~ Gia Haze~

She had screwed him over, so he was going to make her talk. She kicked and squirmed letting out defiant muffled screams from under the hood as he carried her in and dropped her into the chair. Elbows and wrist crushed together ment she couldnt fight back, and the rope tightly holding her knees and ankles ment she couldnt run anywhere. He tried to make her talk, but all she would do was grunt and groan in dismay. Folding her in half, he ties her neck to her knees, before tethering her wrist to the ceiling. How much can she handle before she tells him what he wants to kno...

~ Gia Haze~

She had screwed him over, so he was going to make her talk. She kicked and squirmed letting out defiant muffled screams from under the hood as he carried her in and dropped her into the chair. Elbows and wrist crushed together ment she couldnt fight back, and the rope tightly holding her knees and ankles ment she couldnt run anywhere. He tried to make her talk, but all she would do was grunt and groan in dismay. Folding her in half, he ties her neck to her knees, before tethering her wrist to the ceiling. How much can she handle before she tells him what he wants to know. Left to struggle in this immobile position she refuses to tell him anything. So he removes the chair and makes her held herself up in a strict strappado squat. Her arm reaching toward the ceiling, she must balance and shimmy, but she still won't talk.