Once her fearful anxiety became too strong, Lucy Foxx phoned her mentor, Dr. Chase, who immediately invited her to his clinic, where he suggested an unusual strategy for diffusing her disturbing emotions -- struggling in bondage. Lucy immediately agreed and soon sat tied-up on a chair in her top and shorts, bound wrists linked to the rope around her knees; the Dr. sealed her lips with duct-tape and encouraged Lucy to examine her feelings while she was bound and gagged. The bespectacled student eagerly complied, then tested the ropework, kicked off her sandals and reached up for her gag. Her troubling thoughts continued after barefoot Lucy moved onto the floor, arms tied behind her, and she twisted back and forth while leaning against the couch; when she began to edge out of the room, her imagination surged until she felt shaken by an earthquake that brought down the ceiling.

The fear of burglars was a primary source of Lucy's anxiety, which she faced once she lay nude, trussed-up and cleave-gagged on her bed; as her tall, slender body rolled from side-to-side, the nervous girl's bare toes reached out for her phone. While she attempted to make a rescue call, however, Lucy seemed to hear noises caused by a burglarizing intruder, to which she responded by leaving the bed and courageously reaching her bedroom door. Still held in bondage, Lucy stood on tiptoe when she looked through the door to relieve her worries by noticing that no one was there.

After admitting that she was afraid of zombies, Lucy dealt with those fears by standing naked, bound and crotch-roped against a door at the end of a dark hallway. Once a duct-tape gag was added by Dr. Chase, she struggled cautiously while rising up on her toes before lowering herself onto the floor after noticing a small pair of scissors that had been placed on a nearby door-handle. Eager to use them against her ropework, excited Lucy edged down the hall until she curled up below the handle and managed to knock the scissors down next to her. Although she didn't succeed in slicing through the bonds, Dr. Chase praised Lucy for her energetic efforts.

When Lucy told him that bondage itself had become a concern, Dr. Chase urged her to attempt another test that she was happy to take. Clad in a sleeveless red minidress, both bound and gagged with duct-tape, she was confined in a bathtub where her vigorous contortions failed to disrupt the tape around Lucy's wrists, ankles and knees. Before long, the latest experiment left her lying bare-breasted, her pussy also exposed, until she rallied to raise her legs over the tub's edge and it became obvious that Lucy had embraced her bondage. After the tape was removed, she asked Dr. Chase to spend the night with her, but he gently declined by reminding Lucy that he had to continue working and help other women to confront their fears.

Petite blonde Gracey Snow was playing with her phone while relaxing on her bed when she heard a strange noise. A moment later, Gracey was confronted by a hooded intruder who seized her when she jumped off the bed, then tied her wrists behind her back and spread her lips with a cleave-gag. After rope was coiled around her chest and her ankles were bound, wide-eyed Gracey lay back on the bed while the stranger searched her apartment. Determined to free herself, the feisty girl strained against her bonds and managed to grasp the phone she hoped would allow her to summon a rescuer. Before Gracey could send a message, however, her vigilant visitor pulled the phone away, then assured her immobility with a hogtie. As she writhed on her stomach, barefoot Gracey murmured in frustration behind her gag and tugged with vigorous futility against the link between her wrists and ankles.

Once her fearful anxiety became too strong, Lucy Foxx phoned her mentor, Dr. Chase, who immediately invited her to his clinic, where he suggested an unusual strategy for diffusing her disturbing emotions -- struggling in bondage. Lucy immediately agreed and soon sat tied-up on a chair in her top and shorts, bound wrists linked to the rope around her knees; the Dr. sealed her lips with duct-tape and encouraged Lucy to examine her feelings while she was bound and gagged. The bespectacled student eagerly complied, then tested the ropework, kicked off her sandals and reached up for her gag. Her troubling thoughts continued after barefoot Lucy moved onto the floor, arms tied behind her, and she twisted back and forth while leaning against the couch; when she began to edge out of the room, her imagination surged until she felt shaken by an earthquake that brought down the ceiling.

