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There I was - hogcuffed, ballgagged, and absolutely furious. My signature red curls are a mess around my face as I thrash against the ropes, drool soaking the gag while I glare daggers at you. No explanations. No mercy. Just you watching me struggle like the helpless little fox I've become. Will my furious wriggling turn you on? Will begging through the gag only make you laugh? Or will you finally tell me why you've tied me up like this?