In leggings and a sports top, I find myself taped to a chair. My hands are taped behind my back, my feet are taped to the legs of the chair, and a transparent adhesive tape is covering my mouth. At first, I am confused and a little scared, but soon fear gave way to anger. The duct tape is tight, and the feeling of constraints and restrictions further frustrates me. I'm starting to tense and flex my muscles, trying to break free. I shout and threaten you through the tape, but my voice is muffled and blurred as the duct tape is tight over my lips. I use my tongue to separate it, becoming... Show more