Juliana knew that ropes could be tight. But chains go beyond tight, to brutal, and then straight into bondage hell.
Her elbows pulled together hard, she knew that the chains would leave marks on her soft young skin. Yet she still struggled to get loose. The ducttape gag limited the sounds to those whimpering won't someone rescue me noises.
There was no doubt that she was in hell; as she rolled around the floor, the only question was how long she would stay there.