Hood over my head, tied down tight in nothing but my knee high socks, I had to get out. I didn’t know what could happen with my little ass out and vulnerable, so I struggled and pulled all I could against the rope. No matter what I did, it was futile, but I had to keep trying to break free. I’ll bend and squirm every which way to try and find some way out, but the ropes just keep getting tighter. Unable to see, the fear keeps creeping in that someone will pounce on this pretty prey and no matter how I fight it, I cannot break my bondage. What would you do if you found me like this? Would you watch my struggle, free me or do you have something else in mind?
