Undercover Narc in Peril
63 photos; 7:57 video
staring Vicky Vixxx
handcuffs, bondage, damsel in distress, MILF, thigh high boots, cuffed elbows, cleave gag, struggling, chains, BDSM
Beautiful blond undercover narcotic cop Vicky Vixxx has had her cover blown. One of her informants was a double agent and informed on her to the biker club. Now their enforcer has taken her to the old warehouse with her elbows locked behind her back in her own handcuffs. He pushes her into a chair and grabs another set of handcuffs. Vicky at first denies being a cop but as he cuffs her booted ankles together she begs and pleads with him denying she is a cop. But the brute ignores her protests and begins to wrap heavy steel chains around her shoulders and chest pinning her body to the chair. He finally get tired of listening to her mouth and pulls some black elastic wrap between her teeth and wraps it tightly around her head. He then locks a set of handcuffs around her slender wrists and pulls her booted feet back under the chain and tethers her ankle cuffs to her wrist cuffs with a chain. He leaves Vicky struggling helplessly in the chair fightened and alone. She can only hope and pray that her backup has been keeping track of her movements and will come crashing throught the door at any minute to save her. The brute returns to check on her, he tells her that he is waiting on word what to do with her and that if she talks and gives up the evidence she has collected he might be able to strike a deal for her. Vicky refuses to talk so he begins to fondle and her. She struggles helplessly in her chair pulling at the cuffs but there is no escape. She feels ill at his revolting touch but there is nothing she can do to stop him. He finally leaves to make a phone cal and Vicky realizes that she is running out of time. "Where is her backup?" The brute retuns twisting a thin leather cord around in his meaty hands, he pulls the gag out of her mouth and Vicky finally confesses. It is her only hope as she threatens and tries to reason with the brute. But her confession does her no good, he has his orders. He stands behind her and snaps the cord in front of her eyes. Vicky screams in terror begging and pleading with him. "Where the fuck is her backup?" She is running out of time.