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Naughty Rubber / Marlynne TV Tart "I was trembling. The package had arrived. Well, two packages really...I thought I was going to come there and then."

I was trembling. The package had arrived. Well, two packages really. One; a tiny oblong parcel in brown paper and the other, a soft, squashy bundle securely wrapped.

I sat staring at them; savoring them, my erection hard and pulsing. I thought I was going to come there and then. I decided to open the soft parcel first.

My long fingernails dug into the tape encircling the package. Soon I had all the paper off and was
looking at a cellophane wrapped collection of black, glossy rubberwear, brassiere, corset, panties, stockings, gloves and a ... slick, tubed hood. My cock throbbed inside my sheer satin panties, themselves sheathed inside a glossy glass-sheer black satin cocktail dress-tight like a second skin. My enormous breasts shook with excitement, straining at the satin, pointed erect nipples poking the air. I slowly smoothed down my dress and let my taloned hands rest lightly on the sheer nyloned smoothness of my black seamed stockings. I allowed my varnished toes the luxury of wriggling in their silky nylons and jet-gloss high heel stilettos. I stand and walk about on my high heels, thinking about my soon to be encased rubber slave.

My heavily lashed eyes close as I imagine him cowering before me, all in rubber, tight shiny black and glossy rubber! With his head encased in the tightest of rubber hoods ... his mouth filled with an inflatable gag shaped like a long hard fat penis, pumped up by me, his Mistress! I look down and see his rubber-imprisoned cock, enormous and throbbing. I walk, mincing slowly towards him, looking into the eyepieces of his latex helmet, a smile playing about my heavily lip-sticked mouth.

"Are you excited, slave?"

"Mmmmpphh...murmmm... mmmgh!!!"

"I'm sorry darling, I can't hear you for that nasty rubber hood and gag. "

I hear his gagged mumblings and smile even more. Now I am standing face-to-face with my rubberslut. I stroke his cock with my gloved hand.

I said, "You are excited. I can feel your excitement, your balls are heavy, darling. I can feel your urge to spurt-you are so so hard! And ripe! Ripe to spurt!" I say and begin to wank him slowly, squeezing and stroking; sliding my gloved hand over that long hard tubed cock.

"Don't you want to come? Oh, please, my little latex tart. Please. Come on. I'll help ... now ... SPURT!!!"

I now begin to firmly pump his cock…up down up down up down up down up down up…
getting faster... faster...

"But, if you spurt now I will be extremely angry. Do you understand me? You do not want to upset your Mistress, do you, my adorable rubberized girly? Look at your rubberwear, all tight and smooth and shiny. Look at your breasts, huge rubber covered tits with hard nipples. Now your tiny tiny waist held in by rubber; nipped in by that tightly-laced rubber corset and there! Look, your cock, hard and ready!! Mmmmm, and your smooth black latex stockings. Ohhh! You are so sexy with your rubber hood tight around your head and your mouth stuffed full of inflated rubber...I think you would like it pumped up even more, yes? Keep still then, whilst I attach the tube and inflator. There now; a simple squeeze and-oh dear, have I pumped it up too much?" I caress my slaves' rubbered head and continue to masturbate him, slowly now. His cock, long thick engorged head purple leaking thick cum. Suddenly I stop and press my satin sheathed body against this rubbery slut. I can hear his gagged whimpers and feel the pulsing urgency of his cock. I know he wants to cum. I step back quickly; the sharp high-heels of my shoes scrape the stone floor.

"Don't you dare! I warn him and, strapping him tightly with wide rubber straps, I leave him. I had to get ready.

First I stripped off my clothes and had a hot bath. Then I perfumed and powdered my shaven and smooth body. Next, my corset; very, very tight, it gives me a wonderful hourglass figure: a wasp waist.

My rubber panties tight and black hold my cock firmly between my legs. Black Aristoc nylons, super-sheer with a dark seam are rolled on carefully over my red-varnished toe-nails and attached to eight taut garters pulling them up to bursting point so they shine.

My padded bra with huge false latex tits is securely fastened. A thin latex sheath slip is slid on; cool smooth and shiny. My ultra-tight cocktail sheath dress made in black rubber, it reaches to just below my knees and I am forced to take tiny mincing steps.

My shoes are extremely high-heeled sandals with a multitude of straps designed to reveal as much as possible of my nylon-encased varnished toes as they flex and wriggle beneath my slaves' eager tongue!

