How long had it been since she was stripped and tied? Bella thought to herself, having no idea. Minutes, hours, her sense of time passing had long been lost. With blackout curtains on the windows, and just being alone, Bella had no idea if it was day or night. Was it the same day as the day she had been taken? She had no idea.

She sat on the sofa, gagged with a tight, thick cloth that had been taped over, and roped at the wrists (behind her back of course), ankles, knees attached to her neck, and the most annoying ropes that pinned her arms to her sides that also crisscrossed her h...

How long had it been since she was stripped and tied? Bella thought to herself, having no idea. Minutes, hours, her sense of time passing had long been lost. With blackout curtains on the windows, and just being alone, Bella had no idea if it was day or night. Was it the same day as the day she had been taken? She had no idea.

She sat on the sofa, gagged with a tight, thick cloth that had been taped over, and roped at the wrists (behind her back of course), ankles, knees attached to her neck, and the most annoying ropes that pinned her arms to her sides that also crisscrossed her huge tits, squeezing them with every move, with every breath.

She struggled every so often to try and figure a way out, but at the same time she knew there would be no escape. She was alone, other than the cameras watching her. She didn't know if she could somehow escape, whether or not there would be someone to come find her and recapture her, tying her into a worse position.

But she knew if that if her captors had, in fact, abandoned her, that she'd end up leaving the world the same way she came in, naked and helpless...