Lil Missy UK in Reporter in over her head

I am an undercover newspaper reporter trying to get the scoop on a seemingly good company that is secretly dealing in slavery for other countries.  i have managed to get a job interview and the clip starts with me arriving just outside the door. before i go in i must remember to turn on my recorder on your phone, hopefully i can ask the right questions to get the answers you need. i am wearing a white shirt and a black micro skirt with the lace white panties underneath. i  figured this outfit would be distracting and you would likely say things unknowingly.  i walk in and tell you that i am here to be interviewed. i walk over to a chair and move it over, making sure you see me walking. i introduce myself, closing my legs slowly making sure you get a pantie peek. i express how much i would love to work for this company and will do whatever it takes to get this job and move up. you seem to think i would be a great asset to the company and ask if i would come by your house tonight to go over the necessary paperwork.  i am a little concerned about this but i really need this scoop so i reluctantly agree. you ask if i would wear the same outfit when i come over. i of course agree, delighted that my plan seems to have worked. i get up and leave the room. i am now outside the door, i need to get the story and my career will be made big time. i am outside your home door, wearing the same outfit and i turn on my recorder again. all i need to do is remain calm and get this done.  i knock on the door and you quickly let me in. i walk in and you tell me to head up the stairs. all the paperwork is up there. i head up with you following close behind. i know you are getting a great view of my panties as i head up the stairs. i head over to a seat and pick up the papers to quickly scan over them. you politely ask if i would like a drink and go to get me one. you come back with a glass of water and i take a few sips and i continue to read. after a few seconds i put the papers and glass down and ask you about the shady rumour i have heard about the company. are they all true?  you assure me that they aren't true but suddenly i feel very drowsy. i can't stay awake and i slump in my seat. you take this chance to get a closer look at me as i sleep. slowly, i wake up and find myself hogties on the floor. i am still wearing all my clothes but i am very confused.  you say you know who i am and i will be your next victim.  please i’m not who you think i am, but it's no good you leave me to struggle on the floor. i roll around, struggling, moaning trying to get loose. as i move around my tiny skirt slips up and fully reveals my white panties. i open and wiggle as much as i can trying to get free.  finally i manage to get loose and go to check my phone. yes it’s still recording, but i need more info. you come back into the room.  yes i got free and i’m going to leave!   my hands go up. you tell you to strip down to my panties. seeing no other option i do as i am told. i then get told to grab a chair and place it in the corner. as i am walking you make sure to admire my ass as i walk. i sit on the chair, now what?  i am next shown tied to the chair, my hands are tied behind and my legs are tied apart at the ankles to the legs of the chair. i struggle, asking you why you are doing this? you says you are so beautiful and will look very nice as a slave for my client. so the rumours about this company must be true. he will pay for this! i am now shown cleave gagged with a white cloth. i must get loose again and get out of here. i have enough evidence now to write my story. i struggled and tried to call for help but even the little gag makes it ineffective. after a while of trying i manage to loosen the rope and get free. again i check my phone, yes it’s still recording. now i quickly call the cops, he needs to go to jail for this. i call and tell them the situation and they need to get there right away. i hang up and go to leave but there you are again.  please just let me go, i won't tell anyone what you've done.  but you have other ideas. i am now shown tied standing up against a door, my hands tied above me and my legs tied together at the ankles. my cleave gag has been replaced with a strip of tape. i struggle, trying to talk my way out of this but the gag just mumbles it. after watching my struggle for a while you leave. i continue to struggle, twisting and turning, rubbing my legs together trying to loosen the ankle ropes. i must get out of this mess. i have come so far i can't give up now. lucky after i manage to yank my hands free and untie myself. i rip the tape off my mouth and it hurts to grab my phone. i don't even worry about my clothes, i just want to get out. i turn and find you standing behind me. i look out the door, it's no use, the jig is up. the cops are already there and you’re finished. i have all the evidence i need to put you away for a long time. i walk up to you and say ‘not all beautiful women are helpless’ as you kick you to the ground. enjoy prison, you creep and walk out smiling.