While The Clock Ticked(M/F)
Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2021 5:27 pm
The evil villain,Scorpio cackled his maniacal laugh of satisfaction. The two detectives who’d been pursuing him were captured. The first, Cara, was 42, 5’7 and trim with shoulder length curly blonde hair. She wore a sky blue blouse, knee high white skirt and beige pantyhose. The other detective, Grace, was 39, 5’6 and trim, with short, slightly curled black hair. She was attired in a white blouse, knee high black skirt and beige pantyhose.
Both of them were bound to chairs with white nylon rope, facing each other. Their hands were tied behind the chairs’ backs, their ankles were secured to the chair’s legs, and their upper bodies were bound to the chair’s backs. Cara’s white stilettos lay beside her chair, and Grace’s black pumps beside her chair.
Scorpio gazed at his captives from behind a partially opened passageway door. He informed them that he’d return within the hour to perform his intentions. The detectives’ indignant responses were muffled. Both women had small white handkerchiefs stuffed in their mouths, while rolled cylindrical black bandannas were wedged between their lips and securely fastened.
Scorpio closed the door and left them to ponder their fate. Cara and Grace struggled vainly against their ropes, and their panicked expressions alternated between each other and a large grandfather clock which ticked the minutes ominously.
“Mmmmmphhh!!”
Both of them were bound to chairs with white nylon rope, facing each other. Their hands were tied behind the chairs’ backs, their ankles were secured to the chair’s legs, and their upper bodies were bound to the chair’s backs. Cara’s white stilettos lay beside her chair, and Grace’s black pumps beside her chair.
Scorpio gazed at his captives from behind a partially opened passageway door. He informed them that he’d return within the hour to perform his intentions. The detectives’ indignant responses were muffled. Both women had small white handkerchiefs stuffed in their mouths, while rolled cylindrical black bandannas were wedged between their lips and securely fastened.
Scorpio closed the door and left them to ponder their fate. Cara and Grace struggled vainly against their ropes, and their panicked expressions alternated between each other and a large grandfather clock which ticked the minutes ominously.
“Mmmmmphhh!!”
