Nosey neighbour Mrs Zee
had certainly done her homework on the Detective. And when she heard about the reward the authorities were offering for any evidence that could put him in jail.....the calculating Monica even got herself an apartment, right next door! She noted his comings and goings, videoed the dodgy looking people who came and went, and she even followed him once or twice, but without any success. But Mrs Zee had certainly built up quite dossier on the infamous WD. One evening she decided to call up WD's arch enemy, Inspector Paul Sly. What Mrs Zee didn't know was, that Sly was the most crooked and corrupt cop ever to wear the badge. Not that she would have given two hoots....she wanted that reward! After a long conversation with Sly, Monica had just put the phone down when she was captured in an incredibly strong grip, and a large had containing a foul smelling thick pad, closed over her nose and mouth. Mrs Zee writhed for all she was worth in her captor's arms, but she was going nowhere! Pretty soon her lovely eyes rolled back into her head, leaving only the white on display, before her long. false lashes finally flickered and then shut.
An hour or two later, Mrs Zee slowly began to wake up in her favourite comfy chair. Nothing unusual about that, she quite often dozed off while reading a novel, or in front of the TV. But this was different....Monica had been stripped naked, and she had been tightly trussed-up with thin, course poultry twine. The nasty threads dug deep into Mrs. Zee's tender flesh, pinching her every time she tried to move. Her mouth had been stuffed by a pair of discarded undergarments, and one of her pantyhose had been securely wrapped between her widely stretched red lips to keep everything nicely in place. To add insult to injury, her uninvited guest had taking the liberty of tying some more twine around Mrs Zee's hard nipples to underline her helplessness. The detective suddenly loomed above her out of the shadows...
"Welcome back at long last Mrs Zee....you have been dozing for hours! Don't try and struggle Ma'am, that nasty, course twine is ideal fro trussing up meddlesome old birds like your lovely self!"
Monica tried to move, but the twine bit mercilessly into her tender flesh, forcing her to keep still. Mrs Zee flexed her lips on the huge gag, and pressed her tongue against the tight wadding...."Mmmmmmmrrrrrmmmmmmm...!" She groaned forlornly. There was no escape, she was well and truly in his evil power!