When I wake Mikayla up from her slumber, she feels her long, powerful legs secured tightly behind her via leather cuffs and a bungee cord connected to a waist belt. Anger dictates her initial reactions as she flexes and struggles hard to snap the cord and rip free of the leather restraints; but surprisingly, a smile begins to crease her tape gag. She hesitates when I ask if she'd like to be set free; I never expected a reaction like this. What has come over Mikayla, can she find the strength to break free, or perhaps she won't because she doesn't want to?