DiP_1020 - The Caging of the Fox: A Handsey Bandit™ Trophy
She stood before the mirror, a vision in pink, admiring the divine form of Summer Fox. In her own home, she was a goddess, safe and unassailable. But even goddesses can be blind. From the shadows, the Handsey Bandit™ emerged, his purpose singular and brutal. Before Summer could even turn, his arm was around her, a heavy hand clamping a thick, chemical-soaked cloth over her mouth and nose. Her shock gave way to a brief, panicked struggle, her body thrashing uselessly in his grip as the world dissolved into a suffocating, black void. She collapsed to the hardwood floor, a fallen idol.
With his prize unconscious, the Bandit's methodical work began. There was no rush. He knelt beside her, his first act to peel the pink dress from her limp form, tossing it aside to leave the mighty Summer Fox exposed in nothing but a pair of vibrant blue panties. With her body bared to his gaze, he produced a length of rough, white rope. He started with her wrists, pulling her arms tightly behind her back and expertly tying them together, ensuring there would be no escape.
He then moved to her feet, binding her ankles with the same unforgiving rope, leaving her limbs completely immobilized. To ensure her utter silence upon her eventual, miserable awakening, he secured the cloth in her mouth with a final, tight wrap of tape. The task complete, the Handsey Bandit™ could admire his greatest acquisition yet: the formidable Summer Fox, stripped bare, bound in rope, gagged into submission, and left a helpless, naked trophy on the floor of her own violated home.
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