You come home to discover that your home was robbed, and I was left sticky taped, topless, gagged, and only in my pantyhose. You are so blown away that your place was infiltrated that I, your bound girlfriend is the least of your worries. You ask me questions while you call the cops, but don't bother taking the gag out of my mouth. You really don't care that I am getting frustrated through my gag, freakin out at you. I bounce and jump around while my ankles are taped, I cant believe this. It doesn't matter, what did the thieves take, is your primary worry. You even make yourself a sandwich while I'm attempting to get loose. Wow, what a boyfriend you are. Then the phone rings, what a pleasant surprise, its your wife...and she's on her way up. You non-nonchalantly push my bound body into the bathroom as i gag mmpphh and shout and plead but you just need me to go away...What a boyfriend he is to keep me in bondage like that through all that.