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starring Illustrious Rogue
bondage, damsel in distress, tied up, high heels, upskirt, shiny satin, eye glasses, rope, tied up, tied elbows, caged, cleave gag, on screen gagging, chicken wing, hogtied, struggling, BDSM
Rogue awakes laying on a hard wooden cot dazed and confused, she pulls at her arms only to discover that they are strictly bound behind her back. She can feel her elbows kissing together and the tight ropes slicing into the soft flesh around her upper arms and more ropes biting deep into her slender wrists. She calls for help as she struggles to sit up. She looks around to see that she is locked in a small cell with a wire mesh cage door. She struggles to her feet and goes over to the door and pushes. Sure enough it is locked, she can't see much of what is outside of the cell, there are no windows only the caged door. She calls for help again as she pulls at her arms desperate to get free of the tight ropes. But her arms are tightly fused together and the thin satin sleeves of her blouse offer her no protection from the cruelly tight ropes. Rogue returns to the cot to think, but she can't remember anything about last night and she has no idea how long she was out or where she is. All she knows is she needs to get out of this cell and try to get free of the tight ropes. Rogue returns to the cell door and pushes on it again but it doesn't move. She looks through the cage to see the door latch, the door doesn't seem to have a lock, if only her arms were free maybe she could snake her fingers down to the door handle and get it open. Still she has to try, Rogue feels her way with her numb finger through the cage trying to reach the latch, but it is futile, she stomps her feet in frustration and calls for help again. She finally hears someone approach and retreats into the call. A brute comes to the door and opens it, Rogue begs and pleads with the brute, wanting to know why she is being kept bound and locked in this cell. She desperately wants her arms free of the horrid ropes and will do anything to get him to untie her. But the brute is in no mood for her begging and crying. He clamps his beefy hand over her mouth then fishes into his pocket and pulls out an old rag. He stuffs the rag deep in her mouth then produces a roll of white elastic bandage. He pulls the bandage between her lips and wraps it tightly around her head, sealing and packing the rag deeper into her mouth. She sobs and cries into her gag as he pushes her to the cot then ties her slender ankles tightly together and more ropes are wrapped around her knees and cinched tightly together. With her legs now fused together in rope he pulls her to her feet and checks the knots holding her wrists and elbows. He tightens the knots then pushes her back onto the cot and leaves the cell. Rogue sees that the cell door is now left open and she debates whether she should try to hop out of the cell and try to escape, but she has no idea what awaits her outside of the cell and doesn't know how far the brute is from the door. She decides that she couldn't get far and would probably make things worse for her if she got caught trying to escape. Then the brute returns with more rope, he pulls her to her feet and as she struggles to maintain her balance on her bound stiletto heels, he wraps ropes around her shoulders then runs the rope down her spine and between her bound wrists. Rogue bites down on her gag as her poor arms are jerked up into a strict chicken wing, with her elbows pushed up and out from her back and her hands pulled up to the small of her back. He then wraps the ropes around her tiny waist and cinches her wrist to the small of her back. Rogue's poor arms are totally useless to her now, fused together in the tight ropes and twisted up into a brutal chicken wing. He then pushes her back down onto the hard wooden cot and ties another rope between her tightly bound elbows. Her legs are bent and her feet pulled up close to her elbows as he feeds the rope between her bound stiletto heels. The ropes is jerked tight forcing her to arch her back as her stiletto heels a pulled up close to her elbows. He ties off the knots and then as he turns to leave he laughs and tells her to go ahead and try to escape now. Rogue is left totally immoblized in the brutally tight, back arching, chicken wing hogtie. She doesn't dare try to move in fear of falling off the wooden cot. She sobs and cries into her gag in disbelief at being left in sure a horrible predicament.