Our Agent Alexa is Missing! The Complete Baron Butterfly Affair! Ahh, the lovely Alexa, struggling helplessly once more. Tightly gagged and bound in a dimly lit back room, unable to speak or move much, and that’s just as well for the evil individual who has hidden her up here. You see, she knows too much about the activities of his malign paymaster and he isn’t about to do himself out of any financial brownie points by letting her go blabbing to the cops about what she has seen here this day! We begin with the long legged beauty, even taller still in shiny heels, snooping around while trying to solve a case she’s been working on. Her inquiries as a private investigator have led her to this out of the way place. It is registered to a Baron Dunstan Butterfly, an eccentric old fool believed to be mixed up in bid rigging at the latest governmental elections. A mystery client has summoned Young Alexa to be the one to look into matters. Initially, she was reticent, but, as usual, the allure of the chase has led her on yet another dangerous mission. In a powdered pink cardigan, short skirt and high heels, the busty vixen is suddenly accosted in a gloomy hallway and bundled off. She’s unable to scream with a thick paw welded over her mouth and she eventually gets chopped out by the masked evil-doer. He had seen her flashy sports car arriving and sent out a signal scrambler (um, he knows how to do this, ok?) so that the girl will be unable to make any calls whilst here. But that isn’t enough. Not only will the Baron wish to deal with her when he returns from the City, but she is mighty cute too… Having roped the statuesque P.I. up firmly in a chair and gagged her with a tight white cloth, he returns later to quiz her. Clearly, she will give up nothing so he brutally tightly cleave gags the snoop and gropes her huge tits while he is about it. Reaching into the warm confines of her cardy for a better purchase, it’s even warmer as he feels up her perky boobies. Oh yes. With that, he leaves the wildly struggling young madam to her confinement while he busies himself downstairs in the kitchen. Alexa is thinking fast. With this tight gag in her mouth and all of that rope her up, there’s no way she can raise any kind of alarm. She gag talks purposefully as she mulls over her options, which seem to consist mainly of bouncing and rocking around in her seat, powerlessly! That’s fine by us though, right? The swine has even tethered her tightly trussed legs back to the chair, to exert additional restriction of movement against the beautiful meddler!