She strained, stretched, squirmed with her legs, trying, struggling, fighting to get them free with all her might.
“Nggmmph!” She pulled her legs and twisted her hips, desperately trying to work her bound ankles free.
She was rewarded, finally, when she felt the ropes loosen, and her high-heeled feet came apart so quickly she almost lost her balance and rolled onto her back.
“Hmmph!” Ada mewled, triumphantly, through her gag.
Her mouth was stuffed to bulging with more than one wadded rag, and her lips were smothered and sealed in multiple strips of sticky, wide tape, smeared over her face.
Wasting no time, Ada struggled uneasily to her feet, balancing on her high-heels somewhat precariously without the use of her arms, since they were tied so tightly behind her back. Her wrists and elbows were cinched tightly with coarse rope, and more was wound above and below her chests, around her arms.
Idly, she wo