Tied down flat on the padded table. Ropes bite into wrists, ankles, torso—black harness framing heavy tits, blonde hair splayed wild. Gag stretched tight over mouth, eyes wide above it. Pale thighs part under white straps, body arched against the hold. Desk nearby, computer humming, antique globe casting shadows. She strains. Fabric digs deep into flesh—soft skin yielding to coarse knots, sweat beading where bonds rub raw. Upright in office chair first, legs zip-tied, then dragged horizontal. Patio vines frame her later, sunlight on bound curves—nipples peaked, crotch rope taut. Unforgiving restraint.
