Scarves, tape, another pair of panties and even her worn pantyhose: Alicia was certainly going the extra mile to silence and humiliate poor Susan. The catburglar nodded with satisfaction when the burgled secretary only made muffled, barely audible squeaks as she was lowered to the floor and put into a rather strict hogtie.
Susan was already used to strict bondage from her boss and dominatrix, Daniella White, but this was on a whole different level! And that was exactly the point. Alicia was not just out to satisfy her own urges to kidnap and put whatever cutie she had her eyes on in bondage, she was sending message to Daniella too. "Anything you can do, I can do better. Anything you possess, I can steal from you when I so desire." Alicia chuckled to herself, immense satisfaction coursing through her being.
But she wasn't selfish, no, not at all. A massaging wand tied tightly against Susan's nethers would keep the doe pleasured until her domme came to rescue her the next morning. She could only hear the feline thief's sultry laughter fade away as the first orgasm of that night hit her.
