I arrive back home from a run and take off my trainers. I walk into the kitchen and what's this!? The rope bandit is back again so soon, I suggest that he ties me up on the floor right here this time. I am now shown hogtied on a grey rug on the floor. I've been gagged with a strip of black tape. I grumble and struggle, pretending be a little damsel for you but I enjoy this so much I can help but moan. I stretch my legs apart and you make sure to get a good close look in between my legs as I shake my ass. Again, once you have spent enough time watching me you leave me to my fate. This is amazing! I continue to enjoy my predicament for a while longer, rolling onto my side and front before eventually managing to escape. He's visited me twice now, that will surly be the last I see of the rope bandit. Or so thought...