Vivienne says her farewells as she knows my in trouble with what Im about to do. She smiles and wishes me luck and stands back and watches my demise as my Master decided to let me out of the dungeon to get some fresh air but he certainly wont let me unbound until i earn it. I have shackles made of rope around my ankles making me hobble nomatter. I also have rope cuffs around my wrists giving me just enough to lift and carry rocks to the van. My mouth is shoved full of a large white ball-gag strapped tightly around my head. This does not shut me up one bit. I gag-talk as if there isn't somethin... Show more