I slither into my sexy rubber mackintosh and belt it tightly to emphasize my corseted waist. I check my make-up; after nearly two hours of careful application, it's heavy, glamorous and totally over-the-top.
Then I stood, panting slightly, by the front door; my latex-gloved hand on the handle. I take a deep breath and open the door and feel the wind caress my legs through the sheer nylons; I hear my high heels scrape and click on the hard pavement. At first, I walk very slowly, the high heels forcing me up onto the tips of my toes. I look down and see my varnished toes flex every time I take a step.

A car pulls up and the driver leans out of the window.

"Care for a lift, sweetheart?" he says. I widen my eyes and lick my lips.

"Why not!" I pout, opening the door and climbing in, the mans' eyes feasting on my nylons and high-heels as my shiny mackintosh slithers open. I pull on the seat belt and it makes my huge tits even more prominent...I look at the man and take out a tube of scarlet lipstick and apply it to my pouting lips - thick and creamy.

"Where to?" the man asks. He is obviously excited by the sight of my tautly suspendered nylons and high-heels. I put the lipstick away.

"Why not your place?" I suggest.

We reach his place and pull into the drive. I get out, smoothing down my tight rubber dress. My stockings are shiny in the sun and my heels click-clack on the tarmac of the drive.

We go into his house.

"I see you like to wear rubber,” he says somewhat nervously. I open my macintosh and allow his greedy eyes to gorge on the vision of skin tight rubber encasing a voluptuous corseted slut, glossy and glamorous.

"Do ... you enjoy ... rubber?" I ask.

"Yes. "

"Tight rubber? So tight it hurts?" I ask, already knowing the answer, but playing the game. "Oh yes."

"Do you possess any rubberwear?" I ask.

"Yes, I do. It's upstairs. "

"Let's go then."

I walk to the stairs, feeling his eyes on my black shiny nylons; feeling his urge as he listens to my high-heels clicking on the wooden parquet flooring ... click-swish-clack-swish-click...I allow my rubber macintosh to fall slidingly to the floor. He gasps as my hour-glass wasp waist and huge latex covered tits are revealed in their full sexy glory. I turn and half close my long false eyelashes.

"Do you have any ... hoods, upstairs?" I say, breathing the word 'hoods' and licking my lips slowly.

"Y-y yes," he stammers. I open my eyes wide, like a shocked girl. "And do you have any... tubed gas masks..." I lick my lips once more, sighing and panting slightly.

"Oh yes!" He gasps. I'm sliding my gloved hands over my rubber encased buttocks. I walk over to him and take him in my arms thrusting against his now erect cock.

I whisper, "How would you like to wear one of those ... hoods ... for me?" I raise my arched eyebrow and pout girlishly, grinding at his crotch and stroking his hair.
"Would you like that? Encased in tight sexy rubber with an inflatable gag filling your mouth. Would that excite you? Hmmmm?" I hiss.

"Oh ...y-y-yes, YES!" he breaths, grabbing my ass and pulling me harder against his throbbing tool.

"Would it? Would you get hard if I put a rubber hood on your head and slowly, sssslowly pumped up the gag inside your mouth so that all your senses were rubbered? Your breath and your smell would be all rubbery. Would that make you...spurt?"

I could now feel the hardness of his cock through the thinness of his trousers and I squeezed and stroked it.

"Oh oh oh, please please please oh please, oh oh ohhhhh!!" His eyes are closed and he breathes heavily.
"Would you spurt for me? I'd adore watching your cock spurt thick cum into the air, I'd really adore watching that. Do you think you could spurt for me? Hmmm? Do you?"

I'm rubbing him harder now and my eagerly grasping fingers find the zip of his trousers and I pull it down slowly and take out his huge swollen cock. It feels hot in my gloved palm and using both hands I begin to masturbate him slowly up and down, up and down, whispering all the time, "You are so thick and hard! I bet when you spurt you scream, don't you, hmmm? Well, you won't be able to if you are wearing your hood, will you? Can you feel the softness of my latex gloves on your cock, squeezing and coaxing? Hmmm? Does it not feel divine? I do hope you are not thinking of spurting now. Not yet, Darling, hold it back. I want you fully rubbered, totally encased, before your cock spurts for me. Do you understand?" I ask, enjoying his confusion.

"Y-y-yes!" he finally stammers, gaining my admiration for his remarkable self-control.

"Yes-what!" I demand, still stroking and squeezing his delicious meat.

