What's up with Cecelia Taylor? Among other things, the rope suspended from a chain above nude blonde Cecelia's head that supported her lithe bound body. Secured in her rope web and tape-gagged, she stood rotating on her bare feet and leaned forward to test the strength of the knotted connections. Cecelia's eyes grew even wider after she was elevated onto a trunk behind the chain where she sat, legs outstretched and still in the grasp of the overhead rope. Standing on the floor once again, she continued a futile but appealing challenge against her bewildering bondage.