What is her training?
First part- tight, TIGHT bondage.
Taken to an abandoned looking building after a long run, Jenni is tied super-tight.
She is given no 'wiggle room' or ability to struggle.
The man ties her arms super-tight!
Who is this obsessed with tying someone up so tightly?

The logic is simple- make the slave question everything.
Make them run in bondage- that's bad.
Make them stay absolutely-still in bondage- that's bad.
What do they want then?!?
After leaving her helpless there for a good twenty minutes to question every choice she's made in the lead up to this moment, the man returns.
"Are you comfortable, my dear," he says, turning her around to face him.
Her face says it all.

"That's a shame. I was hoping that we could be friends."
Jenni does not enjoy his sardonic comments.
"Well, you have two choices- we can make another run through the Jungle or you can stay here.
I wonder how you'll do with two rocks."
Jenni is no hurry to experience that again.

Jenni mutters her response through her rope gag.
Her mobility is so limited by said rope that even that is hard.
"Tell you what- just nod your head if you want to stay like this."
Jenni can't even do that. He knows it.
"I think that counts. I'll be back in about 2 hours."
He laughs and leaves Jenni tied up super-tightly. There's no escape from the ropes or her self-doubt.

Bad day.
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