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Ivan has a fiesty little devil this time! GG fights him all the way in, punching and kicking at Ivan, who shrugs each tiny hit off as if she were a mosquito buzzing around his head.  He turns her around and throws her against the wall, knocking the breath out of her and getting an "ow." "Quit fighting so much, and it won't hurt as much, will it?"  GG says "no!" more as a protest to him tying her elbows than an answer to his question.  To emphasize her point, she throws back elbows at him, kicks her heels up and nearly scores a hit.  Despite the close call, Ivan continues wrapping rope around her arms until he tugs it and it doesn't move - GG has grabbed onto the rope.  "Let go of the rope, honey."
"Let go of me, honey!" GG retorts.  Rather than comply, Ivan slams her against the wall again, and she loosens her hold on the rope, grabbing his shirt instead.  Ivan jerks that out of her hand and pushes her against the wall with his hip, but the woman keeps fighting, trying to stomp on his toe with her stilettos.  Ivan just laughs, "Honey, how much do you weigh? You'd have to weigh a lot more to hurt my foot."  He knots the rope at her elbows and steps back a moment.
"Ok, please!" GG starts.
"Please what?"
"Let me go!" she begs.
"Go where?"
"Anywhere!"
She sounds so pitiful and desperate, Ivan replies, "Ok, you get your wish - go right there." He shoves her into the corner.
"No, please, no!" Ivan ignores her and turns to get another rope.  "Please, there's a spider up there, I see a spider! Please!"
Amused that she almost seems more afraid of the spider than of him, Ivan offers, "Where's the spider, want me to bring it down?"  GG shrieks, "No!" so Ivan shifts her back to the right and starts the next rope around her chest.  The top few buttons of her blouse have already come undone with all her struggling, and the rope just highlights her lovely cleavage.
"Ok, stop, let's talk about this, please." GG grips the hem of Ivan's shirt again.
"Let go of my shirt, woman - it's doing you no good - nothing but stretching my shirt out and irritating me."
"Come on, I'll do anything - just let me go!"
"Anything?"
"Yes!"
"Anything I want? Ok, turn around, stay right there - that's what I want."  He continues tying the rope above her breasts.
"Come on you psycho fuck! Ow, stop!"  GG brings her knee up, trying again to land a hit.  "Someone's coming!" She tries again, but her tight skirt limits her range of motion.
"First of all," Ivan tells her, "I don't think you're going to get your knee that high.  Second, I'm protecting it.  Third, if you do, you're just going to piss me off!" She's already annoying enough!
"You're hurting me! This hurts, you psycho fuck! I can't move!"
"You're moving a lot for someone who can't move!"
"Stop!" She starts to lean over and bites the hem of his shirt and the white cloth sticking out of his pocket.
Ivan laughs. "I can't stop, honey - know why? Because I'm a psycho fuck!" Ivan mocks her. She pulls the cloth out of his pocket, and he asks, "You want that?"  GG realizes what it's for just a little too late, and protests as he puts it between her teeth. "You were the one asking for it, you went in my pocket and got it!" He ties it in tight.  "You're looking pretty sexy there."
"Ok stop," she says through the gag.

"I'll stop when you stop!" He doubts she'll ever stop fighting.
"Ok!"
"You stopping?" She agrees. "Completely? Not going to kick me anymore? You promise?"
GG begs pitifully, "Please let me go. I can't do this. I want to go home." She grabs the rope again.
Ivan is getting tired of this game. "Let go of the rope, or I'll break your fingers off."  With that threat, GG lets go, and Ivan ties her wrists to her waist, and hooks the rope under her skirt, hiking it up, showing off more of her legs and centering the rope on her crotch, tying it off at the front of her waist.  Before he gets it knotted off, she's already trying to knee him again, but this time he blocks it a little harder than usual, hurting GG. "I told you to stop trying to kick me."
"Stop, please," she tries again.
"Ok, I'll stop tying your arms up..." GG starts to thank him, but he continues, "And start tying your legs." He lifts her off her feet, puts her on the floor, and gets another rope while she scoots around on the floor, sliding closer to kick at him, then backing off as he brings the rope close.  He flips her over, ropes her ankles as she squirms helplessly, then moves up to her knees, bracing her feet against his thigh so when she tries to straighten her legs, she's only flexing her muscles.
"You fucking asshole! Let me go!"
She's nearly all tied up on the floor, rolling around while Ivan brings just one more rope out and another cloth to stuff in her mouth since she still hasn't shut up.  He tapes it in with several wraps of clear medical tape.  "Look on the bright side, honey, we're almost done. One more rope and I will leave you alone for a while." He ropes her ankles off to her chest for a tight hogtie, eliciting a whimper from poor GG. "Ok, just lie here, enjoy yourself for a while. I'll be back."
GG rolls around on the floor, moaning and groaning, flexing her legs and whimpering.  When Ivan comes back, she squeals behind her gag.  "Want me to let you go?" GG doesn't even bother to answer, knowing her answer won't make a difference. "Maybe tomorrow, next week... maybe next month.  We'll see."  He picks her up off the floor and throws her hard over his shoulder.  Her squeal of terror amuses him, so he rotates around, tipping her just a bit further, asking, "Got all your stuff?" She gives a muffled scream again as he tilts her.  With a smile, Ivan says, "Ok, let's go."