Eliza & Scarlett in: Urgently Struggling Sleuths Hidden in Nathan’s Secret Rooms at Beelzebub Ranch! (The Custom Cut) (WMV)

Unable to utter a word - exceptionally tight gags yank their mouths into complete uselessness - the ladies grunt with exertion and strain on the end of their ropes, surveying their captivity room and doing a whole lot of struggling. twisting and turning, in their hot tight jeans and boots, protest-mumbling babes are helpless as they’re told they’ll soon be taken up to the main house... what does this fiend plan on doing with them? includes: extra action which didn’t make the original release! this then is the complete thing, until now seen only by the original requester. enjoy! original release beautiful detectives scarlett and eliza have strayed into a place of unfathomable (it really is that bad) evil. out in the sussex countryside lays a house. a house in which freaky rites are held and the cops don’t seem to investigate all that much. at least, that was how things were up until the nineties, when an elite law enforcement group destroyed a satanist group out there. ever since, the place has been owned by a strange old man prone to studying the odd black magic ritual, nothing heavy. unfortunately, he has a rather weird lodger, and this guy is a serious fellow. we are about to unleash him on two unsuspecting bimbos too, and won’t that be jolly swell fun? sneaking into the grounds of the old country house, busty eliza is joined by the gorgeous miss scarlett. in tight blue jeans, boots and chambray work shirts (checked) the beautiful sleuths are looking for dirt on the lodger. rumour has it in the substandard saloon down at a quaint seaside town, that the young man is ambitious enough to begin his own devil cult. well, if he has already gotten stuck into that, the ladies want to know about it, and crush it. old man silus is out hunting grouse on the moors (a – is this legal? b: who gives two hoots?) and thus will be no burden to their inquiries. however, worryingly, nathan himself has yet to be tracked! the babes wander into a disused outbuilding, prying open a big steel door with a rust-encrusted crowbar found in the nearby orchard. once inside, they do not dally. as they search, for clues, eliza wonders whether or not a shadow is detaching itself from a far-flung corner of the gloomy chamber. they conclude that it must be nothing, the silly little trollops, and that is when that shadow comes forth, wielding something very persuasive indeed. the girls are made to surrender and are quickly bound and gagged, oh and hooded with dank pillow cases. young nathan here is clearly taking no chances with them. as the girls mmmmppphhhh and strain at their ropes, wrists bound painfully tightly to an overhead beam, they are soon un-hooded to reveal thick, tight cloth cleave gags trussing their sweet mouths. hooded again, the girls are left to writhe and twist about in the dark, they are promised a trip up to the old house soon! once there, they are left trussed up in one of nathan’s secret rooms. he found these one day while the old coot was at market, by removing a painting and flipping a concealed switch. beyond are some eerie spaces once used by the cult he so admires. it is here now that scarlett and eliza struggle hotly, their mouths bound with tight yellow cloth, their amazing bodies held fast with more brown ropings. the girls gag talk exquisitely, unable to get a word of it, and eventually topple to the floor and writhe around, completely incapacitated. nathan knows well how to tie sailor’s knots it seems. having been touched up by the evil bastard (they did not like that, fuck you very much) they are now rather keen to escape (like they weren’t before…). bucking and flopping around in his secret room, they yearn to be free of their brutal restraints. just then, the madman returns, and, removing eliza’s gag, wants to know who the hell (appropriate) she is. eliza, the stubborn tough gal, will give up nothing, so is tightly gagged again and the girls locked back inside to continue their struggles. later, and after more unanswered questions, nathan decides to keep his captive back here until after old man whatever-we-said-his-name-was is in his cups (pissed up) at nightfall, when he will sprit them away to a disused cellar and ‘practice’ with them. mwuhahahahahahah. but in the meantime, we are treated to the lovely maidens struggling hard, now cleave gagged with thick red (and dirty, he got them from the attic) bandanas. the ladies mmmmmpppphhh and chew at their tight muzzles, rolling around all over the floor and getting in back-to-back for a good old go at them. but hey, guess what? those ropes won’t budge. such a shame…. bing. hotness. ***all productions (video & images) & associated bondage scenarios depicted are strictly of a role play and story driven nature and feature fully consenting participants and established safe signals (clearly defined within each fantasy scene) between model(s) and crew are in continual use throughout the production.  thus, these are pure, tongue in cheek adventuristic fantasy scenarios, without exception fully consensual, contextual and supported by model release to this effect***