You’re not Going Anywhere, Rose!
Rose got it because of her secret research which could probably bring a lot of money. She’s on the sofa with already tied hands and slowly awakens.
“Where the hell am I and why the fuck are my hands tied?”
She hears someone talking on the phone about her secret research. Oh no, she kicks off her heels, leaves them on the floor, since she can’t grab them in a hurry with her tied hands leaves the apartment down the hallway and stairs to call for help when a masked man just grabs her at the last minute.
He puts his hand over her mouth and brings the feisty Rose back to the apartment to the bedroom.
Rose stands beside the bed has already tied hands and legs as he puts few pieces of tape over her mouth, breast-ropers her, pushes the feisty Rose on the bed, ties her dirty feet, hogties her, ties her wriggling dirty big toes together.
“I will talk to you later so just hold still!”
Later, Rose was able to free herself from hogtie and toe-tie kneels on the bed as he returns. He takes off the gag, asks her where she has hidden her research, but she tells him to forget it. He puts again a few strips of tape over her protesting mouth, pulls the feet of the fighting Rose down to the frame. He ties her big toes together, adds another sting, and ties it to the bedframe.
“Maybe you give me what I want after some tickling, you like that?”
Rose mumbles something, he starts to tickle her dirty soles. Rose is still feisty, seems that it’s time for no more Mr. Nice Guy.
Rose is bound with her ankles and thighs tied to the table. He ties her big toes tight together, pulls her soles back, and ties them with a thin string to her tied knees to open up her soles. Ties a string to her pinky toes pulls them also back and ties them to her knees to spread her toes. Rose is really helpless now.
“Your last chance, where is the research?”
Rose shakes her head and He puts again few strips over her mouth and starts to tickle and her dirty soles. Rose is really a tough cookie but as he puts some matches between her dirty toes and threatens to light them, Rose finally gives up and tells him that her research is on a memory stick which she glued with some tape under her litter bin in the office.
Rose was able to free herself, she doesn’t find her heels, but what the hell, she just wants to get out and finally call for help. Rose goes down the stairs as she runs right into the arms of the masked man who comes back from her office.
“Well, Rose thank you for your research but I think it’s a little too soon for you to already leave…”
After a little fight, Rose gets overtaken and brought back.
Rose has already tied hands and legs, kneels on the floor, still insults him very badly. He puts few stripes of tape over her mouth to shut her up, breast-ropes her, ties her feet, puts her on the table, hogties her very tight, ties her wriggling big toes tight together. He remarks that Rose still wriggles and spreads her toes.
“Not enough yet? Let’s make sure that you won’t get free too fast!”
Rose rolls her eyes as he grabs another long string, ties all her toes together, adds a sting from her tied toes to her arms. He tickles her feet again. Rose isn’t amused at all.
“This should give me enough time.”
He leaves her alone for the final struggling.
