Laurel Haines, FBI: Reversal of Fortune
LOCATION Deep South
Description
FBI special agent Laurel Haines journeys to south central Tennessee, home turf of U.S. Representative Dominica Bonds Roper, to pursue a promising new lead in her ongoing investigation of the right-wing congresswoman. A disaffected former staff member claims to have proof that Bonds Roper recruited a "strike force" of Proud Boys to participate in the January 6 assault on the U.S. Capitol. Laurel, eager for a "smoking gun" to make her case against Bonds Roper, disregards Bureau protocol by agreeing to meet the informant at an isolated farmhouse with no backup. She arrives at the appointed hour only to find her informant dead from a shotgun blast to the head inside the farmhouse. Before Laurel can summon help, she is overpowered and disarmed by a trio of hooded assailants.
Laurel is immediately stripped naked, which entails much gratuitous ass-grabbing and mauling of her ripe breasts. The hapless blonde FBI agent is then bound and foot and muzzled with a silicon ballgag. Left tied to a chair in an upstairs bedroom, Laurel stains against the taut expertly cinched ropes until exhausting herself in fierce but fruitless struggle. At that juncture a gloating Representative Bonds Roper strides into the room on three-inch heels accompanied by one of Laurel's attackers, a hulking young man in a Vanderbilt football jersey.
"What a delicious sight this is," purrs the MAGA congresswoman. "The self-righteous FBI snoop who's been hounding me these many months, tied up naked with a ballgag stuffed in her pretty mouth. I'm sure your colleagues at the Bureau will find this most entertaining." Producing an iPhone, she frames Laurel in the screen. "Smile for the camera." Laurel writhes in her bonds, mewling through the gag as her captor records a video of her humiliating predicament for posterity.
"Eventually of course you'll be put to death, Agent Haines," continues Representative Bonds Roper in a pleasant tone, "which is the only suitable punishment for a Deep State operative attempting to thwart President Trump's triumphant return to the White House. But first I'm going to turn you over my son Logan here. He's been deeply into bondage porn since he was fifteen, which dismayed me at first but I've since come to accept that it's part of who he is. A mother's love for her son covers a multitude of sins after all. In fact I'm pleased to see he put his skills as a bondage rigger to good use tying your ass up all nice and tight. To reward Logan for his devotion I'm going to let him use you as his blonde fuck toy. She's all yours, Son. Enjoy."
With that Dominica Bonds Roper struts from the room, leaving the delectably helpless Laurel Haines to the (non-existent) mercy of her depraved offspring. Logan unties Laurel from the chair before heaving her, still bound hand and foot, on the double bed's bare, unspeakably stained mattress. He proceeds to unbutton his jeans, peeling down his boxers to reveal a raging hard-on of cartoon proportions. Laurel is about to learn to her sorrow the price for violating protocol.
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