Using her Skills

Dana stumbled back to her plush cabin, her extra key hidden on the porch allowed her to get into her home. Once inside, she was able to get to the extra handcuff key and moments of struggling allowed her get the handcuffs off her wrist and have the free use of her arms. The heavy metal ankle shackles that were locked around the base of her breasts, which were now a dark purple, and swollen and super sensitive. Her handcuff key would not work on these heavy duty shackles. Which meant that her breasts were still bound and she had no way to free them, short of calling her Department and admitting that the nasty little bitch up the hill from her had done this to her and totally humiliated her in front of all her friends. She also knew that even if they arrested the bitch, the other girls had taken photo's and video's of her humiliation and ****. Dana knew that such public humiliation would end her career in this Department and she was stuck between a rock and hard place. The only thing she could do was play Tiffany's game and hope the bitch got tired of it and turned her attention to some other girl who offended her or her friends..

Dana was able to strip and get a shower and even get into bed and get some sleep though she quickly learned that rolling over in her sleep caused the heavy metal shackles that were cinched tightly around the base of her swollen breasts cause the weight of the heavy steel shackles to flop to one side, tugging at her sore, swollen breasts painfully and waking her up instantly with the sound of a metallic clank as the shackles slammed together.

Dana was shocked awake when she received a stinging lash across her well displayed ass from the studded riding crop in Tiffany's hands, accompanied by the bitch's laughter and that of two girls she's brought with her.

Bianca and Kylie were two of the arrogant, nasty party girls that had been a major part of Dana's humiliation the night before and seemed even more delighted to be enlisted by their ringleader Tiffany to add to her humiliation and suffering.

The trio of tight designer jean clad arrogant young bitch's each carried a small bag with them and sneered with knowing smiles that made Dana sure her fay was about get a lot worse, than she had first thought.