I have no idea how gorgeous Ayla Aysel wound up handcuffed, her ankles tied together with rope, and her mouth gagged with Star Wars duct tape. She might have done it to herself--she does that to herself sometimes. At any rate, it looks like she doesn't have the key so she is a bit stuck. She tries to slip out of the cuffs but they're on too tight. She hops around the room looking for the key but it's nowhere around. The frustration mounts as she realizes freedom isn't coming anytime soon. When I walk in, she gets a glimmer of hope that is quickly shattered when I leave her, not wanting to i...

I have no idea how gorgeous Ayla Aysel wound up handcuffed, her ankles tied together with rope, and her mouth gagged with Star Wars duct tape. She might have done it to herself--she does that to herself sometimes. At any rate, it looks like she doesn't have the key so she is a bit stuck. She tries to slip out of the cuffs but they're on too tight. She hops around the room looking for the key but it's nowhere around. The frustration mounts as she realizes freedom isn't coming anytime soon. When I walk in, she gets a glimmer of hope that is quickly shattered when I leave her, not wanting to interrupt her play. Now all she can do is hope she can find that key.