DiP_1009 - The Handsey Bandit's™ Grip on Hattie Grace

john · Site Admin Joined: Nov 02, 2005 Posts: 10502

DiP_1009 - The Handsey Bandit's™ Grip on Hattie Grace

Hattie Grace was lounging on the bed, a vision of elegance in a tight blue dress, unaware that she had been marked for a very private collection. The Handsey Bandit™ did not knock; he struck. Emerging from the shadows of the room, he loomed over her. Before Hattie could even sit up to protest, a white cloth soaked in chloroform was clamped firmly over her nose and mouth. Her struggle was brief and desperate, her hands clawing at his arm, but the chemical fumes quickly pulled her down into a deep, limp slumber.

With his victim pacified, the Bandit began his favorite part of the process. He stripped the blue dress from Hattie's unconscious body, peeling it away to reveal her white lace lingerie, black stockings, and the intricate ink on her skin. Hattie was now exposed, a beautiful, vulnerable doll waiting to be played with. And play he did. True to his name, the Bandit took a moment to grope and fondle her exposed breasts, his hands roaming freely over her helpless form, taking what he wanted now that she couldn't say no.

Satisfied with his initial inspection, he moved to secure his prize. He produced a length of white rope, matching her lingerie. He rolled her onto her stomach and wrenched her arms behind her back, binding her wrists tightly. He then moved to her ankles, lashing them together. To complete the immobilization, he pulled her bound ankles up toward her wrists, locking Hattie in a severe hogtie that arched her back and displayed her body perfectly for him. Finally, he secured a white cloth gag in her mouth, ensuring her silence. The Handsey Bandit™ sat back, admiring Hattie Grace: stripped, fondled, trussed, and ready for whatever else he had in mind.

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JSTROM

Hattie looks great very stylish