Suddenly Dana was relieved of her clothing and transported to a chair, where she sat bound in very snug black bra and panties, her torso and ankles both hitched to the chair's wooden frame. Only her eyes were mobile at first, flashing back and forth nervously above a duct-tape gag until Dana's body was allowed to energetically engage her ropework. After her breasts were exposed by the licentious spirit, those dark eyes narrowed angrily and Dana struggled even harder but with a pathetic futility that delighted her possessor.