Arrayed in a glistening lilac gown, Chloe Amour stands against the post of a stairway railing; an elaborately decorated hat sits on Chloe's head while her sandaled bare toes peek out from under her gown. Chloe might seem the picture of 18th-century gentility if it weren't for the multiple black ropes pinning her against the pillar and the white tape covering her lips! There's no question about Chloe's transformation into an imperiled heroine after she's lowered onto the hardwood floor and folded onto her hip by a waist-ankle tether; barefoot and bare-breasted, Chloe writhes in ladylike des...

Arrayed in a glistening lilac gown, Chloe Amour stands against the post of a stairway railing; an elaborately decorated hat sits on Chloe's head while her sandaled bare toes peek out from under her gown. Chloe might seem the picture of 18th-century gentility if it weren't for the multiple black ropes pinning her against the pillar and the white tape covering her lips! There's no question about Chloe's transformation into an imperiled heroine after she's lowered onto the hardwood floor and folded onto her hip by a waist-ankle tether; barefoot and bare-breasted, Chloe writhes in ladylike desperation!