Mila slinks through the shadows in her sleek black catsuit, rifling drawers and scanning shelves for hidden treasures. Her mission is precise, silent — until the homeowner strikes from behind. She lashes out, kicking and twisting, but he's stronger, pinning her arms and slamming her against the wall. Silver duct tape whips out, binding her wrists behind her back, then looping around her elbows, thighs, and ankles in unyielding coils that hug the catsuit's glossy fabric. Before she can scream, a thick red ballgag is between her teeth, buckling tight to stretch her jaw and seal her protests into wet, frustrated "MMMPPPHH" sounds. He steps back, no phone in sight, his calm demeanor hinting at past captures — this thief is his now. Mila thrashes on the carpet, hips bucking, legs kicking uselessly as drool cascades from the gag's edges. She wiggles desperately, the tape creaking but holding firm. He returns, unbuckles the ballgag with a pop, and wastes no time: a giant fluffy ball of cloth is crammed deep into her mouth, bulging her cheeks obscenely. Duct tape spirals around her head in heavy layers, from chin to crown, compressing the stuffing until only faint, throaty moans escape. Her struggles intensify, but the sounds are buried deep, muffled beyond recognition. Satisfied for a moment, he peels away the duct tape wrap, revealing her puffed lips. A clear wrap gag follows — transparent layers coiled tightly, showcasing the massive stuffing like a trophy. Mila's eyes blaze with defiance; she rolls, arches, and "MMMMPPPHHH"s through the seal, every twist grinding the tape deeper into her skin. Escape feels close, but it's an illusion. Cornered, she nods — strips down slowly under his gaze, the catsuit peeled away to bare skin. His hands roam, groping her curves possessively before he reinforces the bonds: ankles yanked up to meet her wrists in a strict tape hogtie that arches her back and pins her chest to the floor. He squeezes her breasts, delivers sharp smacks to her ass that make her jolt, then tops it off with a tight pink over-the-nose (OTN) gag, the fabric pressing across her nostrils and sealing the clear wrap beneath. Left alone, she squirms in humiliated fury, breaths labored through the pink cloth. He circles back, gropes her again with rough squeezes, then attacks her soles with tickling fingers — her body convulses, muffled laughter exploding into the gag as toes curl and hips buck wildly. Finally, he walks away, leaving Mila hogtied, exposed, and utterly defeated. This catburglar has learned her sticky lesson the hard way. Keywords: tape, hogtie, ballgag, stuffing, wrapgag, otm, grope, tickle, muffled, struggle
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