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There's nothing quite like dragging a girl in by her hair, tossing her around, and tying her up to make a man's day, especially when it's a young woman like petite and shapely Drea. She's all dressed for a night on the town - little black dress, Cuban stockings, hot pink 6" heels - but Ivan has decided she's not going anywhere tonight, so now she's wearing his rope around her wrists too. She looks too sexy like that to share with anyone else. So before she can argue or say any more nasty things to Ivan, he wraps an arm around her neck and XXXX a big pink ball gag into her mouth. He bends her over the back of the chaise he's set up just for her to buckle the gag in tight, her ass high in the air, her legs flexing and kicking. Standing her back up, he pulls her dress off her narrow shoulders and down beneath her perky little tits, then shoves her far enough back over the chaise that her legs are flailing off the ground while he gets another rope. The rope goes around and around her chest, just an inch or two below her horseshoe nipple rings, and is secured with to her elbows and with a couple of strands over each shoulder. Drea manages to get her feet back under her for a moment, and tries to pull away, but Ivan has a firm hold on the rope, and simply jerks her back toward him. She whimpers as he snugs up the rope and knots it off. There seems even less of a chance she'll get out of this now, even as squirmy as she is - that rope is tight! And it becomes even tighter when he ties her chest off to a rope around the chaise, pulling her forward, her hips over the back of the chaise. What a vulnerable position! Now her toes can barely touch the floor, though with a little wiggling she can press her knees into the back of the chaise and pull on the rope a bit, giving her better traction on the carpet. Seeing another rope in Ivan's hand, she does the only thing she can do, pushing herself and the chaise away from him. But she can only move it so far, and he quickly puts a stop to her minor mobility, lifting her legs off the floor and tying her ankles together while she arches and twists, her head against the seat cushion. Ivan lets her put her feet down one last time while he ties a rope around her waist.

"You enjoying yourself yet, babe?" Not that he really cares if she is or is not. "I'm having a great time." Drea tries to slap his hands away from her ass, but Ivan hardly even notices, instead focusing on lacing the other end of the rope between her ankles and pulling her heels close to her hands, putting her in a dangling hogtie. Now she has absolutely no leverage, and is completely at his mercy. Her distress is almost tangible, grunting and moaning behind the ball gag, trying to stretch and straighten. But Ivan really knows what he's doing, and no matter how hard she struggles, Drea is stuck there until he decides to let her go. As the strain on her joints and chest increases, she begs Ivan to let her down. After considering whether or not she's had enough time like this, Ivan decides to help her out a little, and unties the rope holding her over the back of the chaise, lifts her up over it and dumps her unceremoniously onto the seat. It may not be exactly what she wanted, but it is better than before. Still, Ivan's not done with her yet - he props her up on her knees on the floor, leaning over the side of the chaise. After a couple hours like that, he'll come back and get her. Almost immediately after he walks away, she shifts her weight back on her heels, finally able to breathe again.