Drea Morgan and Elizabeth Andrews: Bound and transported in the truck bed
36 photos; 26:33 video
June 17, 2017
David had us ball gag ourselves. We started drooling all over ourselves, instantaneously. He then tied both of our arms behind our back and then our ankles. He had each of us wiggle into the bed of the truck and then he hogtied us. Once we were tightly hogtied, he closed the back of the truck bed and bid his farewells. He would see us again when we got to the meeting.
Drea and I spent the ride in the back of the loud truck, squirming and wiggling in our hogties. With every sharp turn, we rolled into each other. The drool constantly flowed from our ball gags and dribbled off our chins. It was all in our hair and our shirts were soaked from it. I sat up in my hogtie and looked out the front window. All I could see was other cars going by. I started to worry that Mr. Big Boss wasn't taking us to the meeting but somewhere else. It seemed like we had been in the back of the truck forever!!! We shimmied to our backs and then to our sides, struggling in our bonds. Drea was drooling so much that she had bubbles forming from the edges of her ball gag. We were being tossed all over the truck and I ended up losing my slingback high heels. I really hoped by time we got there that Drea and I had some time to freshen up. Both of us were covered in our own drool, each other's drool and were completely disheveled.
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