Writhing on the floor alongside the Christmas tree, near all the unopened presents, Rachel Adams looks like a present herself, her body attired in a festive red bodysuit, black spiked heel boots, and white ropes that hogtie her in a most helpless position. She pants through her red ball gag as her white-gloved fingers attempt to reach the ropes that restrain her ankles; but she is so securely tied that, denying it to herself though she may, she’s in a truly inescapable predicament. Her shapely body moves from side to side in captivity. On her tummy, she arches her back, trying to grab her ... Show more