"Ready to talk yet?" Crystal has been limited to a small radius from the wall by a rope tied around her neck, her wrists tied, ball gag filling her mouth, whimpering as she paces the restricted space. Ivan pulls her over by the neck rope, but she is still stubborn and won't talk. "I guess we'll have to get a little worse on you then, get a little more persuasion going." He shifts the other end of her noose from where it's hooked to the stud in the wall to a hook hanging from the ceiling. "Just one little name stops all this," he reminds her, pulling it up. This only seems to piss her off, and she angrily snaps, "No!" from behind the gag. Alright, time to up the ante then. "How's your balance honey? Put your legs together." Ivan pushes her knees together and wraps a rope around them. "Getting scared now?" He cinches the rope tight and knots it securely. "Kinda hard to stand up now, isn't it?" It's about to get a lot harder - he has another rope for her ankles. Crystal tries not to move much, carefully shifting her weight from foot to foot.
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