My police academy training is soon coming to an end but there is still a bit more I must learn just incase a badman turns the tables on me. This time, I am bound to a post with my wrists behind the pole, and my ankles and knees tied. I am anxious to get out there in the field but training must happen first. I struggle, writhe, and grunt and tell you how I feel as I am not gagged. Once I test every piece of rope that is bound to my body, I feel a slight loosening of the rope as I slowly work on getting free. If only I can get my hands loose, its likely I can then escape. Its not that easy of...

My police academy training is soon coming to an end but there is still a bit more I must learn just incase a badman turns the tables on me. This time, I am bound to a post with my wrists behind the pole, and my ankles and knees tied. I am anxious to get out there in the field but training must happen first. I struggle, writhe, and grunt and tell you how I feel as I am not gagged. Once I test every piece of rope that is bound to my body, I feel a slight loosening of the rope as I slowly work on getting free. If only I can get my hands loose, its likely I can then escape. Its not that easy of a process as the rope is tightly tied around my waist and makes bending over challenging to untie my ankles. Luckily pantyhose are part of my uniform so this helps the rope slip just enough. With patience, perseverance, and stubbornness, I end up escaping and it seems I have passed all the training necessary to go nap from criminals. ahhh..its darn time after this multiple escape training classes. Some you win, some you lose but in the end, it always works out.