Merula didn't seem worried as I cinched her elbows together. I could see her fingers feeling for the knots. All but one is well out of her reach. Once everything is cinched tight, she tries for her escape immediately. In her hogtied position it's not easy to work the knots, but she tries her best. Eventually she gets it; her movement speeds up in anticipation of some new found freedom. None will come, as the rope was only a ruse. Defeated, this is not longer the simple escape she thought it would be. Panting through her gag, she tries to figure another way out, knowing she'll hav... Show more