Her breaths quickened. Each time she shifted, the neck rope constricted, keeping her still, utterly helpless. The room seemed to close in around her as she lay there, bound in erotic submission, only able to moan softly, her drool dripping onto the surface below.
Every inch of her was wrapped in ropes, from her ankles—tied to her wrists—to her toes (and connected to the ball gag), each struggling movement causing the rope around her neck to pull tighter.