You'd have to be hard-hearted indeed not to sympathize with Karter Foxx as she sits on a bed, her blouse, skirt and pantyhose-clad body oppressed with black rope and her lips sealed with duct tape! As she twists uncomfortably, Karter signals her alarm with a wrinkled brow and worried eyes; the tape muffles her calls for help. Karter's apprehension grows after her breasts are bared and her pumps are stolen, but it's only after she's hogtied and arching in futility that the brown-eyed little secretary understands that she won't be freed anytime soon!

You'd have to be hard-hearted indeed not to sympathize with Karter Foxx as she sits on a bed, her blouse, skirt and pantyhose-clad body oppressed with black rope and her lips sealed with duct tape! As she twists uncomfortably, Karter signals her alarm with a wrinkled brow and worried eyes; the tape muffles her calls for help. Karter's apprehension grows after her breasts are bared and her pumps are stolen, but it's only after she's hogtied and arching in futility that the brown-eyed little secretary understands that she won't be freed anytime soon!