Kendra James

The thug laughed and grabbed his phone: "Boss, you remember this little snoop? She was following us about a week, putting her curious nose where it didn´t belong. I have very good news: She won´t give us any trouble the next days ..." Me, squirming on the floor: "Gnnnnng, hrmmmmmmmph, hmmmmmmmnnnnnggg ..."

He again: "The moaning and mumbling? Yes, that´s her. She went right into my trap and now she is turned into a well-trussed bundle, a helpless package. A nice tapegag prevents her from screaming - and fits her very well."

Me: "Grnnnnnnffffff ..."