Petite socialite Roxie pulls the tight leather cords that cut deep into the soft flesh around her arms & elbows although the leather wires hold her tight. Where am I cries out. Poor Roxie cries to her gag as she hears the noise of my nose heels echoing off the cement floor and moans. She looks up against the old soiled mattress which she has been laying and sees me. Her eyes widen in fear as I approach with my stiletto within the knee boots. Roxie begs and pleas into her gag for her to please loosen the leather cords and allow her to stretch her out poor cramped muscles and to find some cirulation into her palms and toes. But rather than loosening the strings I sit on a seat beside the cot and start to explain my intentions to my spoiled wealthy guy. Im too old to keep on working and I wish to retire. You, my heiress, can help me achieve this goal immediately. I tell helpless fearful Roxie which we are likely to generate a phone call to her very rich daddy and demand that he move cash into my off shore accounts in exchange for his spoiled prig daughter´s safe return. I reach over to Roxie and untie her cleave gag. I dial her dad &intense;s amount. Roxie cries when she hears her father & acute; s voice over the telephone and begs. I make my financial demands then hang up the phone. I look down in my pretty small captive sobbing and yelling on the soiled mattress. Enough!!! I grab an old rag and things it to Roxie&severe;s mouth and wrap duct tape around and around her mind sealing her mouth shut. I pick up the mobile once more and snap a couple photos to send to Roxie´s dad as incentive. Today it’s time to wait for dad to come along with the cash. I leisurely sit in the seat and put my leather stiletto boots up in Roxie´s face. Roxie´s sobbing and begging throughout the gag is persistent and I hit down to grope her sweet little helpless body. I catch another leather cord another leather string and tiesit between Roxie&severe;s jump ankles. I pull the cord up to her bound elbows and Roxie is hogtied. I looks down at my rich captive and leave her alone telling her that when the cash is confirmed in my off shore reports and I am safely across the boundary, I will call the cops to inform them where they could locate her. Roxie appears in horror, that could be times? She pulls at her bindings again in a desperate effort to get free. But no they hold her fast, she isn&extreme;t likely to free herself she will have to wait till the cops find her.
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