiss together behind her back. She is trapped between his legs as she feels the ropes cut deep into the soft flesh above her elbows. He cinches the ropes between her elbows then releases her from his leg lock and turns her around. Cindy wriggles and struggles in his grasp and he lets her go, seizing her chance Cindy turns and runs for her life out of the room and heads for the main door. She slams into the door, 'why did she have to bolt it?', she reaches up to try to unlock the door but with her elbows fused together behind her back she can just barely reach the deadbolt. And the thug is right behind her, he laughs as she fumbles with the lock and grabs her and drags her away from the door. Cindy can hear the day laborer's outside laughing and joking among themselves, unware of her desperate plight just behind the blacked out door as she is dragged away. He brings her back to the table and pushes her head and chest down and grabs her ankles, Cindy can feel the ropes as they circle her slender ankles and crush them together. She screams in protest as she feels him pull down on her long pencil skirt, it slips over her hips and down her legs, she is left in just her panties, tight high fish net stockings and heels below her waist as he pulls the skirt out from under her feet. Ropes circle her wrists and are cinched tight and then she is pulled up on her feet, Cindy struggles to balance herself in her five inch stilettos and bound ankles as he wraps more rope around her tiny waist. The rope is then pulled down between her legs and fitted between her pussy lips splitting her satin panties and giving her camel toe. The rope is feed between her bound wrists, pinning her hands to her ass, then pulled back down between her legs and up to her belly. The rope is wrapped around her forearms and tied off. He lifts her up and lays poor Cindy on her belly and ties a rope around her chest and shoulders. The end of the chest rope is pulled down between her bound heels and feed between the ropes. He pulls her feet down to her hands with the rope brutally hogtying her on the table top. Cindy can barely move as he tells her his plans for the long weekend. He will be keeping her bound and gagged all weekend in the old warehouse having fun with her bound helpless body. He pulls her up and balances her on her knee points on the table and examines his prize, Cindy sobs and cries into her gag relvoted at the thought of him violating her as he pleases and there isn't nothing she can do to stop him. Her only hope is that her bitch boss will realize she hadn't come back with the inventory before she heads out for her long weekend and sends someone to search for her. But that is a long shot, she won't be missed until next week since her room mate things Cindy will be out of town all weekend at the beach. He lays her down on the table and leaves her alone and helplessly bound, gagged and hogtied promising to return soon to start their weekend of fun.


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Cindy lays with her creamy thighs spread wide and bound, her arms are tied behind her back, she's gagged and the Cindy Molester is holding a vibe tight against her pussy and it's obviously doing it's job well! Cindy groans as her pussy is filled with TWO fingers while the vibe stimulates her clit and it isn't long until her hips start that familiar grind that says an orgasm is near. She is told to make sure she tells the camera when her orgasm happens and even though she's gagged Cindy closes her eys and moans, "I'm cuuumming!" But the Cindy Molester gives her no relief and holds the vibe tight against her abused vagina and even though she is overly sensitized he cruelly uses the toy to wring yet another orgasm from Cindy 's body! Mercifully he then turns the vibe off and lays it aside but he's not nearly through with Cindy yet. He uses his fingers to open her pussy and you can see how RED AND SWOLLEN it is, the vibe can be both torture and ecstacy! Suddenly he pushes those same two fingers deep in her wet cunt and Cindy writhes as she is VERY roughly finger fucked and incredibly it seems she is going to cum again? Really? Usually it takes direct clitoral stimulation for a girl to cum but it seems Cindy might do it just from being fingered and sure enough it happens and she orgasms hard!! Gasping and exhausted Cindy has had enough, the fingers are pulled from her soaking wet pussy and she lays exhausted


Cindy is wheeled into the lair by Cindy Molester on an old industrial cart. Her wrists are taped tightly together behind her back with black electrical tape. He parks the cart and forces her mouth open then stuffs her mouth full with a couple of rags, filling her cheeks with the rags. Then he pulls more black tape between her lips and cleave gags her with the black shiny tape. Cindy is helpless as he manhandles her and wraps tape around one of her ankles. Her leg is folded and her ankle is taped to her thigh and then wrapped down her leg frogtying her with the tape. Then her other leg is taped up as well and her props her up on her knees frogtied and helpless. He then lifts her crop top to exposes her tits and then pulls out more black tape. He begins to wrap the tape around the base of one of her tits and choking her tits like a tourniquet with the tape. Cindy looks down at her bulging breast as it begins to swell and throb under the tight tape. She watches as her other tit is also bound in the black tape until it is also swelling and throbbing under the tight tape tourniquet. With her wrists still bound behind her back he tapes up her hands in with the black electrial tape. He then frees her wrists and pulls one of her hands up to her shoulder and tapes her arm folded with her wrist to her bicep and continues to run the tape down her arm. Then her other arms is taped up the same as her first. He pulls her elbows together behind her back and wraps tape around both her elbows pinning them behind her back. He leaves her there completely helpless on the old cart strictly bound in tape looking down at her at her poor throbbing tits as they begin to change colors.




So here is the trick. Pretty much every part of Cindy is hooked up to something. Cindy Grabber is holding ropes wrapped around her nipple clamps. Her arms are lashed behind her with leather straps. Her knees and ankles are spread apart by wooden spreader bars. But the one thing that Cindy is most worried about isn’t even touching her.

The bar that she is straddling is made of pure, polished copper. It’s so clean it’s glistening in the light. And by itself this little pole probably wouldn’t be much cause for concern. The problem is, Cindy knows it’s electrified. Even if we hadn’t told her, there is so much current running through this little piece of metal that you can hear in throughout the room. No one else wants to get close to it, for fear of getting shocked, but Cindy is to shimmy up and down this pole with her ass cheeks and pussy lips just fractions of an inch away from being shocked. She can’t even put her feet all the way down. The bar is high enough to keep her on her toes.

With all that strain going through her legs we could have just left her in the predicament, but that would be too kind. We believe the best bondage is brutal bondage and the best torments are the kinds that push a girl right to the edge. In this case we decide that the easiest way to see what Cindy is made of is to cane her calves, right across the thickest part of the muscle, to see how long she can stand on point before he legs give out and her snatch gets zapped. We’d say a little electrical play never hurt anyone, but then again, it’s not our cunts on the line.


hey, weekends over but not for you, Cindy

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we love you, Cindy

YARGGGHHHHHH




heh heh heh, I am coming for you, Cindy

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