What better way to confirm the detectives' humiliating defeat than by subjecting them to naked bondage? Seated a few feet apart on a wooden coffee table, Foxy and Evelyn were bound and cleave-gagged, their ankles tethered separately to the table's legs. A precise rope-web highlighted Foxy's impressive breasts, then an alteration that pinned her left leg to Evelyn's right opened their private parts to the client's callous scrutiny as they tugged pathetically against the bonds designed to embarrass them.