Chi Chi gets Double Crossed & Tightly Bound and Gagged While Buying Protective Insurance!

Chi Chi thinks she owns the room until she gets greedy. One overheard conversation about a Lloyds of London policy is all it takes for her to dream up the perfect scam: get snatched, stay bound for a while, collect on a fat double-indemnity payout. She hires a goon, promises him five hundred bucks to tie her up hard, gag her loud, snap photos, and make the call for ten million. She’ll pocket the same when she’s cut loose. The goon smiles, nods, starts wrapping rope around her wrists, ankles, chest. The crotch rope follows—tight, biting, exactly where it hurts—and her black hair spills across her face as he jams the gag deep between her teeth. She smiles behind the rubber. Then he tells her the new plan. He’s turning her in himself, taking the crime-stopper cut, one million clean. Chi Chi’s eyes flare wide as he cups her breast, thumbs the nipple through her blouse, leans close and whispers the bet: if she can squirm free in the next few hours, she walks; if she stays put, she’s the jackpot. He steps back, watches her fight the knots, lets his fingers trail down the crotch rope until she shudders, already trapped, already wet, and the clock is ticking.