THE BET SPIRALED OUT OF CONTROL
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Fayth-on-Fire and I are so excited about the scavenger hunt. The prize is a big one and I am determined to win it. Redhead Fayth is bent over the couch searching beneath the cushions and she spots a silver piece of paper. Got it she yells out. Oh no missy - thanks for leading me to the next clue. I grab Fayth from behind and wrestle her to the ground press a wet rag over her mouth and nose. Fayth struggles and tries to pry it off but I hold firm and soon she is out cold on the floor. I grab some rope and begin tying the curvy redhead up. No way am I sharing the prize with you baby - that prize is all mine. I bind her ankles and knees tightly together then move to her arms securing them behind her back. Fayth begins to moan and mumble as I'm putting a tight chest harness on her. I don't want to hear you - I add several strips of duct tape over her mouth silencing the girl and I finish tying her. I grab the paper with the clue to the prize and begin reading it as helpless Fayth struggles and moans into her gag. I look for the next clue and the next thing I know I am tightly bound next to Fayth. Apparently someone else is out to win this scavenger hunt. We struggle and wiggle our bound bodies for a long time doing our best to loosen the bondage, but we make no progress at all. The assailant left us bound, gagged and helpless while he claimed the prize.