"Yes ... Mistress, " he says, eyes wide with anguished desire. I release him and turn around, my heels scraping the floor.

"Then ... follow me."

Upstairs he stands before me as I inspect his vast and varied collection of rubber. All of it feminine attire including some very high heels.

"What is this?" I demand, raising an imperious eyebrow. "I-I like to dress up as a woman, Mistress."

"Do you now? How interesting. Take off your clothes."

He did so and stood naked in front of me. I examine his body, walking slowly around until I was behind him. I caress his buttocks and allow my hands to travel to his cock. Taking it gently in my hand, I begin to wank him very very very slowly. Soon he is stiff and erect again, moaning slightly through gritted teeth. I grip his cock and rub all down its throbbing 9" length.

"Tell me," I whisper into his ear, my heavy tits pressing on to his muscled back.

"Tell me. How do you hide your cock when you're dressed up in rubber?" I cup his balls and cruelly squeeze whilst continuing to slide my other hand along his rigid penis. His cock feels like it may explode. .
"Lie down on your back," I say. He obeys.

"Open your thighs a little."

I slide my stockinged foot between his thighs and feel his tight balls against my varnished toes. I wriggle my toes and his balls slither against my nylons. I continue doing this and say, "You are almost ready, aren't you? Ready to cum. Your cock is at bursting point. Your balls are filled with hot creamy spunk. You want to spurt, you need to spurt. You feel your cock will explode if you don't spurt out your cum, don't you?"

"Yes! Yeah! Please, Mistress, I beg you, please! "He cries, almost insane with desire. But I haven't even started yet...

"Get up," I command. Quickly he does so and his cock is jutting stiffly into the air, pulsing, thick-veined, full. I am tempted to suck him off, to make him creamily explode - but no - I have more complex fun in mind.

I pick up the hood and examine it. It has a penis-shaped gag which will fit inside his mouth. Outside, connected to this, is a tube attached to a black inflator bulb. I look at him and hold the hood up so he can see it.

"Come here, so I can put you into your hood, " I say, stretching the hood between my hands.
"Let me encase your head in rubber," I smile wickedly. He walks towards me, unsteady on his legs; his cock poking out comically.

"Bow your head," I say and I begin to pull the tight hood over his head.

"Open your mouth, I want to slide the gag in. " I slowly push the gag into his trembling mouth…and continue to pull the form fitting hood down past his chin and neck. His head is now encased in rubber, and, fearfully, he watches me through the eyeholes. I step back, not wanting to inflate the gag just yet. I want to hear his muffled responses. I sit down on a chair and command him to kneel at my feet.

"You like my sheer shiny nylons, don't you? Hmmm? Listen to them slither and whisper when I cross my legs." I cross my legs, silky nylon brushing against silky nylon.

"Mm yeth-Mmithreth, " he says. I laugh; the gag causes him to lisp.

"Now-let's see you fully encased, shall we?" I say and search through his huge collection of rubberwear costumes.

"Ah yes. I think I would love to see you as a total Rubberslut. We'll keep the hood on because I see you have female moulded head masks. Perfection! Come here, my darling, let me transform you into my Rubberslut..."

He is trembling as he pulls on a rubber corset and I can hear his heavy breath hissing around the gag of his hood. He struggles to lace up the corset.

"Not tight enough," I say as he finishes, gagged panting clearly audible.

"Come here." He walks towards me and, adjusting and tightening the laces, I finally succeed in creating a restricted severe wasp waist that looks divine. I smile when I hear him gasp. His chest is heaving as he fights for breath. Playfully I toy with the inflator bulb and gently give it a little squeeze. Air is forced into his gag and his eyes widen.

"I…won't-pump ... it…up fully ... not just yet." I say, handing him a pair of long glossy black rubber stockings. He talcs them and his legs and rolls them on.

"I do not want to see any wrinkles in your latex stockings. Smooth them out, nice and glossy. That's it, " I crooned.

The brassiere is ridiculously pointed like twin cones. I fit it onto him, making minor adjustments, getting it just right, until he has the most perfect pair of rubbered tits. A tight body forming corselette goes over the ensemble with much squeaking, like violins, and he stands, trembling with passion; his huge bloated cock clearly outlined beneath the tight rubber of the corselette.

"Nice? Hmmm? Yes," I say, holding the dress in front of him. He wriggles and slides into it, stretching and pulling, smoothing out the wrinkles.

