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I have this great new business opportunity of selling shears. I just need to go door to door and use flattery and flirtation and of course a nice business suit to make my commission. As soon as I walk into the door, i know i'm at the right place to sell my shears...but this guy isn't very nice but he does offer to show me how his bigger shears work that he shows me. We walk outside, little do I know he is getting a better look at my ass and legs than my eyes. Next thing I know, im bound in a standing spread eagle and cleave gagged struggling and testing the ropes that just wont budge. I kick off my high heals making me stand on my pantyhose clad tippy toes as the sun beats down on me and I continue to struggle. 2 men appear and begin to show me exactly how sharp their own shears are as well as the ones i'm trying to sell. I gag talk like no other, still trying to plead with them to buy my shears and stop cutting my business suit into piece after piece. I demand they replace it but I am in no position to make proposals but to be stuck, bound and getting my clothing destroyed off my body. They even meticulously cut away my pantyhose as I gag talk and protest. I definitely came to the wrong house to try and sell my shears, especially when this upholsterer had bigger, sharper and worse intentions all along. Stay tuned for part 2, in which I just might be coerced to change my mind if maybe i did "cum" to the right house after all.