After complaining all day she was bored with nothing to do her tone implied it was my problem to fix. All she needed was a task to keep her occupied. Something engaging to keep her focused for at least a couple hours. Nipple clamps seemed appropriate, hooking them on a pipe in front of her. With her hands cuffed behind her they wouldn't be aiding in her escape. There was only two ways out. Flip the chain over the pipe or pull the clamps off to reach the nearby key. Technically Naomi could wait for me to feel sorry for her and set her free. Somehow I don't see the Vegas odds being in her fa... Show more