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Cara suddenly found her self **** to her knees. Invisible padded schackles bound her wrists. She struggled vainly to free herself.

"Yes, struggle is good," said the voice "I like a girl with spirt!"

Cara fought more, but her wrists were aching.

Suddenly her ankles were pulled apart and seemingly latched to an invisible bar that kept her legs spread, her hands were pulled through her legs and her wrists attatched to the bar.

Her face was now on teh floor. Drool leaked out besides the ball gag.

She felt a very stinging smack on her ass. "She yelped in pain into the gag."