Getting herself into the bondage was easy. A few belts on her legs, handcuffs locked behind, and a sightless hood, the latter seemingly throwing a wrench into her escape plans. After accepting the challenge, she planned on using the hardwood floors to her advantage. The problem with hoods and a little struggling is that it is easy to get yourself turned around. Suddenly, what seemed like a small area for Krystal to find her key became an empty desert. Quelling her panic and ignoring the building heat in her hood, she pawed at her restraints, hoping she had made a mistake. It was no use, as... Show more