Story I've invited a photographer for a boudoir shoot, and he uses his iPhone as a camera, which is strange to say the least. He suddenly handgags me. I'm frogtied and crotch roped by him with a combination of rope and tape. I ask him to come back and let me go. He answers by stuffing my mouth with a ball. He puts on duct tape as a tight cleave gag as well. I try to make as much sound as possible... I manage to struggle to the ground on my knees, but this is the furthest I can come while being so heavily tied. There is drool coming out of my mouth while I'm gag talking. He makes thing...

Story I've invited a photographer for a boudoir shoot, and he uses his iPhone as a camera, which is strange to say the least. He suddenly handgags me. I'm frogtied and crotch roped by him with a combination of rope and tape. I ask him to come back and let me go. He answers by stuffing my mouth with a ball. He puts on duct tape as a tight cleave gag as well. I try to make as much sound as possible... I manage to struggle to the ground on my knees, but this is the furthest I can come while being so heavily tied. There is drool coming out of my mouth while I'm gag talking. He makes things worse by pantyhooding me; now I can't see a thing. I MMMMPPPHHH through my gag while struggling hard. He wraps around extra duct tape to keep me quiet while he takes his leave. Now that I'm fully unable to talk, I just hope someone will save me...