Domme Double Teamed 1080p – The Queens

(Custom: no name) “I believe I’ve struck the jackpot. Two smoking hot girls approached me at a bar. After flirting with me, dancing to my music and drinking lots of alcohol, they offered to drive me home so that we could continue the party. I think that I’m going to win tonight. Your house is in the middle, with no houses anywhere. I was still buzzed, so I didn’t even notice. When we go inside, you ask me if am I ready to have a good time. Yeah, I’m all set. You suggest that I remove my clothes and get more comfortable. Both of you just stare as I unbutton and remove my shirt. You say that you won’t strip because you don’t want to. See, I am tonight’s entertainment. You brought my here under false pretenses. You search for lonely loners to bring into your isolated home and play with them for your own amusement. You tell me to leave before I can grab my shirt. The house is locked, both of you are armed and there are no nearby neighbors. Then I don’t need to yell out for help. You must have jammed your phone. If I want to be free, you say that my only option is to obey what you both tell me. So strip! Although I know I am in trouble, I comply reluctantly with your request. I do not strip off my tighty-whitie underwear. Make some derogatory remarks before ordering me completely to strip. After I’m stripped, you can bring out all the party favors. One of you is holding a coil rope, and the other has several pairs pantyhose and a lingerie bra. Yes, you’re going crossdress me. As you throw me some underwear and ask me to put them on, I am a little scared. I get a big erection when I put the women’s underwear on. You can see that I am really enjoying being made to put on women’s underwear. You have me wear more panties to supposedly hold my erection. The final pair comes with a matching underwear. The bra was difficult to get on. I failed several times in trying to secure it behind my body. After that, you stuff it to give me cleavage. Then you stop and admire your work. You pull out a camera and take some blackmail fantasy photos. Make me twirl for you and pose. You tell me next to sit on a chair. Tell me to put both hands behind my head and then tie me tightly to it. I’m now panicked as the window for escape has closed. I complain, beg for it to be loosen, and call for assistance. No one is listening to me. It’s time to gage, because you don’t want to listen to my pleas. Both of you pull out your underwear, roll them up, and put them in my mouth. Bandanas or scarves can be used to secure the pants so I won’t spit it out. I try in vain to yell at you and curse you out, while struggling against the bondage. You can’t imagine why I don’t appreciate you more. I mean, I was able to see your pants which is more that most of your other grades. Please take a moment to appreciate your work. Also, please taunt my situation. Two girls have gagged, gagged, and tied me up for being caught in crossdress. Take more fantasies of blackmail. Now you own me. You have to be sure that I fully understand the situation and I am now yours. You want to test my ability to follow directions by asking me to do something humiliating like wetting my pantyhose. This is not something I can do. I protest and struggle, but it’s the only option I have. I do this to please you. Your order is to empty out my bladder which has been filled up with all those beverages. It’s because you made me wear many panties to absorb the liquid. You encourage me until they’re completely soaked. You are satisfied, and after you’ve filmed me to further blackmail-fantasy, you inform that you lied. Your panty boy slave will I be from now on. “You slip a vibrationator down my panties for me to keep company. I’m left to sit tied and gagged, in my wet undies and contemplate my predicament.”