Story Script:

NARRATOR: Mary and Laney are lounging in their apartment, sipping wine and debating the merits of zipties when the conversation takes a heated turn.

ACTOR1: Honestly, zipties are underrated. So versatile.

ACTOR2: Oh yeah? What would you do with them, exactly?

ACTOR1: Tie someone up, obviously. Fast, secure—no wriggling free.

NARRATOR: Laney’s fingers trail over the ziptie in her hand, eyes locked on Mary’s as a slow smirk spreads across his lips.

ACTOR2: You sure you wouldn’t be the one squirming?

ACTOR1: Try me.

NARRATOR: In seconds, Laney has her wrists bound tight, her breath hitching as he pushes her back onto the couch. His hand slides up her thigh, gripping the hem of her shorts.

ACTOR1: Fuck—you’re not wasting time.

ACTOR2: Neither are you. That pussy’s already soaking through these panties.

NARRATOR: He tears them aside, fingers plunging inside her without hesitation. Mary arches, moaning as he curls them deep.

ACTOR1: Oh shit, yes—just like that! Tighten the ziptie, I want to feel it bite.

NARRATOR: He does, the plastic digging into her skin as his mouth crashes onto hers. Then his cock slides between her slick folds, throbbing against her clit.

ACTOR2: Ready to take it?

ACTOR1: Fuck. Yes.

NARRATOR: He slams inside, her moans swallowed by his kiss as he fucks her hard and relentless, the zipties holding her right where he wants her.