Ava is bound, struggling, sweating, with a ball gag stuffed in her mouth. She grunts and whimpers, trying to free herself. She's stretched to her limits with her chest tied to her crossed legs. Drool drips from her mouth. She's retied in a sitting position and her fear of what you're planning shows on her expressive face. Her eyes wide, her top is untied and her breasts exposed. She tries to cover herself, tries to free herself, tries to protect herself, but can only struggle.