Tossed Out

Blake and Rosie won’t shut the fuck up. They’re screaming about some asshole downstairs when Christina Carter storms in—big tits, black hair, hotel badge—and tells them to quit it. They keep yelling. So she slaps cuffs on both of them, wrists locked tight behind their backs. Rope follows. She knots them face-to-face, tits mashed together, until they can’t move without rubbing. Still mouthy. Christina pulls out a red ball gag and forces it between Blake’s teeth, strapping it hard. Rosie gets the same—blonde hair, spit already dripping. Christina steps back, looks them over, then leaves. The door opens again. Another woman walks in, sees the two bound brats struggling, and smiles.