Apart from his arms, he is entirely encased in latex and I watch him; holding his eyes with mine. He is trying to control his excited shaking. I know he wants to stare at me and rub his cock through the layers of rubber. I pass him a pair of shoulder length gloves. When he has eased them on I say, "You may rub yourself. I wish to observe you masturbating. Go on ... do it. Now!"

He begins to rub himself at the crotch of his tight dress, groaning through the gag as I watch him. His eyes half-closed in passion; his need to spurt almost all-embracing. I face him, my heavily lashed eyelids half closed I lick at my scarlet lipstick. Our gigantic false breasts are touching, squashing against each other. He begins to rub faster and faster, gasping uncontrollably around the partially inflated gag.

"Now," I whisper and take the inflator bulb in my hands and... turning the valve, I release the air and the gag goes limp in his mouth.

"Stop!" I command and strut around him, my heels making wonderful tocking-scrapy noises on the floor.

"How dare you play with your cock, you slut! Why, you are not even fully dressed, are you. You latex whore!!!"

He is shocked and barely manages a pathetic, "No, Mithreth."
"Call me Mistress Vicki, you little bitch!"

"Meth, Mithreth Vicki, I mean-"

"SHUT UP!!"

I stride away and select a pair of mirror black high-heels.

"Put these on!" Quickly he wriggles his latex encased feet into the stilettos and stands, swaying, uncomfortable in the high spiky heels.

"-and I'll put this on you!" I pull a female head mask over his hood and carefully tuck it into the neckline of his dress.

"Much prettier," I say.

The inflator tube, like black licorice hangs from the red rubber lips of the mask; its features immobile, expressionless - sexy. The wig, bouffant blonde and wild, goes on and he is ready - a perfect Rubberslut lover! I lead him to the bed, holding his tiny hourglass waist, and slowly we climb onto the rubber sheets...
Then ... we are frantic! Stroking each other, rolling and pulling at our rubberized bodies; sliding over shiny contours of latex flesh. My Rubberslut is gasping now - ready to spurt the thick white cum into my rubbery latex-gloved hands. All of it, into my opened lipsticked eager and warmly inviting mouth - slick and wet - waiting to slide over that spurting jerking sex-muscle, rigid and pulsing inside my scarlet slashed whores' lips ... choking me with its length!!

Urgently now, I pull up the rubber dress and push aside the black shiny crotch of his corselette. I take my Rubbersluts cock in my hand and gently, gently begin to slowly masturbate him. My other hand is fondling the inflator bulb. I pump it up quickly -shhh-shhhh-shhhshhh- and his mouth fills with rubber. Beneath the expressionless rubber face mask, framed by soft blonde curls, I hear his excitement; muffled and urgent.

I pull my own dress up to reveal taut black stocking tops and slide out of my latex panties. His cock is huge now and lovingly I coat it with slippery lubricant, rubbing my gloved hand up and down its marvelous length, feeling it throb and pulse as he begins his first orgasm.

His tightly corseted rubber encased body begins to buck out-of-control as I watch a huge jet of cum spurt into the air splashing across my sheer nylons...suddenly my own cock begins to spurt, filling my latex panties. Just as suddenly I am grabbed from behind...a cloth soaked in ether clamps over my mouth and nose and, still shaking from my orgasm, I fall into a black velvet sleep...

...I awake and feel cold. My eyes are blindfolded and my mouth is stretched wide around a rubber ball gag. I cannot move my arms - they are held tight behind my back, my legs - from thigh to ankle are also held immobile and, slowly, I realize with a little thrill of anticipation, that it is my turn now...

Babette and |Marlynne TV Tart decide to have a long bondage and rubber fun weekend at the Best Motel near Seattle. It is something the pair of them planned to do for ages. They both longed for three days of uninterrupted TV bondage rubber fun.

Both our Trannys loved nothing more than being tightly bound and gagged in female rubber clothes, rubber mini skirts/rubber blouses/seamed rubber stockings and stappy high heels. They both also loved heavy makeup and over the top wigs. Babette phoned the Motel to book the room and was told that there was a big convention on that weekend but they could have the last room as they were both good customers of the motel.

When they got to the hotel they got the shock of their lives as it was “The USA Lesbian Leather Doms Bondage Convention”

They both checked into their room unnoticed and decided to stay in room for the whole weekend. Unknown to them the Motel Manager Mr Grass had told the head Dom that their was a couple of TVSLUTS staying in Room 101 and for 50 dollars she could have the pass key which she gladly accepted as she knew that her and the girls could have great fun with a couple of tranny sluts.

