我们看到黑发美女 Ziva Fey 趴在地上，被绳子牢牢绑住，嘴里塞着球，膝盖也被绑住了。她穿着黑色紧身裤和粉红色无袖上衣，画着埃及艳后般的眼妆，似乎她正计划着度过一个有趣的吸血鬼之夜，但她却躺在渐渐消逝的午后阳光下，被紧紧地束缚着，在地毯上扭动着。Ziva 赤脚，漂亮而灵活的脚趾上涂着粉红色的指甲油，与她扭动的手指上的指甲油相得益彰。她挣扎着，翻身侧卧，然后仰卧，踮起脚尖，用手指拉着绑住她的绳子，但没能成功逃脱。她在地上扭动着，喘着气，叹着气，通过我们细致的镜头——镜头拉近她那张叛逆的脸，或者后退，从上方展示她的全貌——我们感受到了她被束缚的无助，想知道谁会来救她，什么时候……We see brunette Ziva Fey on her tummy, securely rope hogtied and ball-gagged, with her knees tied too. In black leggings and a pinkish sleeveless top, with Cleopatra-like eye makeup that suggests perhaps she was planning on a fun vampy evening, instead she lays in the waning afternoon light writhing around the carpet in tight bondage. Barefoot, with pink polish on her pretty and flexing toes that matches the polish on her wiggling fingers, Ziva struggles and rolls onto her side and then her back, arching herself up on tiptoes as her fingers pull at the ropes that hogtie her, but not succeeding in making any headway toward escape. She writhes on the floor, panting, sighing, and through our detailed camerawork–which comes in close on her defiant face or moves back to show the whole picture of her from above–we get a sense of the helplessness of her bondage predicament, and wonder who will come to rescue her, and when…