What was it?
The *intimate* tie.
Ms. Demore really didn't like the ropes below her waist.
She was bound by the arms and ankles when she woke up.
They kept her mouth free to protest at first...and then to hear her beg off as they prepared another line of rope.
It looped under her, running against her pussy and tied to both ends of the rope around her waist!

"Make us mad and we'll add some notes down there," one of the guys said, giving it a tug.
"You want that," the other asked sardonically.
She shook her head 'no' quite vehemently!
They laugh and leave the room to get something.
Once they leave, she tries to get to her feet.
She's got to escape!
Natalie does so, but is uneasy on her feet in this tightly bound condition and nearly loses her balance.

She tries to walk.
She gets nowhere.
'Shit- how do I...of course!'
She takes a tentative hop backwards and makes sure that she doesn't fall over.
So far so good.

She began to hop to the nearby door (the opposite of where they exited).
Her tits bounce with each jump.
Nearby, the guys laugh as they film her bondage hopping for their amusement later.
"Let's see how far she gets. Around the pool," one says.
"Not even," the other replies.
How does her 'escape' go?
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