722 Sandra Silvers - Part 2
9:50 video
December 8, 2009
Sandra decides to let gravity help her out and with her chin nudges the toolbox to the edge of the bench and..
CRASH!
The
toolbox hits the floor with thunderous alarm. Sandra freezes, eyes
locked on the door. Nothing. Making haste, she struggles to get back
down onto her foam mat and scrabbles to the toolbox to see what
treasures were inside that might assist in her escape. Success! under
the hammers and wrenches and other various steel devices, is a lone
utility knife. As she fumbles to grasp it in her fettered fingertips
she hears footsteps! Then the door! She tries faster and faster ,
but he is on her too quickly.
With her screaming in protest, to no avail because of her tight gag,
he drags her back to the pitiful, inch-thick mattress. Menacing
Sandra with the same knife she thought would spell her salvation, he
used the blade to rend the front of her sweater to tatters, exposing
her breasts to the cold air, his sunglassed eyes and his probing hands
and fingertips.
But he has a job to do, no more time to waste playing with the goods. He
rolls he onto her front. To make sure she doesn't hop around and be
more of a thorn in his side, he used even more of the dastardly duct
tape to pull Sandra's ankles up to meet her wrists and tapes them
together. She will be a problem for him no more. She furiously fights
and strains against the tape bonds, but to no avail. No, with Sandra so
harshly hogtied and completely gagged, she can but sob into her thin
sponge mattress, contemplating what may befall her next.