Hot blonde Whitney struggles in a back bedroom with her arms fused together behind her back in rope. Tight ropes slice deep into her biceps and wrists, crushing her elbows and forearms completely together. She has gotten to her feet but wobbles in a pair of six inch that are strapped to her feet. Whitney takes some tenative steps using the wall to help keep ...
Hot blonde Whitney struggles in a back bedroom with her arms fused together behind her back in rope. Tight ropes slice deep into her biceps and wrists, crushing her elbows and forearms completely together. She has gotten to her feet but wobbles in a pair of six inch that are strapped to her feet. Whitney takes some tenative steps using the wall to help keep her balance. She moans through her gag in frustration as she tries to reach for the door handle with her bound, numb hands. She isn't sure what is on the other side of the door but she desperately wants to be free of the ropes and knows the only way is to escape from this house and get outside and find help. The bedroom door pops open and she peers outside. She listens to try to hear anyone in the house but hears nothing, she moves down the hall and peeks around the corner and seeing the house appearently empty she begins the slow arduous walk in her extreme heels to the front door. The steel shaft of her stiletto heels click on the hardwood floors, so Whitney ties to walk on her toes but with her arms uselessly bound behind her back it is hard to keep her balance. She finally gets to the front door and struggles with the deadbolt and door knob with her numb hands. Finally the door opens and she looks outside. Her heart pounds in terror when she sees one of her captor coming up the walk toward the door. She closes the door and hurries as fast as she can in her extreme heels and hides in the kitchen. She hears him come in as she crouches behind the kitchen cabinents praying that he doesn't see her. She hears him talking to himself and sees him walk into the back room. Whitney prays he doesn't go into the back bedroom but is releives when she hears the bathroom door close. She has one more chance to make it to the front door again. She tries to walk as quietly as she can and get halfway to the door when she hears the toilet flush. Paniced at being caught she decides that the front door is too far away so she runs as fast and quietly as possible into the side bedroom and closes the door. She braces her bound body against the door praying that he hasn't heard her. Her heart sinks in her chest when she hears her banging on the door and sees the door handle turning. she pushes her body agaist the door and feels him trying to push it open. She braces herself against the door but her stiletto heels slip on the tile floor so she goes down onto her knees to get better traction. Whitney screams into her gag for help as he pushes him foot into the door opening and reaches around the door with his arm trying to grab her. Whitney weaves her head and shoulders trying to avoid his hand but in doint so she isn't able to keep her full weight against her side of the door. she finally loses the battle as the brute finally pushes the door open and grabs her. He pulls her out of the bedroom and pushes her into a chair. He then ties her ankles tightly together with more rope then wraps even more rope around her chest, shoulders and arms. He puts her on her knees and runs a rope from her bound arms to her stiletto heels. He rolls her onto the floor and pulls the ropes bowstring tight until her bound hands are touching her stiletto heels. He laughs and tells her to try to escape again as he brutally hogties her on the floor. The brute ties off the knots out of reach from her nibble fingers and leaves her alone helplessly bound, gagged and hogtied on the floor. There is no chance of escape now. (10:05 minutes)