In room 101 our sluts where getting ready with Babette in a red rubber mini skirt and black top and Marlynne in a black rubber mini with red top, both sluts had on heavy makeup and blonde beehive wigs. Both of our sluts were from the Klaw school of fashion.

The key turned in the lock and four of the most stunning Lesbian Doms burst in dressed in black shiny leather and boy did they look like they meant business. Our two sluts were shock as they were grabbed from behind and leather hands clamped over their lipsticked mouth effectively gagging them MMMMPPPHH MMMMMPPPHHH.

Marthy the boss said lets get these two sluts bound and ballgagged and then decide what to do with them. Our two sluts were very hard under their tight rubber panties as they knew they where in for a very different weekend.

Mike was a salesman with the “Gags Are Us” bondage company and he travelled all over the USA selling his wares to sex shops in big cities. Mike liked to stay in Motels because he could indulge his fetish for being a slutty TV and his passion for bondage. When dressed Mike was no longer a man but “Marlynne TV TART” . Mike decided to stay in the BEST Motel outside Seattle as he had seen the slutty desk clerk Babette and when he found out she was a TV like him he was more than happy so he booked in for two nights.After he had booked in he got a call from his boss telling him to get some photos of models in bondage for there new Christmas catalogue. Mike hatched a plan to get Babette into some tight bondage. He phoned the front desk and asked if she would come up to his room after she had finished her shift and she agreed but would have to go home to change. Mike changed into Marlynne he put on a black shiny rubber leotard black seamed stockings red shoes and blond wig and went mad with the makeup nails and false eyelashes. Babette was a big fan of rubber and decided to wear her black rubber stockings and rubber panties and her rubber mini skirt with her shiny top and on her feet were red high heeled shoes. When Babette opened the bedroom she did not find Mike but “Marlynne TV Tart” dressed as a Dom red rubber leotard black fishnet tights black PCV thigh boots.

And her face had been done up like a drag queen and on her head was a 50s beehive wig and she also had on PVC opera gloves. Babette did not know what to say as a red rubber ball gag was stuffed in her lipsticked mouth MMMMPPPHHHH and her hands were bound behind her back Marlynne was going to have great fun with Babette and although Marlynne was tightly gaffed with a rubber G string Babette noticed the outline of her fat and hard Pussypole. Once Marlynne had Babette in a tight hog tie he inserted a large vibrating Butt Plug into her tight greased arsehole. Just at that moment the Oriental day maid from Bangkok burst into the room with a gun in her hand and told both Marlynne and Babette she was going to kidnap them both with the help of her boyfriend and sell them to a Madame who made TV Bondage films in Bangkok she quickly bound and gagged Marlynne and also butt plugged her .So now both our TV TARTs where MMPPGGHH on the floor as she waited for her boyfriend to help ship our two TV Tarts to Thailand

To be continued ?

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Marlynne TV Tart gets an invitation from her bondage pen pal Babette to visit her in Seattle for a bondage weekend. Back To Story Index

They agree to meet in a Best Motel in Central Seattle for a day of bondage fun as our two TV sluts love nothing more than being bound and gagged in their slutty outfits also they have an idea to start a bondage web site called “Babette and Marlynne bound to Please” and they need some photos for their new site. Marlynne TV Tart arrives first and changes into PVC Bra and Panties seamed stockings very shiny and pvc garter belt.She also puts on knee length leather boots that have a five inch heel. Her make is put on very heavily bright red listick, false eyelashes and bright blue mascara.

On her fingers she puts on bright red nails and on her head a beehive blonde wig. She check herself in the mirror and thinks what a Slut. just at this time there is a knock at the door and it is Babette, who is looking fabulous, she has on a black Pvc mini skirt, satin blouse and red high heels her legs are clad in a pair of the most shiny artistic seamed stockings. Babettes makeup is very nice and slutty and her wig is blonde and straight. They kiss and Marlynne shows Babette what he has in his bag...lots of white rope, gags, ball and cleave and a selection of electric dildos. Just as they are discussing who will be bound and gagged first two thieves burst into their room. The thieves are dressed in black and both have on the tightest leather pants so tight in fact that you can see the outline of their fat cocks. The first one says lets get these two sluts bound and gagged so we can rob them. They soon have our two sluts hogtied and gagged on the bed MMMMPPPHHH MMMMPPPHHH MMMMPPPPHHHH MMMMPPPPHH

The robbers soon realise from the bulges in both their panties that they are slutty transvestites who love to be bound and gagged. The robbers decide to retie Babette and Marlynne in a 69 rope tie they put Babettes stiff cock in Marlynnes mouth and Marlynnes stiff cock in Babettes lipsticked mouth effectively “cock gagging” them . The girls are now left till the maid finds them in the morning How many times will they each cum in each others mouth ?also I should mention that the robbers put vibrating dildos into each of their bum holes.

