After a terrible failed mission attempting to investigate Takeda Itsuki, Chairman of Horizon Holdings, Kanon has been captured by Takeda and sent off to his ruthless interrogator, Ibarako, who says she can reliably extract information from anyone. Kanon is carefully and calmly tied up, her arms are clasped behind her back tightly secured there before Ibarako moves her way down Kanon’s body and starts binding her slender legs. She skilfully laces the sturdy rope between her legs and ties them up until Kanon can only move her toes.

Ibarako masterfully weaves the rope around Kanon’s b...

After a terrible failed mission attempting to investigate Takeda Itsuki, Chairman of Horizon Holdings, Kanon has been captured by Takeda and sent off to his ruthless interrogator, Ibarako, who says she can reliably extract information from anyone. Kanon is carefully and calmly tied up, her arms are clasped behind her back tightly secured there before Ibarako moves her way down Kanon’s body and starts binding her slender legs. She skilfully laces the sturdy rope between her legs and ties them up until Kanon can only move her toes.

Ibarako masterfully weaves the rope around Kanon’s body, examining and securing each knot carefully before adding the final touches. She stuffs and wraps the cloth gag around her mouth, but the moment Kanon starts screaming for help through the thin gag, Ibarako switches it out for a taut rope gag, which makes all Kanon’s protesting reduced to gurgles and ummpphhs. The strained rope accentuates Kanon’s curvy body, while also managing to stimulate it. At the same time as emphasizing her shapely tits, the matanawa, or crotch rope, also digs into her lovely pussy as she hopelessly squirms in an attempt to escape, only making it sink in deeper.

Kanon, in an attempt to free herself, bucks off the chair she is sitting on and crashes to the ground. Still unable to get free, Kanon lets out an exasperated cry through her gag as Ibarako walks over. She will get the answers she needs out of Kanon if it’s the last thing she does. With one of her legs still bound to the chair, Kanon lies helplessly on the ground as Ibarako applies her special interrogation techniques. Ibarako readjusts Kanon’s binds, holding her hands over her head and tying them to the seat in an extremely uncomfortable position. There she leaves Kanon to contemplate her repeated stubbornness to hand over any information. Despite her resilience training, the torment she is now dealing with is almost too much for Kanon to bear.

Will she crack?