Barefoot, bound and tape-gagged, the helpless friends returned to the living-room where their day had begun so hopefully; Jocelyn sat on a wooden coffee-table while Megan sat facing her friend on a couch. Both tugged in frustration against ankle-tethers holding them in place as the man they'd come to hate told them he was leaving -- a remark that raised their spirits until he added that he'd called the police to report their home invasion. Because he'd be embarrassed if they escaped before the cops arrived, more stringent bondage was required; to their dismay, he was as good as his word an... Show more