感觉就像过了很久一样,他们回来发现阿尔巴和他们离开时一样——似乎无助。但这一次,一个惊喜在等着他们。他们低估了她,一切都不是表面上看起来的那样……Alba lounged at home, draped in an oversized blouse and stockings, her fingers idly skimming through the pages of a book. The quiet of the room was abruptly broken by a knock at the door, shattering the calm. Surprised, she glanced up, curiosity flickering in her eyes.
Before she could react, the door swung open, revealing Camelia and Rey—two alluring figures with mischievous intent gleaming in their gaze. They wasted no time. Without warning, they pushed Alba onto the bed, a firm hand clamped over her mouth, silencing her gasp. "Where’s Tony?" Camelia’s voice was low and commanding.
Alba’s pulse quickened as they moved swiftly, grabbing ropes with purpose. She struggled, but it was futile. In moments, her wrists and ankles were bound, her body helpless as they demanded answers about her boyfriend. Alba, however, stayed silent, her lips sealed.
Frustrated, they stuffed a sponge into her mouth, securing it with a stocking as a tight cleave gag. Rey’s fingers trailed along Alba’s cheek as she murmured, "We’ll get what we want." With that, the two left her bound and gagged, searching the house for any trace of Tony.
Alba writhed in her bonds, her breath coming in soft gasps through the gag, the sensation of the ropes tight against her skin heightening her vulnerability. The sound of the girls moving through the house echoed faintly, leaving her alone in her discomfort.
Camelia and Rey, however, ignored her. They left her in that vulnerable state, searching for information about Tony, the ropes digging into her skin with every slight movement.
After what felt like an eternity, they returned to find Alba as they had left her—seemingly helpless. But this time, a surprise awaited them. They had underestimated her, and nothing was as it seemed...