DiP_1041 - The Handsey Bandit's™ Final Quote

john · Site Admin Joined: Nov 02, 2005 Posts: 10545

DiP_1041 - The Handsey Bandit's™ Final Quote

Zoey Ziptie stood in her living room, looking fresh in a green and white patterned dress, waiting for the painter to give her a price for the job. She was expecting a discussion about color swatches and labor costs. What she got was the Handsey Bandit™. As she turned to point out a wall, the "painter" made his move. He didn't reach for a tape measure; he reached for her. A cloth soaked in chloroform was clamped ruthlessly over her face, cutting off her breath and her ability to negotiate. Zoe’s struggle was brief, her body going limp in the arms of the predator she had invited in.

With the client unconscious, the Bandit began his true work. He stripped the green dress from Zoey’s body, peeling it away to leave her exposed and vulnerable, topless and wearing only a pair of white lace panties. True to his name, he took a moment to enjoy his prize, his hands roaming over her helpless skin before he turned to the restraints.

He produced a coil of stark white rope. Rolling Zoe onto her stomach, he wrenched her arms behind her back and bound her wrists tight. He moved to her ankles, lashing them together with the same efficient knots. But the job wasn't finished until she was completely immobilized. He pulled her bound ankles up toward her wrists, locking her in a severe, back-straining hogtie. Finally, a white cloth gag was tied securely around her mouth to ensure the silence of the room. The Handsey Bandit™ stood back to admire the finished project: Zoe Ziptie, stripped, groped, and trussed up on the floor, discovering too late that the price for this quote was her total freedom.

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JSTROM

pretty panty slid down