"How did I wind up on this table?" wondered the bewildered Dana. She noticed that her bra had disappeared, that she was tied hand and foot, that her lips were once again sealed with tape. A rope-link between Dana's waist and ankles made it impossible to straighten her legs, yet the possessed girl felt impelled to test her bonds by kicking up her bare feet. Then, in an instant, Dana lay face-down on the table, her ankles now linked to her wrists; hogtied and nearly naked, she arched gamely and questioned where this strange journey would take her next.