Bound in just my bra, black girdle, and nylon stockings, watch as I struggle in my seated tie! With my wrists bound over my head, all I can do is wiggle and squirm as I kick my stockinged feet - also bound with rope! I can't call for help too well behind my cleave gag, and I continue to wiggle and writhe. Eventually I kick off my heels and you get to gaze at my nylon feet as they curl every time I pull against my binds. Will I ever escape?