The fear of burglars was a primary source of Lucy's anxiety, which she faced once she lay nude, trussed-up and cleave-gagged on her bed; as her tall, slender body rolled from side-to-side, the nervous girl's bare toes reached out for her phone. While she attempted to make a rescue call, however, Lucy seemed to hear noises caused by a burglarizing intruder, to which she responded by leaving the bed and courageously reaching her bedroom door. Still held in bondage, Lucy stood on tiptoe when she looked through the door to relieve her worries by noticing that no one was there.

After admitting that she was afraid of zombies, Lucy dealt with those fears by standing naked, bound and crotch-roped against a door at the end of a dark hallway. Once a duct-tape gag was added by Dr. Chase, she struggled cautiously while rising up on her toes before lowering herself onto the floor after noticing a small pair of scissors that had been placed on a nearby door-handle. Eager to use them against her ropework, excited Lucy edged down the hall until she curled up below the handle and managed to knock the scissors down next to her. Although she didn't succeed in slicing through the bonds, Dr. Chase praised Lucy for her energetic efforts.

When Lucy told him that bondage itself had become a concern, Dr. Chase urged her to attempt another test that she was happy to take. Clad in a sleeveless red minidress, both bound and gagged with duct-tape, she was confined in a bathtub where her vigorous contortions failed to disrupt the tape around Lucy's wrists, ankles and knees. Before long, the latest experiment left her lying bare-breasted, her pussy also exposed, until she rallied to raise her legs over the tub's edge and it became obvious that Lucy had embraced her bondage. After the tape was removed, she asked Dr. Chase to spend the night with her, but he gently declined by reminding Lucy that he had to continue working and help other women to confront their fears.

Petite blonde Gracey Snow was playing with her phone while relaxing on her bed when she heard a strange noise. A moment later, Gracey was confronted by a hooded intruder who seized her when she jumped off the bed, then tied her wrists behind her back and spread her lips with a cleave-gag. After rope was coiled around her chest and her ankles were bound, wide-eyed Gracey lay back on the bed while the stranger searched her apartment. Determined to free herself, the feisty girl strained against her bonds and managed to grasp the phone she hoped would allow her to summon a rescuer. Before Gracey could send a message, however, her vigilant visitor pulled the phone away, then assured her immobility with a hogtie. As she writhed on her stomach, barefoot Gracey murmured in frustration behind her gag and tugged with vigorous futility against the link between her wrists and ankles.

Petite blonde Gracey Snow was playing with her phone while relaxing on her bed when she heard a strange noise. A moment later, Gracey was confronted by a hooded intruder who seized her when she jumped off the bed, then tied her wrists behind her back and spread her lips with a cleave-gag. After rope was coiled around her chest and her ankles were bound, wide-eyed Gracey lay back on the bed while the stranger searched her apartment. Determined to free herself, the feisty girl strained against her bonds and managed to grasp the phone she hoped would allow her to summon a rescuer. Before Gracey could send a message, however, her vigilant visitor pulled the phone away, then assured her immobility with a hogtie. As she writhed on her stomach, barefoot Gracey murmured in frustration behind her gag and tugged with vigorous futility against the link between her wrists and ankles.

Petite blonde Gracey Snow was playing with her phone while relaxing on her bed when she heard a strange noise. A moment later, Gracey was confronted by a hooded intruder who seized her when she jumped off the bed, then tied her wrists behind her back and spread her lips with a cleave-gag. After rope was coiled around her chest and her ankles were bound, wide-eyed Gracey lay back on the bed while the stranger searched her apartment. Determined to free herself, the feisty girl strained against her bonds and managed to grasp the phone she hoped would allow her to summon a rescuer. Before Gracey could send a message, however, her vigilant visitor pulled the phone away, then assured her immobility with a hogtie. As she writhed on her stomach, barefoot Gracey murmured in frustration behind her gag and tugged with vigorous futility against the link between her wrists and ankles.