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Two very beautiful young ladies call in on arch-miscreant, Professor Malcolm Capes. Prof Capes, on the surface is a well-respected university figure, but behind the scenes he is pumping noxious gases into the Bunsen burners used for his physics lessons and when his students have conked out is psychologically (he’s good at this, apparently) programming them to commit crimes on his behalf. Oh yeah, and he takes every opportunity to stare up the girls’ skirts while they are out. Clearly, the clown has to be stopped. But there is no hard proof as yet. That’s where lovely (and she really is) brunette stroke amateur sleuth Melody Mack steps in!

Though stunning to gaze upon, in her pink sweater, short skirt, revealing incredible legs, accentuated by thick woollen over knee socks and flats, Melody is more than just a pretty face. Behind those gorgeous big blue eyes ticks away a set of swiftly accessible mental apparatus. She’s so bright; she has brought in a sexy private eye who is a friend of the family, Ms Garcia, to look out for her. No telling what the old pervert might do if she is alone! Thrilled at Melody’s aptitude for solving the odd mystery, Cali is delighted to come along and see where this one goes.

Good thing she came with her. This Prof dude is one fucked up duck. He really is all over the place. One minute bleating on about knowing nothing about nothing, then regaling a mystified Cali with the fact that he irons his suits (don’t worry, this will become significant soon enough) in a trouser press. While he attempts to deflect, Melody excuses herself. They both know he is lying and Melody has it on good authority from her uni chum, Babs Benedict, that he keeps a ledger upstairs containing the composition for his scary Bunsen gas!

Capes is concerned with her sudden departure and informs Cali that he will just be checking on his currently still pressing suit! He thinks it may begin to burn if left unattended. Yes, the ladies caught him by surprise, Really. Of course, he is after Melody, and finding the little corker nosing through some cupboards upstairs, he roughly seizes her. The sexy babe grinds about against him, trying to call out for Cali. But that hand is plastered across her face a might too tightly. She can barely make a sound.

With Melody tightly gagged, bound and left struggling in the kitchen, Capes wagers it shan’t be long before the other meddler takes the bait and comes looking for her. Predictably, Cali soon turns up, looking divine in her suit pants and matching dark sweater and gleaming black stilettos. She is immediately set upon while attempting to untie a heavily mmmmpppphhhhing Melody, and soon enough both young ladies are squirming haplessly on the linoleum floor. Cali is gagged with a two-turned old tie from that press we were banging on about earlier and while Melody continues to wrestle with a thick black cleave gag. Both girls struggle amazingly, winding up wriggling all over the floor.

Bundling both kicking and twisting beauties (oh Melody, we see your amazing arse pumping as he carries you off, working perfectly beneath your short skirt. Honestly, she looks soooo good in that sweater, waspy belt and heels. She is then dumped into a swivel chair while a gag talking Cali is retrieved, most reluctantly for her part judging by the commotion, and also located in a chair. Tightly and widely wrapped in with more white rope, the captured babes grunt and strain at their gags, fixing the guy who has them with many a bad look. Mmmmmm. Hot. Love a glaring, humiliated chick or two.

Later, and the ladies are still struggling urgently in their seats, repeatedly wheeling around, trying to get at one another’s knots. It’s no use. He has them tied way too tightly to do much of anything. And now he is back to grill them. The girls won’t talk so are both tightly gagged again with thick white rags. That should keep them from calling out for help. It is only a small apartment and the walls are not thick. But those gags work and the babes, although as vocal as they can be, are dimmed right the fuck down.

We get to ogle them closely as they bend about, all lashed up in their chairs, thick cleave gags biting into the corners of their mouths, bright , beautiful eyes flashing around the room in amongst hopefully communicative gestures toward one another. Could it be they are figuring a way out? Hard to tell, but they sound AMAZING! A bit like this entire clip, which is a true cleave gag fans’ wet dream. Trust us on this. Total hotness from two extremely pretty young ladies who completely rock his type of exciting scenario!