I could see Sky already plotting her escape as I coiled the duct tape around her legs. Her fingernails were poised ready to rip herself free. When I slid the pantyhose up her arms and taped it in place, the confidence slipped away. Her hands, now into fists, were taped together tight behind her back. A tape gag really got her boiling; all the better to struggle with. If she can't get out, I'm sure some time with a magicwand wouldn't be a bad consolation prize.