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Marlynne TV Tart gets an invitation from her bondage pen pal Helena to visit her in London for a bondage weekend. They agree to meet in a Travel Lodge in Central London for a day of bondage fan as our two TV sluts love nothing more than being bound and gagged in their slutty outfits also they have an idea to start a bondage web site called “Helena and Marlynne bound to Please” and they need some photos for their new site. Marlynne TV Tart arrives first and changes into PVC Bra and Panties seamed stockings very shiny and pvc garter belt. She also puts on knee length leather boots that have a five inch heel. Her make is put on very heavily bright red listick, false eyelashes and bright blue mascara.

On her fingers she puts on bright red nails and on her head a beehive blonde wig. She check herself in the mirror and thinks what a Slut. Just at this time there is a knock at the door and it is Helena who is looking fabulous she has on a black Pvc mini skirt, satin blouse and red high heels her legs are clad in a pair of the most shiny Artistic seamed stockings. Helena makeup is very nice and slutty and her wig is blonde and straight. They kiss and Marlynne shows Helena what he has in his bag,lots of white rope

gags ball and cleave and a selection of electric dildos. Just as they are discussing who will be bound and gagged first two thieves burst into their room. The thieves are dressed in black and both have on the tightest leather pants so tight in fact that you can see the outline of their fat cocks. The first one says lets get these two sluts bound and gagged so we can rob them. They soon have our two sluts hogtied and gagged on the bed MMMMPPPHHH MMMMPPPHHH MMMMPPPPHHHH MMMMPPPPHH

The robbers soon realise from the bulges in both their panties that they are slutty transvestites who love to be bound and gagged. The robbers decide to retie Helena and Marlynne in a 69 rope tie they put Helena’s stiff cock in Marlynnes mouth and Marlynnes stiff cock in Helena’s lipsticked mouth effectively “cock gagging” them . The girls are now left till the maid finds them in the morning How many times will they each cum in each others mouth ?also I should mention that the robbers put vibrating dildos into each of their bum holes.

> > TV TIMES with Babette and Marlynne TV Tart:

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> >
> > Babette and Marlynne are feeling the effects of the downturn so they
> > need a a way to increase their income. They hit on the idea of going
> > out on the road as
> > TV BONDAGE ESCAPE ARTISTS where they would visit little towns and
> > stay in sleazy motels all around the mid west. For the act Babette
> > would wear a tight shiny black latex leotard fishnet seamed
> > stockings, PVC knee boots and opera gloves blonde wig and lots of
> > heavy makeup. Marlynne would be dressed the same except her leotard
> > was bright red and she had a black beehive wig. They had posters
> > printed and stated that they would appear in small town halls. The
> > shows were a sell out. Babette would invite members of the audience
> > to come onto the stage to bind and gag them in various positions and
> > see if they could escape. No matter how tightly they where both
> > bound and gagged they always managed to escape. One day in a small
> > town they came across a poster for a similar act to theirs called
> > "The Ling Sisters" who were a couple of stunning middle aged
> > Oriental women dressed in tiger print satin blouses and very tight
> > shiny leather pencil skirts, seamed stockings and high pvc platform
> > shoes. As luck would have it they were staying in the same "Best
> > Motel" as Babette and Marlynne. When they got back to the Motel they
> > found that a note had been slipped under the door inviting them for
> > drinks in the Ling Sisters room. Babette and Marlynne got dressed in
> > there best rubber mini skirts and tops and both where heavily made
> > up.The Ling Sisters where dressed as in their pictures but where
> > more stunning in real life. After a few beers Babette boasted that
> > the Ling Sisters could bind and gag Babette and Marlynne and they
> > could escape. Babette and Marlynne where put into the tightest
> > hogtie ever and both gagged with the biggest ball gags tightly
> > strapped in their lipsticked mouths.
> >
> >
> > What would happen next: to be contined
> >
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