The saga of the missing racehorse "Slippery Nipple" continues and this time it's the turn of private eye Tony Houston to fall foul in his quest to discover the champion thoroughbred's whereabouts.

Meeting an informant at a shady hotel, Tony is surprised by a gang of criminals who have trussed up the leather-clad detective and left him helpless on the bed. Having left a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door handle as they departed, poor Tony is now completely alone and unable to escape their terrifically tight bonds.

Wearing a brown leather jacket, black pol...

The saga of the missing racehorse "Slippery Nipple" continues and this time it's the turn of private eye Tony Houston to fall foul in his quest to discover the champion thoroughbred's whereabouts.

Meeting an informant at a shady hotel, Tony is surprised by a gang of criminals who have trussed up the leather-clad detective and left him helpless on the bed. Having left a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door handle as they departed, poor Tony is now completely alone and unable to escape their terrifically tight bonds.

Wearing a brown leather jacket, black polo shirt, skin-tight white jodhpurs, black riding boots and black leather gloves, Tony struggles for his worth but it is of no use... the bondage is simply too tight and thus the defeated detective remains stuck in the rigid ropes as he rolls helplessly around the bed.

Silenced by a white cloth pulled over his mouth, the gagged gumshoe can only grunt and moan as he continues his desperate struggle for freedom.

Testing his bonds, Tony can see that his booted ankles are tightly lashed together with the unforgiving rope as are his knees. He can feel the cords squeeze into his body and appear to tighten as he struggles against them... the more he struggles the more painful it is!

His gloved wrists are tightly secured behind his back and his arms are pinned by his side with more rope that winds around his body and over his chest.

It is a hot day and the fiends have even turned off the airconditioning so Tony is now a hot, sweaty mess. But the equestrian detective isn't about to give up and continues to helplessly roll around, hoping that somehow he can loosen at least one of his bindings.

Alas, it is no good. The ropes are as tight as ever. Tony's only hope now is that one of the hotel's cleaners will eventually ignore the Do Not Disturb sign and find him there... but how long will he have to wait for that to happen???

And by then, the bad guys will be long gone! Looks like the Hunt for Slippery Nipple has claimed another foolish would-be detective...