Ariel Anderssen – There was no Escaping From the Brutal Reverse Prayer

Leggy blond Ariel has pushed into the living room with her arms twisted up cruelly behind her back in tight reverse prayer. She demands that the Hunter untie her immediately but his response is to push her to the floor and stuff an old rag into her mouth then seals her mouth shut with a layer of white elastic bandage wrapped tightly around her head. He pulls her up onto the sofa and grabs her ankles and ties them tightly together. Ariel continues to bitch and curse through her gag so the Hunter feels that she isn’t sufficiently tied tightly enough. He wraps more ropes around her arms and pulls the ropes tight, pressing her elbows closer together and pushing her hands up high between her shoulders. He gets up and leaves her alone to struggle, telling her that if she can get out the front door then she is free to leave. Ariel looks over at the door from the sofa wondering how she can get the door open but her first task is the crawl a dozen feet or so to the door. She rolls off the sofa onto her hip and then tries to crawl. But her arms are totally useless to her folded up behind her back, her only option is to crawl just using her stiletto heels and her ass. It is a long slow crawl to the door but she finally makes it and looks up at the door handle. How in the world can she possibly reach the doorknob? Ariel screams in frustration into her gag in hopes that someone outside will hear her muffled screams. But the Hunter returns and tells her that since she is still here then she must want to stay awhile. He pulls her away from the door and ties another rope around her tiny waist. The rope is pulled down between her legs as he lifts her pencil skirt up to expose her lacy red panties. The rope is then buried deep in her panties, splitting her pussy in two, then running up to the rope binding her arms. He feeds the rope between her arms then runs it down to her bound stiletto heels. Her legs are bent as he hogties her on the floor. The crotch rope is pulled tighter by the tension of her bend legs as he leaves her alone on the floor to struggle. Ariel can barely move now, about all she can do is roll onto her belly. She can feel her hands pressed up at the back of her head as she struggles sobbing and crying into her gag on the floor.