Madalynn Raye is having a tough day. First, she gets dragged out of bed and tied up on the floor of her bedroom. Then, she is seen being dragged by her wrists across a field towards a large tripod. The man is merciless as she fights him, pulled forward against her will. But he is too big, too strong, too insistent.
She is pulled beneath a ring and her wrists are pulled up over her head, attached and left there. As she fiddles with the rope, he walks over to a winch and begins pulling her arms up and up, higher and higher, until she is standing on her toes, straining against the upwards pul...

Madalynn Raye is having a tough day. First, she gets dragged out of bed and tied up on the floor of her bedroom. Then, she is seen being dragged by her wrists across a field towards a large tripod. The man is merciless as she fights him, pulled forward against her will. But he is too big, too strong, too insistent.
She is pulled beneath a ring and her wrists are pulled up over her head, attached and left there. As she fiddles with the rope, he walks over to a winch and begins pulling her arms up and up, higher and higher, until she is standing on her toes, straining against the upwards pull of her arms. Her naked legs and feet dance on the grass, trying to keep her balance, even as he lifts one leg and ties it off to the ring as well.
Now she teeters on one leg, barely managing to keep her foot underneath her. She languishes like that for a short while and then he adds one more piece of rope, binding her thigh against her chest, her to arch in a most uncomfortable position. She gets left out in the field like this, to suffer alone. On one leg.