We all know how things get sometimes - the world is filled with noise, stress, and anxiety. Sometimes all you want to do is relax, and Rachel Adams is no exception. And what better way to relax than to be thoroughly, inescapably bound and gagged? That's how we find Rachel at the start of the scene: tightly tape gagged, bound with what seems like miles of rope, even all ten of her toes bound and wriggling! She's clearly enjoying the sensation, reveling in the knowledge that she cannot possible escape, luxuriating in the crushing embrace of the rope. She is in her happy place, but still .... ...

We all know how things get sometimes - the world is filled with noise, stress, and anxiety. Sometimes all you want to do is relax, and Rachel Adams is no exception. And what better way to relax than to be thoroughly, inescapably bound and gagged? That's how we find Rachel at the start of the scene: tightly tape gagged, bound with what seems like miles of rope, even all ten of her toes bound and wriggling! She's clearly enjoying the sensation, reveling in the knowledge that she cannot possible escape, luxuriating in the crushing embrace of the rope. She is in her happy place, but still .... that outside world keeps on intruding, so she seeks more. I stuff her ears with soft plugs, eliminating all sound, and cover them in tape. I use more tape to blindfold the lady and even slip a pair of small plugs in her nose to help her focus and center on her breathing. She slows her mind, slows her breathing, and is once again content until the plugs slip from her nostrils. Now she is unhappy and agitated, struggling and mewling behind her gag until I return. She begs me to replace the plugs, which I do, and now I tape them in place as well! Soon, her entire face is a mask of the sticky blue tape. She's little more than an object now, writhing and squirming with secret delight, faceless, without identity, locked in a senseless void as she succumbs to the spell of the ropes!