Lady Natt – Well-Heeled Natt: The Beautiful Lady, Simply Bound & Gagged in Her High Heels… (Borderlands Bound)
A demented masked man has captured our first beautiful heroine on the scene, Lola, and, pressing something rather persuasive into her back, the surrendered hottie is marched into the guy’s parlour and is soon bound up in a chair. Before she gets gagged, a little background? Just a little. Yes.
Lola and her partner Natt are private investigators who have been trailing a shady carnival worker named Gerald BakeWell. His ex-wife, Jemima, has long been suspecting he is working and not paying maintenance. However, what began as a routine scumbag bailing on the payments number has turned a lot more sinister. For Lola has this very afternoon watched Gerry, in the creepy clown mask he wears at the carny, breaking into the home of a lady next door and stealing a number of her intimate items. Lola went in after he had left and found he’d also left a chilling note: ‘I’LL BE BACK TO TAKE YOU HOME WITH ME…. TONIGHT, BITCH!’. Hmmm, so clearly this lad as issues above and beyond lying about his job. The somewhat immediate problem Lola has now is that no sooner has she told her partner Natt to come over here – rightaway – than she has been grabbed by Bakewell. Seems he is onto her!
Indeed, the scrumptious Natt rushes in, finding a heavily bound and gagged – and mmmmpppphhhhing – Lola trying to warn her of impending peril, but alas, for Young Natt, it is far too late for that. Strengthened by his work fixing rides and whatever the fuck else they do at carnivals, she is no match for the wiry BakeWell, who sweeps her up with a grand handgagging and bundles her onto a sofa. He very swiftly binds her wrists behind her back while Lola surges around all trussed up and completely powerless to intervene, in her chair. Natt protests for just long enough to really piss him off. Hastily gagging her with another dirty sock, he comes up with the first thing he finds – a reel of duct tape – to seal that shiz in there. Bang, Five or six strips of that over the top (sticky stuff) will keep her well gagged while he ties her crossed ankles up.
While he heads off looking for more rope, the ladies struggle enormously, gagged and bound and looking rather fetching… And now Bakewell is back to wrestle a very squirmy Lady Natt into a very tight and very close hogeroo. The fiend even lashes her elbows up to cause her even more grief. Now he needs to consider their fates, which, as you will all know by now, translates to: Let’s leave this pair to struggle and strain in almighty hotness without his interfering ass in view!
Wow, some incredible chairbound histrionics from the gorgeous Lola, who, as ever, is on true fire. And all the while Natt thrashes around on that fortunate sofa, her hot, perfect backside twitching wonderfully as her dress rides up and her big tit-formed cleavage (like most cleavages, actually) mashed wonderfully beneath her while she gag talks saucily with the chair-bouncing Lola…
Lady Natt’s scenes from:
The Unlucky PrivateEye & a ManEating Venus FlyTrap For Good Measure!
Being thoroughly bound up in herseats, there is little else she can do save for bounce around and deal with her tight cloth gag. We get to look up her skirt and anywhere else we please as she struggles and strains…
…The captor here (a token nutty professor who is in the process of training that flytap to devour men, maybe even women, right, Natt?) quickly gags her surly mouth. Most satisfied at keeping the business-suited lady quiet, he ties her up some more and leaves her chewing on her tight white cloth gag, wriggling saucily in her seat. With a delightful triangle of purple lace panty on full display, the bountiful-chested maiden struggles onward. That gag in her mouth looks exquisite, we have to say. Tight, thick, all-encompassing. She is the ultimate damsel.
Meanwhile, Lady Natt, that arch-hottie, struggles bound and gagged in the living room of the demented captors pit. She is deeply concerned about his threats of preparing her for this evening. Whatever could this mean? He seems to be intimating that a rather up close and personal introduction to that giant mutant triffid thang out back might be on the cards. The stunning Lady Natt, delectable spy beauty that she is, we are sure will figure a way out. We are not concerned with what form it will take now though. Right now, her urgent, desperate struggles for freedom from the chair into which she is lashed is all we are occupied with…
… Exceptionally Beautiful Women Tightly Bound & Gagged in Their Office!
…a high flying P.I. gets her office invaded by a bad man indeed, and our thoughts are consumed with the buxom legend that is Lady Natt…
Elegant, sophisticated, the beauty is all tied up and bent over a filing cabinet, tottering on her sleek court shoes. Her mouth is firmly gagged with a thick white cloth and her swelling cleavage thumps against cold metal. She has her elbows painfully rope-welded while fuming through her silencer and indignantly yelps as her captor brings her down to the hardwood floor and works her in to a very tight and close pigtie. She knows far too much about his operations in her capacity as private investigator, and he thought he’d pay her a visit and show her on what side of her bread the butter goes today!
Leaving the heavily bound beauty twisting and writhing on the floor (thanks, pal, scram). We remain, lingering over every hot body move this young maiden evinces. That gag is so cruelly bound about her mouth, her cheeks bulge. Natt seethes and twines around in her hogtie, eventually flopping over on her side and flashing us some delightful white knicker. And fear not, the camera captures it all, filmed, as always from just the right ‘fly on the wall’ angles to really maximise your experience her…
