Garnet's boyfriend is a very good investigative reporter. In fact, he's too good! He had amassed a large file on a local crime boss and was about to publish a story guaranteed to bring him to his knees, but the crime boss had a few tricks up his sleeve! He had snatched Garnet to use as a bargaining chip. If her boyfriend gave up publishing the story and destroyed all evidence, she'd be released. If not, well....it was best Garnet not think about that. Now, savagely bound in heels, jean shorts and a midriff baring shirt, she mewled into her huge ball gag, struggling as best she could against...

Garnet's boyfriend is a very good investigative reporter. In fact, he's too good! He had amassed a large file on a local crime boss and was about to publish a story guaranteed to bring him to his knees, but the crime boss had a few tricks up his sleeve! He had snatched Garnet to use as a bargaining chip. If her boyfriend gave up publishing the story and destroyed all evidence, she'd be released. If not, well....it was best Garnet not think about that. Now, savagely bound in heels, jean shorts and a midriff baring shirt, she mewled into her huge ball gag, struggling as best she could against the ropes that fused her elbows together and anchored her limbs into fused columns of flesh, able to do little more than wriggle impotently. As she thrashed and cried out for help, the only sounds that met her ears were the echos of her gagged pleas. Desperate for freedom, she slowly began to scoot her bound frame across the floor of the strange warehouse, her limbs throbbing and her jaw aching. Her escape attempt was cut short when the crime boss clamped an arm around her bound body, his hand clamping over her gagged mouth. Before she knew what was happening, the helpless girl was hogtied in a brutally tight, horribly constricted configuration that brought tears to her eyes. She could little more than roll from side to side, drool pouring down her chin as she did her best to endure the painful bondage. Would she ever be freed?