Diamondly knew she was helpless. The ropes were unbearably tied, cinching her wrists together, fusing her elbows together, securing her feet, her legs, it seemed every part of her nude body was trapped in the bone crushing bondage she had been the unhappy recipient of. She had to get out! As she struggled the room was filled with the sounds of her exertions: the grunts, the moans, the gasps, all stifled by the large ball stuffing her mouth and keeping her silent. Drool spilled past the ball and pattered on the floor as she twisted and turned in helpless agony. Miraculously, she made it to h... Show more