I sit with my elbows crushed behind my back on a table at an abandoned warehouse. Before the Hunter ties a cleave gag between my lips then rolls me over onto my 26, I bitch and complain about the treatment. While I continue to demonstration her gag he ties and strikes my legs tightly together. He grabs some tape and to stifle my gag speaking and he wraps the tape within my cleave gag. Much more rope is wrapped round shoulders and my chest he then conducts the close of the rope tied and down to my torso ankles. He pulls on the rope tight forcing me. Then there is a chain pulled from an overhead pulley and attached to the rope that was hogtie. He cranks the winch onto the will lifting her chest and then jerking me up into a tight spine arch. He leaves me to struggle on the table. My hands flail around uselessly for the knots binding my ankles, behind my back hoping to reach. He pulls my hands together and returns with more of this white tape. The tape is subsequently wrapped round my hands and wrists, fusing them into the hogtie rope. I’m left helpless at the hogtie that was cruel.