| Annoyed at this turn of events, she twists her wrists and tries to pull her hands free while her mind races. "What the fuck is all this? Let me loose before you develop the pictures, pencil dick! I can't stand here like this, you idiot!" Closing her fists, she strains and rotates her wrists as far as possible in each direction. Her hands now open and close, trying to stretch her wrist muscles and the wrist rope so carefully applied. There is no give whatsoever. The sound of rope against twisting leather can be faintly heard. In a few moments Lucy realizes that she has been tricked and trapped by a man meaning to capture her, and her struggles become real and furious. A low, guttural growling escapes her throat. Her eyebrows arch into a V, her head shakes violently back and forth, and her hands and fingers try to pull at her wrist rope, without success. The rope that she foolishly allowed him to apply is doing its job too well. The woman cannot pull her hands free of it, c...
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