DiP_1033 - The Handsey Bandit™ Handles Summer Fox

[johnboy12]

Summer Fox was standing in the middle of the room, looking vibrant in a tight pink mini dress, perhaps waiting for a friend or simply lost in thought. She never heard the approach. The Handsey Bandit™, hooded and silent, moved with the stealth of a shadow. He didn't offer a warning; he offered oblivion. Lunging from behind, he wrapped a powerful arm around her and clamped a white cloth drenched in chloroform brutally over her nose and mouth. Summer's hands flew up to claw at the rag, her body thrashing against his chest, but the chemical sweetness filled her lungs instantly. Her knees buckled, and she slumped back into his arms, a dead weight.

With his prize unconscious on the wooden floor, the Bandit lived up to his notorious name. He wasted no time in stripping the pink dress from Summer’s limp body, peeling it away to leave her exposed and vulnerable, topless and wearing only a pair of striking electric blue lace panties. With her flesh bared, he took his time, his hands roaming freely over her breasts and torso, claiming ownership of the woman who could no longer say no.

Satisfied with his inspection, he turned to the restraints. He produced a coil of stark white rope. Rolling Summer onto her stomach, he wrenched her arms behind her back, binding her wrists tightly with expert knots. He moved to her ankles, lashing them together securely. But simple restraint wasn't enough; he pulled her bound ankles up toward her wrists, straining her back and locking her into a severe, inescapable hogtie. To ensure her silence, a white cloth gag was forced between her lips and tied securely behind her head. The Handsey Bandit™ stood back to admire his handiwork: Summer Fox, stripped, fondled, and trussed up like a turkey, left on the floor as a silent, naked trophy of his visit.









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