he wasn't aware of the insult until it was too late for an apology, but Zoe Sparx had seriously ticked off a celebrity. Not anyone whose name was known to the mass of humanity, but a person who considered herself quite important and had the money necessary to hire those with the ruthless expertise required for teaching Zoe a restrictive lesson. Clad in a little black dress in preparation for partying, the long-legged blonde instead was stunned by masked intruders who bound her hands behind her, then gagged her with a thick black cloth and coiled rope around her chest as she knelt on the floor. After her legs were pinned together, Zoe struggled on the carpet as the lead thug pulled off her heels, an unfortunate development that left her soft bare soles vulnerable to tickling. It was also made clear to the bewildered girl that the retribution for her impertinence had just begun.

What was Miss Sparx wearing under that short black dress? Stylish black bra and panties, which was made clear after Zoe was roped to a wooden chair, where she sat powerless to prevent the hooded figure from stuffing a piece of white cloth between her lips and tightening a black cloth over her mouth. Zoe twisted nervously in her unimaginable predicament, which became more embarrassing after the bra was folded down to bare her breasts. "What's he doing with the phone?" wondered Zoe. "Just getting a few nice pictures for my client." he explained. "I imagine she'll make sure that you have maximum exposure, honey."

Her home office had become a dungeon of desperation for Zoe, where she knelt bound on a low platform, her black lingerie exchanged for white. She was allowed, however, to retain her black panties; unfortunately for Zoe, they were located in her mouth and sealed in place with duct-tape applied by the vicious man. The desperate girl twisted cautiously on her knees before her bra once again proved unable to hide her breasts for long. Lowered onto her stomach with those tempting bare feet hitched close to her hands, Zoe raised her bowed body in a hogtie, then squealed as her foot-bottoms were tantalized again by the tireless villain.

For the final act in Zoe's lamentable drama, she lost the lingerie and sat frog-tied and naked on a narrow mattress. Unable to prevent herself from the drooling caused by her ball-gag, she felt a searing sense of humiliation in the presence of the three witnesses to her awkward maneuvers. After additional rope folded her legs in a lotus-tie, Zoe was warned to meditate on her impolite behavior before she was finally relieved of her visitors' malign presence. Unpleasant as her situation was, Zoe at least was grateful that she'd seen the last of them. [隐藏文字，购买后可见]