Once Octavia was perched on her desk, legs hobbled by a link between her waist and ankles, the hooded crook gagged her more thoroughly with cloth stuffed in her mouth and secured by a double-wrapped cleave. Still determined to free herself from the robe web, the bare-breasted and barefoot girl twisted desperately, rolling onto her hip as she tried to loosen the knots pinning her ankles together. But the mean-spirited man checkmated her resistance by hogtying Olivia, whose bare soles flexed inches away from her bound wrists as she arched fervently against bondage that remained immoveable. Show more