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The two naked greeter girls, Jess and Zoe, lay tightly bound side by side on the large bed, their voluptuous bodies pressed warmly together as they groaned deeply--extremely muffled and ultra-sexy desperate sounds vibrating into their tight, stuffed-up face gags--thick balled-up socks crammed deep into their mouths and packed firmly behind wide strips of cloth tied brutally tight between their lips and knotted behind their heads, bulging their cheeks obscenely while their eyes crossed with raw humiliation; nearby on the floor their sexy, shiny stiletto heels lay discarded yet within tantalizing reach as both busty captives arched their backs in unison, thrusting their naked round bare bottoms upward for the silent robber to pinch and slap at will, soft fleshy cheeks jiggling under his firm hands; yep, for such a quiet shadowy type this intruder was clearly a real perv, seemingly fixated on their pretty feet and discarded high heels, having some very jolly, very dark fun at their complete and utter expense on this long, helpless night... The opulent mansion was alive with the low hum of conversation and clinking glasses, but in the private greeting antechamber, the evening's true game had already begun. Per their master's explicit wishes, the two greeter girls wore nothing but crisp black bow ties around their necks and glossy black high heels that clicked sharply on the marble floor. Their bodies were fully exposed--full, heavy breasts, smooth skin, and toned legs on proud display. Zoe stood nervously near the side door, adjusting her bow tie. She was curvy and busty, her long dark hair cascading down her bare back. Jess, equally voluptuous with lighter hair and a mischievous glint in her eye, approached her from behind. "You know the plan," Jess whispered, her voice low and commanding. "The robbers are already in the house tonight. They need both of us out of the way so they can work uninterrupted. I'll impersonate you at the front entrance. No one will suspect a thing." Before Zoe could protest, Jess grabbed her. Strong hands pinned Zoe's wrists behind her back. Jess produced a coil of soft white rope and bound Zoe's arms tightly, cinching her elbows and wrists together until her generous chest thrust forward even more prominently. Zoe squirmed, her breasts jiggling with the struggle, but Jess was stronger and more determined. Jess tore off a strip of translucent tape. She pressed it firmly over Zoe's lips, smoothing it down with deliberate strokes until it sealed her mouth in a glossy, see-through layer. Zoe's muffled protests were barely audible. Jess then stepped back to admire her work: the naked, rope-bound greeter girl, bow tie still perfectly in place, high heels making her legs look endless. Jess quickly slipped into character, mimicking Zoe's posture and walk as she took her place at the main entrance. The impersonation was flawless. For a while, Zoe struggled in the antechamber, twisting against the ropes, her bare breasts heaving with effort. The translucent tape gag allowed her lips to be seen moving desperately, but no real sound escaped. Eventually, with persistent wriggling and working the knots, she managed to loosen the ropes enough to slip free. Heart pounding, Zoe crept through the mansion on her high heels, still completely naked except for the bow tie. She pushed open the door to one of the upstairs bedrooms and froze. There was Jess--or rather, the real Jess now--already captured by the other robbers. The busty blonde was tightly bound on the large bed with ropes, a thick OTM (over-the-mouth) gag of white cloth had been tied between her lips and knotted tightly behind her head, bulging her cheeks. Jess's eyes widened in recognition and shared humiliation as she saw Zoe. The other robbers had clearly decided both greeter girls needed to be neutralized for the night's operation. No mercy for the master's pretty, naked servants. Zoe hesitated only a moment before climbing onto the bed beside her fellow captive. She lay back, pressing her own soft, bare body against Jess's. The two busty girls squirmed together, rope against warm skin, their bow ties askew now, high heels still strapped to their feet. Zoe reached up and gently adjusted Jess's OTM gag, then offered her wrists as if accepting her fate. The impersonation had failed, but the robbers had both of them exactly where they wanted them--naked, bound, gagged, and helplessly on display for the rest of the long night. ***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***