Ruthie didn't know it yet, but the wooden pole taped to her ankles would be her bane, at least to start. She tries to struggle from the tape wrapped around her arms, body, and hands to no avail. Instinctively she tries to roll over for a better position but is soon stopped by the wooden pole. Frustrated she tries harder but the vinyl tape is not forgiving. Ruthie is more than ready for the Hitachi when I secure it in place. Buzzing away it doesn't take long for her to climax, and again, and again.