Taken by surprise, Jina was brought into the house by some unknown attacker. She woke up and found herself lying on the sofa. She gives in to the excitement of the unknown, her heart pounding in her chest and adrenaline coursing through her veins.

The attacker silenced her by sealing her mouth with silver duct tape, tying it tightly and pressing it securely against her skin. Jina's eyes widened in a mixture of shock and excitement, the thrill of being overpowered sending shivers down her spine.

Bound tightly with the smooth gray ribbon, she felt herself succumbing to a sense of restraint, each turn of the ribbon a painful reminder of her vulnerability. Her struggles only increased her arousal, and the tight bond increased the rush of adrenaline pulsing through her veins.

As the intruder disappeared into the darkness, Jina's mind raced with anticipation, her senses heightened by a mixture of fear and desire. Every moment she sank deeper into the delicious agony of her captivity, and the tightness of the tape was a constant reminder of her helplessness.

But she decided that she had to try to do something to save herself. She began to try to get up, but it was very difficult for her. She tries step by step. And now she finally manages to get out of bed. But then he returns

When the masked intruder returned and saw his toy Jina trying to escape, Jina's pulse quickened with anticipation. With a mixture of apprehension and excitement, she submitted to his whims, her muffled protests muffled by the silver band covering her mouth.

Wrapped in layer upon layer of sticky bandage, she succumbed to the feeling of being surrounded by darkness, her world reduced to the confines of her own mind.

The attacker took her in his arms very easily and she realized that she was powerless. He moved her to another place to see that she was his toy in his hands. Jina pulled out and then escaped captivity, but the criminal was simply playing his game with her. He placed it either on the kitchen table or on the floor under the stairs

And when he got tired of playing with it, he put it in the laundry room with the rest of the linen. The criminal closed the door and locked the door. There was fear in Jina's eyes. Left alone in the silence of her confinement, Jina found herself overcome by a heady mixture of fear and desire.

B*NDAGE FEAR: TAPE T*RMENT, BOUND STRUGGLING

BNDAGE FEAR: TAPE TRMENT, BOUND STRUGGLING