Gomita couldn’t decide what she wanted to try out first. At least until she spotted the ballet boots. Always happy to oblige, there are of course, strings. Looking amazing in her black latex leotard and ballet boots, I tie her arms in a simple boxtie. She needs to talk on her own two feet without help after all. Gagged with an eyebolt ballgag, Gomita is chained by her gag to the wall. The keys to her escape sitting high above her. Her escape will only come when she reaches for the keys and stands in her ballet boots. Given her early attempts, she might be there for a long while.