A surprise was waiting for you today. Alba Zevon stood in your living room, dressed from head to toe in shiny black latex, a riding crop in her hand. As she paced around the room in her hobble dress, her crop smacking into her palm, it was clear she wanted something from you. but you don't speak Italian so you are mystified. Finally, she begins to clasp her hands behind her back, thrusting her latex clad ass at you, and you know. She wants to be tied up - by YOU! You throw a plethora of leather straps at her feet and she smiles. Soon, she is fastened tightly to a chair, leather straps encir...

A surprise was waiting for you today. Alba Zevon stood in your living room, dressed from head to toe in shiny black latex, a riding crop in her hand. As she paced around the room in her hobble dress, her crop smacking into her palm, it was clear she wanted something from you. but you don't speak Italian so you are mystified. Finally, she begins to clasp her hands behind her back, thrusting her latex clad ass at you, and you know. She wants to be tied up - by YOU! You throw a plethora of leather straps at her feet and she smiles. Soon, she is fastened tightly to a chair, leather straps encircling her body over and over again, fusing her to her seat. She looks at you seductively over the panel gag lodged in her mouth, moaning seductively as she writhes in place. She is completely helpless, a vision in black, her big eyes looking at you as she puts on her best helpless damsel expression. She seems to want more, but what could it be? Since you cannot understand her, you'll just have to improvise! Soon she is wrapped in a cocoon of plastic, still strapped up inside her plastic prison. She seems less pleased now, writhing and flopping about. She tries to communicate something to you, but with her mouth stuffed, there is no chance of her being understood. She'll just have to remain packaged up until you can complete a course in Italian and figure out what she is saying!