Sera tries to cut herself free with a knife.

The clock was ticking and Sera didn’t think she could undo the bindings in time, so she urgently tried to figure out a plan B. She searched around her room for something to cut the rope with. She went to her toy trunk and tried to dig around before realizing that her arms were still tied securely behind her back. Being bound, she had to rely on her feet to open the drawers, which was tedious at best. She kicked around her opened toy trunk to see if there were any sharp objects in there, but she was adverse to cutting, so there was no help in there.

As she ran around the room, frantically searching for some sort of tool she could use to free herself. Her closet offered nothing, her bed was even less help. She stamped her foot in frustration as she scanned her desk for even the most basic pair of scissors. Nothing. As she moved around the room, she became increasingly aware of the bindings rubbing up against her body. Every movement was a brush of the fibres against her naked skin, which was especially sensitive down between her legs. Every so often, she had to **** herself to slow down because the sensation was becoming too distracting. She glanced at the clock. She only had two minutes left!

Desperation quickly grew. She had to do something fast or she was going to be all over the Internet! She tried to think of something in the apartment that could cut her loose. Scissors, a box cutter, anything! Her mind went to the kitchen knife! It was outside though and that would risk being seen by Jan…

Sera looked at the clock. 1 minute, 30 seconds left! She had ****! She bolted for the door and tried to unlatch it. Having her hands bound behind her back, she tried to use her teeth to catch the latch and twist it open. She was too short to reach it easily though, so pushed herself up on the tip of her toes and stretched, trying to nudge the metal bar with the top of her head. The more she stretched, the more she could feel her restraining pulling back, digging deeper and deeper into her crotch. She had to muffle a moan and control herself before she could return her attention to the door. The stubborn bolt remained stiff, so she rushed back and dragged her chair over by hooking her foot around it. With the added height, she was finally able to twist the lock with her teeth.

Now she had to get to the kitchen knife without being seen… She took a quick glance at the timer. Only 1 minute left… she had to hurry.

Crouching down to minimize her body, Sera crept out to the kitchen. She peered over at the living room couch to see if Jan was still watching television. Thankfully, her roommate was not there. If Sera was lucky, she was in her room studying or something. With no time to waste, Sera made a beeline for the kitchen counter. The knives were in a wooden knife stand on the counter. Sera wanted to grab the big chopping knife, so she backed up against the counters and pulled herself onto it and fumbled around and reached for the handle.

As she fidgeted about, she thought she heard movement in Jan’s bedroom. Sera froze. If Jan were to come out right this moment, Sera would have a lot of explaining to do. She waited a full second and to her relief, Jan didn’t come out. Sera managed to grasp the end of the blade and, very carefully, dragged it out of its sheath. Gripping it firmly in her right hand, Sera wiggled herself off the counter and quickly pattered back into her room. She closed the door behind her as tightly as she could with her hands tied behind her back.

A quick glance at the timer told her she only had 30 seconds to do this! She moved into an open floor space in the middle of the room and crouched down, trying to make herself as small a package as she could to create some slack in the rope. Doing so gave her the smallest fraction of space below.

Sera was wary of pointing a sharp blade in that area, but it was the only spot she could reach. Nervously, she tilted the blade with the sharp edge pointed down and slipped it behind the dangling length of rope. She felt pressure push back against the blade and breathed a sigh of relief. She had found the rope!

With no time to spare, Sera vigorously sawed at the binding, pushing the knife downward and stretching her body up to **** the rope taut. She strained and grunted as she tried to **** the kitchen utensil through her restraint. She was finding it difficult to keep the blade down, as it wanted to tilt up as the rope pushed back, so she had to **** the blade down using her body. She leaned her crotch into the kitchen tool and applied more even pressure against the rope. It felt weird, having cold steel rub along her slit. Thankfully, it was a thick blade.

Moving her hips in rhythm with her sawing, Sera was on her knees, rocking back and forth. The blade started feeling warm and slick as her juices began to coat its metallic surface. She couldn't understand why it was arousing her so much. Was it the tension from the challenge? The danger of being exposed? The knowledge that the phone was capturing all of this for someone’s later viewing? Whatever the cause, she felt tingles down Sera’s spine and her pussy ached to be touched by her fingers. She began to worry that she would get off before getting loose when, suddenly, she felt a snap! The ropes began to slacken and she could wiggle her arms free. She did it!

Quickly, Sera pulled on the rope so that it would give her enough slack to lift her hands in front of her, so that she could punch in the code for the phone. With her arms freed, Sera dropped the knife and ran up to the timer. It flashed red with zeroes across the screen. She was too late!