A NAUGHTY NOON FOR WICKE (Patreon)

It was a cold noon, and how to spend it? well of course with a hot tea, biscuits, resting on your pinky , soft and satin  couch cushions after a hard morning at work. 'Mmmh there, totally nailed it. The perfect relax. Nothing will ruin it.' Wicke was almost resting her butt on the couch then suddenly someone knocked the door. 'Who is it?" No answer. Then Wicke opened the door and two dark shadows grabbed her fastly and tied her wrists up. 'Who the hell are you?! Let me go!!  I'll call the poli-mmmmph!!!" The thief made a knot on a scarf he found on Wicke's couch and tied it up around her luxurious lips. Why the hell was the scarf there? The burglars finished tiying the poor Wicke up. All nice and tight. Her boobs were so squeezed, she tried to struggle, without success. 'God...mmph...so...tight....my, I kinda...love it. I can't show them I like it. They would take advantage on me! They would...have fun with me! Oh god no...Resist Wicke...resist..." "MMMMph! mmmph!!" She kept struggling while the burglars were grabbing all they could from her bag. "Hey, look, she seems enjoying the predicament huh?" 

"Yeah, you're right. Well, let's keep her like this after leaving her house."

"mmmph??? grrrrphm!!"

"Oh god....I'm fucked...."

That was a long noon for Wicke.