Stripped naked again, Lily's slender, pale-skinned body was perched in a ball-tie on the glistening white tiles of her kitchen island. Her wide eyes expressed Lily's awareness of this precarious position so she moved carefully while battling her rope web, although she did kick up her bare feet in frustration. But Lily's restrictive plight became more extreme after she was abruptly turned onto her stomach so that a hogtie could be applied. Arching energetically, she raised her head high while uttering pathetic sounds behind the silver tape sealing her lips.