It was almost time for the Diva to bid farewell, but she couldn't resist having a bit more fun at Anny's expense. With her plaything sitting next to the bed, the Dark One rested her high-heeled boots on Anny's shoulders before pushing the trussed and tape-gagged captive onto her side for use as a footstool! The Diva's final touch was a tether between Anny's ankles and chest harness that folded her legs into a hogtie; as she arched on her stomach, Anny watched those black boots striding arrogantly out through her suite's bedroom door. Humiliated and helpless, she'd learned the hard way that... Show more