Part 101

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It was a quiet, secluded house nestled among towering trees, their branches swaying gently in the cool breeze. The air was filled with the festive spirit, with decorations adorning the exterior of the house, casting a warm and inviting glow. Inside, the atmosphere was vibrant, yet serene, as if time itself had slowed down to savor every moment.

The occupants of this charming abode were as intriguing as the house itself. Sweet Zaman, a cross-dressing man with hair braided and adorned with a colorful bandana, exuded an air of confidence and elegance. His presence filled the rooms with a sense of mystique and charm. Alongside him resided Nikki Nova, a talented artist known for her captivating paintings that seemed to come to life on canvas.

However, their peaceful existence was about to be disrupted by the arrival of The Dangerous Diva, a notorious thief with a penchant for exquisite artwork. Her eyes had been set on the two paintings that adorned Nikki Nova's studio walls, and she was determined to make them her own, by any means necessary.

As Nikki busied herself with painting, capturing Zaman's alluring and graceful pose on canvas, The Dangerous Diva stealthily made her way into the house. With lengths of ropes and a roll of white medical tape in hand, she crept closer to her unsuspecting victims.

Suddenly, the Diva's presence was revealed as Nikki excused herself for a brief break, leaving Zaman vulnerable and defenseless. With a swift and calculated movement, The Dangerous Diva lunged towards Zaman, covering his mouth with a gloved hand to silence any protests.

"Silence, please," she whispered, her voice smooth and commanding. Zaman's eyes widened in surprise, his gaze meeting hers with a mix of fear and curiosity. Without hesitation, the Diva bound Zaman's hands behind his back tightly, ensuring he was completely helpless.

She then proceeded to gag him with the white medical tape, securing it around his head with precision. The tape smoothed against his lips, sealing them shut, causing Zaman to close his mascaraed eyes in a mixture of surrender and sensuality.

To prevent even the slightest sound from escaping, The Dangerous Diva tied Zaman's voice box tightly with ropes, ensuring he couldn't make a sound. Methodically, she continued to bind his arms, elbows, palms, fingers, thighs, knees, calves, ankles, feet, and even his toes with the ropes, each knot tighter than the last.

"Let's make sure you don't move even your fingers," she murmured, her touch sending shivers down Zaman's spine. She gave his feminine breasts a firm squeeze, eliciting a soft moan from him that only seemed to entice the Diva further.

"Wow, you sound so sensual," she chuckled, planting a kiss on Zaman's gag before attaching milking pumps to his breasts to collect milk. She warned him not to move, her voice laced with a hint of danger. "Don't you dare to move even an inch," she cautioned before turning her attention to Nikki Nova.

With Zaman helplessly bound and gagged, The Dangerous Diva swiftly made her way to Nikki, who had now relieved herself of her clothes and was lost in her artistic trance. The Diva subdued Nikki with ropeworks similar to Zaman's but not as tight, ensuring she, too, was unable to resist.

Bound and gagged on the sofa, Nikki was now unable to raise the alarm as The Dangerous Diva proceeded to steal the precious paintings that had caught her eye. With her prize in hand, the thief made her way out of the studio, leaving behind a scene of bound and helpless beauty.

As she exited the house with the stolen paintings and the milk collected from Zaman's breasts, The Dangerous Diva couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at her successful heist. In her wake, she left behind a curvaceous Nikki Nova and a smoldering Sweet Zaman, both now posed as bound and gagged nudes, a testament to her daring escapade on that festive evening.

And so, the secluded house once again fell into a tranquil slumber, bathed in the soft glow of the festive season, while its pretty occupants remained in their bound and silenced state, a reminder of the night The Dangerous Diva had paid them an unexpected visit.

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