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"You've been bad, hon, and since you've been bad, we're going to have to teach you a lesson."  Ivan pushes Hannah into the room ahead of him.  She had been blindfolded on the way over so she's disoriented and scared, especially when Ivan grabs her wrists and starts winding a rope around them.
"I'm sorry, please, just let me out, I won't do it again!"
Ivan reminds her how it's supposed to be. "I tell you to do something, you do it.  I don't care if you think it's legal, if you think it's fair, you think it's fun or right, you do what I tell you to do."
"Okay, alright, I will, fine, please just let me go!"  Ivan knows that after he's done with Hannah, she won't screw up again, but he's not going to let her off without the full experience.  At least, if she does it another time, she won't be around to do it again.  This is just a warning - a very severe warning. After knotting off her wrists, he pulls another rope from where they hang on the wall and starts it around Hannah's tiny waist.  She suddenly decides to fight back, and starts pulling away from Ivan, jerking on the rope.  Ivan just yanks her back and continues to tie her while she protests, "You can't do this!"  It's going to happen whether she fights or not, and she might want to conserve her energy for later - she might need it.  Hannah whimpers. 
"How long can you stand on one foot?" Ivan asks.  That doesn't sound good to Hannah - she doesn't know how long and doesn't want to find out - but her opinion doesn't matter right now.  "You don't piss me off, and I won't have to hurt you."
"I'm sorry, I really am, I won't do it again."
"I know you're sorry, but you'll be more sorry by the time I'm done."  He loops the rope around her chest to a hook hanging from the ceiling and drags Hannah into place.  "That'll hold you for a while - don't want you falling down on me." Hannah stares wide-eyed at the hook and starts to freak out about whatever Ivan has planned for her.  She tries to slip her wrists out of the rope, but no matter how hard she pulls, she can't get loose.  She starts to beg and plead again, but Ivan doesn't want to hear it any more, and he has a solution to keep her quiet - a nice black ball gag.  It somehow makes her sexier.


Next a rope around her right ankle, just to make things interesting.  Hannah whimpers and whines behind the gag, but she's the one who messed up, and she has to pay for it with a little suffering.  Ivan tells her to lift her foot, pulling the rope up to the hook above her head.  He was serious about the standing on one leg!  Hannah moans and flexes her legs.  Ivan explains the situation - she fucked up once already, but if she does it again, he'll put a rope around her neck instead of her chest and see how long she can stand on one leg then.  Hannah hops around and twists and shifts her weight, trying to find the best position, flexing her legs, leaning on the rope around her chest.  After a few moments of watching her struggle, Ivan steps in again and spices up his view, making her just a little more uncomfortable by unbuttoning her blouse beneath the rope and pulling her tits out, then lets her long beautiful hair down.  Now as she moves, her tits bounce and her hair is tossed around.  Ivan encourages her to imagine what it would be like if the rope were around her neck, how quickly her leg is getting tired, and how hard it would be to hold herself up... after another few minutes of letting her imagination run wild, Ivan lets her leg down, asks her if she thinks she'd be dead by now if that rope had been around her pretty little neck.  He grabs a fist full of her hair and leans in close. "You going to listen to me from now on? Do exactly what I tell you to do?" Hannah vigorously agrees.  "Alright, I'll tell you what - put your legs together."  She starts to whine again as he ties her ankles together, but he shushes her.  "You said you'd do what I told you, I'm telling you to be quiet." She's obviously still afraid - but fear is educational.  He unties her chest from the hook, allowing her to stand up straight again - but he's not letting her go yet.  "I'm going to leave you tied up the rest of the night just so you understand what's going on." Hannah groans. "But isn't this a lot better?" She's not hanging on the hook anymore.  "I'll take you in the other room and put you to bed.  Tomorrow we'll let you go, okay?"  He lifts her over his shoulder.  "Alright honey, you'll be okay."  At least, if she does what she's told.