Roped Prose Productions Presents: Zoey Ziptie; Cop on the Rocks
The Heat of the Moment
Officer Ziptie's heart pounded as she approached the dilapidated apartment building. Her senses were on high alert, but the only sign of life was the faint sound of a TV coming from the second floor. Clutching her sidearm, she ascended the stairs with caution. As she reached the landing, the door swung open suddenly, startling her.
Ziptie jumped back, her eyes darting around the darkened hallway. It was then that she noticed the telltale signs of a break-in. Footprints in the dust led towards a closed door at the end of the corridor. Pulse racing, Ziptie inched closer to investigate.
A Game of Cat and Mouse
She reached out to turn the knob slowly, but it was already too late. The door swung open, revealing an empty room. Ziptie's heart sank as she realized she'd been duped. Just then, a shadow emerged from behind her, causing her to whip around, her heart leaping into her throat.
"Hands up!" the voice barked. Ziptie's eyes widened as she recognized the man from the wanted posters plastered all over town. He'd managed to outsmart her once again.
Bound by Desire
With a smirk, the criminal began to bind Ziptie tightly with white rope. Her breath came out in short, shallow gasps as he worked his way around her body, tying her ankles to the chair legs and lashing her wrists behind her back. He paused for a moment, grabbing a red ball gag from a nearby drawer.
Ziptie's eyes bulged as he crammed the ball between her lips, stretching her jaw wide open. She heard the familiar sound of a vibrator being plugged in, and her heart rate spiked. She knew what was coming, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Power Exchange
The vibrations started slowly, but they quickly intensified, sending waves of pleasure coursing through Ziptie's body. She closed her eyes, trying to will herself not to cum, but it was no use. She could feel her orgasm building inside her, growing stronger with each passing second.
As she came, her body convulsing against the ropes that held her, Ziptie felt a sense of powerlessness she'd never experienced before. She was completely at the mercy of her captor, and there was nothing she could do to escape. And as the vibrations continued, she knew that she was going to cum again... and again... and again.
Caught in a Web of Desire
Time seemed to stand still as Ziptie surrendered to the sensations washing over her. She could feel herself growing wet with anticipation, her need for release becoming almost unbearable. And as she waited for her captor to return, she knew that she was caught in a web of desire - a web spun by none other than herself.
