I hate ill-mannered ladies. I mean, all I did was give my waitress, Izzebella Robbins, a compliment, and all I got in return was a lot of attitude. On top of that, she expected a good tip? Well, here's a good tip for her: before mouthing off to strange men, or else you may find yourself bound and gagged! Of course, that tip has come a little late for poor Izzebella, as I snatched her after work and now she finds herself tied tightly to a chair, cleave gagged and locked onto a rotating platform so I can savor (and sample) her from every angle. First thing to do is improve that gag a bit! I cram an old cloth into and behind the cleave, slap some microfoam tape over the whole thing and then wrap that pretty little mouth tightly in vet wrap. She damn well won't be working THAT loose! Now I can just let her struggle impotently until she realizes there is no escape.
And why not drive home how helpless she is by soaking the white t-shirt with a handy bottle filled with ice cold water? Now she feels even more humiliated and helpless, her big tits clearly visible through the wet fabric, her nipples erect from the cold! As lovely a sight as that is, I don't waste much time before returning with my scissors and cutting two well-placed holes in her shirt!