Excitement crackled in the air as Jayme and I agreed to a competitive challenge. She was convinced she could escape from my rope bondage, so we devised a game to put her skills to the test. Rolling two dice, the first determined the number of ropes that would bind her, the second decided how much time she had to free herself, and the final roll determined the type of gag that would silence her. With a determined look in her eye, Jayme rolled the dice and we began. Her body was soon enveloped in eight tight ropes, and a cleave gag silenced any protests she may have had. The clock started tic...

Excitement crackled in the air as Jayme and I agreed to a competitive challenge. She was convinced she could escape from my rope bondage, so we devised a game to put her skills to the test. Rolling two dice, the first determined the number of ropes that would bind her, the second decided how much time she had to free herself, and the final roll determined the type of gag that would silence her. With a determined look in her eye, Jayme rolled the dice and we began. Her body was soon enveloped in eight tight ropes, and a cleave gag silenced any protests she may have had. The clock started ticking, giving her just eight minutes to escape all of the ropes and win the challenge. As she twisted and squirmed against her restraints, it was clear that Jayme's competitive nature was in full effect. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she fought against the ropes, slowly making progress but with each passing minute it became evident that time was not on her side. Would she be able to free herself in time? Only time would tell as the seconds ticked away and the suspense grew.....