Penny Lee & Chantelle Fox – A Night of Pulse-Pounding, Big-Boobied Oddities Up @ Creepy Ol’ GumBall Keep (Borderland Bound)
It was a dark, windswept, rain-spattered night and two very busty, very hot naked girls are sitting, thighs tightly crossed, on an old fashioned sofa. Thankful to be inside, in the warm, earning a lot of money, sipping red and entertaining their clearly perverted host, Everett GumBall. But there is far more to this oddball fellow than at first meets the eye. Although he presents himself as a wealthy old boy who pays handsomely for strippers such as they to visit him at his old keep in the countryside, he is in actuality penniless, up to his eyeballs in debt. Oh yes, you can sense a planned caper in the offing, can’t you?
Gorgeous Chantelle and Penny are instructed to kiss and fondle one another while the oddball in question steps out of the room to quite bizarrely pack a suitcase. His ‘thing’ is in knowing of but not watching two beautiful women getting off with one another at his behest… The girls are happy to oblige and begin smooching and caressing those stunning bodies of theirs. And, if that had been it, all would be well. But it isn’t…
Just then, their host enters the room and reveals that he has been very suddenly called away from on urgent business in Sudbury. He may be gone for a few days and asks the girls if they would like to house sit for him in his absence. He will, of course, pay the handsomely for their services. Both readily agree to such an easy gig. The only thing is, they must, on their lives, protect this strange wooden carving he now sets in their laps. This is his most cherished piece (yeah yeah) and it would be just awful if it were to be stolen in his absence. Going along with his weirdness, the girls agree to look after it, and just like that he is off, into the night!
With Asswipe gone (neither girl was impressed with the cut of his jib) they are already planning dinner later. What a great assignment. They don’t even have to dance and flirt with the bloke. Result! Chantelle scampers upstairs (that swishing rump of hers, gurgle…. Perfection…) to slip into something less comfortable, liking the old place, despite its obvious creepiness. But what was that? Did she hear something? A creaking floorboard, per chance? Surely they are alone here now. But it is as she preens in a mirror and calls down to Penny, that the feeling of not being alone intensifies. Before she can react further, she is roughly seized from behind, her huge tits jammed into the wooden stair rail. It’s the old fool himself, he hasn’t gone anywhere!
Chantelle just has time to register this before she is taken down. What on earth is the man planning? She’ll find out, soon enough. Later, Penny is wondering what is keeping her chum when she hears mmmmmppphhhing from the great hall, stepping out she is shocked to find a very bound and gagged Chantelle twisting on the end of a rope. That is when the host, still here apparently, steps out and toting a persuader announces that this is part of his ‘thing’. Pretending to leave the house but actually coming back in his alter-ego, Big Mack, and attacking the girls he hires!
Penny upon demand gropes the struggling Chantelle, then must lie down in the parlour and submit to being tied and gagged herself. Once both bronzed beauties are all roped down and cleave gagged, the diabolical plan is revealed: GumBall is skint! And he intends to arson the place up to the max and cash in big time. He will be coinciding this high crime with having a spot of fun with his trussed up hostages. As the girls angrily vent through their gags (though they are pretty desperate by this point too – the man is clearly insane) both are tickled mercilessly, their bodies oiled and tits and arses squeezed and slapped. Their tight cleave gags prevent them from crying out as their feet are tickled mercilessly, between the ties mainly. Ouch! The girls go wild. Then their bodies are worked on and the frenzy never lets up!
Eventually, with both ladies roped up into very secure pig ties, they start making demands of their own. But this backchat is NOT part of the lad’s fantasy script and so he most rudely plugs their yappers up with a couple of his prize clementines and then cheekily fondles the thrashing around babes some more while hey continually squirm about all hog stuck! Leaving the helpless maidens alone to writhe around and gag talk oh so hotly, we are thankful for his absence. It’s good to have the bitches roughed up but just as good to have some more alone time with the fruit-silenced beauties.
Later, much later, and with the restrained strippers now dealing with severely tightly pulled handkerchief over the mouth gags, the menace torments them with a lit match. Then he once more (can’t get enough, the filthbag) roundly spanks and the wriggling hostages in good measure. Finally, he has to go and do that which he warred them of! The girls go nuts as they are locked away in the parlour, hoping against hope that all of this is just more of his fantasy and that he doesn’t actually intend on carrying this through. We’ll leave you on said major excitement point yourselves now as you settle back once more to enjoy Round 3 of this incredible saga with both detective gagged nudes going crazy trying to escape their hogties while all around the house, the rain beats down and the wind rattles. Awesomeness!
