Stuck Sleuths

Valerie lies on her bed, legs shackled, wrists locked in handcuffs, a gag cutting off anything but her moans. She presses a hitachi hard against her clit and comes in a long, brutal wave. Before she can even catch her breath, Stella and Josie burst in, worried by the noise. Valerie pulls the gag free and tells them she gets off on tying herself up and forcing those orgasms. She dares them to try it. The girls grin, strip down to bras and panties, and let her bind them tight with rope, gags stuffed in their mouths. Valerie lifts her phone and starts filming, voice flat as she says she’s going to blackmail them. The girls plead behind the gags—they’ll do anything. So Valerie splits them into separate beds, fingers digging into ribs, bellies, and bare feet, tickling until both girls are thrashing and gasping. She keeps at them, moving from one bed to the other, pushing them to the edge of laughter and panic. When she’s had enough, she leaves them tied and squirming, the red recording light still blinking.