Princess's friend has been played by our muscle gal. Seems he has found himself all tied up, and lying on a bed in some hotel room. It seems that Princess has rendered him with something in his drink during their evening and carried him back to their hotel room. What she has in mind with him is beyond his imagination. But as she says to him you really have no choice as I am the Muscle Princess and you are just a tiny wimp who I can use and crush you when ever I want. He has become her play toy for her pleasure to bring out of a closet and put away whenever she wants