Rogue has maxed out all my credit cards. Since she apparently likes playing with plastic, she now gets to spend an afternoon being tormented by plastic! I drag her into the room, her hands and arms already bound in a reverse prayer position. Her hands are zipped together, palm to palm and locked in place with zip ties. Even her fingers are zipped together! I bind her legs with more of the unforgiving plastic bands, and leave her to struggle for a bit. She won't be calling for help, thanks to the panties that have been stuffed in her mouth and sealed in place with a few wraps of microfoam ta... Show more