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Shaming Shami - 2
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The hot little brown-skinned secretary is kneeling, the back of a wooden chair pushed up against her back. She's stark naked.
Her legs are spread on either side of the chair, and her ankles pulled up and lashed to the seat so that her weight is resting on her knees. Her bare feet, lewdly pink against the darker beige of her legs, squirm helplessly in midair. Picture wire lashes her neck to the top of the chair, preventing her escape, and the ropes tying her wrists behind her head arch her forward, offering her big melons to the watching men. As she squirms against the ropes, the stiff, dark-brown tips sway heavily.
The big black girl works the last of her panties into the bound girl's mouth on top of the others already filling it. The tied girl's lips stretch open in a wide "O" between her puffed out cheeks.
The guy holding her hair up quickly lets go and reaches around for her tits, hefting one in each hand as she makes little squeaking noises through the gag.
"OK, OK!" the boss says. "Get her tied."
Reluctantly, the other guy releases the girl's boobs. Taking some heavy cord from his pocket, he wraps it around and around the bound girl's mouth, drawing it tighter and tighter until it furrows into her cheeks, forcing the mass of smelly panties back toward the helpless girl's throat. He ties the cord and she hangs there, choking and groaning, big breasts rising and falling with her jerky breaths.
The boss pinches one of her big, dark nipples and lifts, making the tied girl grunt and strain against the ropes. Two guys push a lithe redhead forward, her long, bare legs squirming as she tries to keep their hands off her crotch, naked under the hiked-up skirt. In her hands is a length of hard plastic tubing.
"I said I wouldn't whip you," he says. "but your buddies will ..."