身穿黑色皮革迷你裙的黛米被紧紧绑在地板上。她的手肘被焊接在身后，脚踝被绑在一起，她只能扭动和呻吟，而口塞遮住了她所有的声音。黛米的呻吟声越来越大，她试图在地板上移动，却发现绳子太紧，限制了她的行动。黛米一边皱眉一边呻吟，她慢慢地向门口靠近，用绳子所能允许的最快速度爬行。黛米花了一点时间翻身，试图抓住脚踝的绳子解开并扭动脚踝。黛米放弃了挣脱脚踝的念头，继续向门口爬去，希望能拿到她的手机。黛米扭来扭去，终于走出了房间，继续向窗台上的手机走去。黛米用头把手机从窗台上撞了下去，然后把手机拿到手边开始拨号。In a black leather mini dress Demi is bound tightly on the floor. Elbows welded together behind her back with her ankles bound together all she can do is wiggle and moan as the panel gag muffles all her sounds. Moaning louder and louder, Demi tries to move herself across the floor only to realize her ropes are so tight that her movements are limited. Wincing and moaning Demi inches her way closer to the door, crawling as fast as the ropes will allow her. Taking a moment to roll over, Demi tries to grab the ankle ropes to untie and wiggle her ankles free. To no avail demi gives up on freeing her ankles and continues to crawl to the door in hopes to reach her phone. Twisting and turning Demi makes it out of the room and continues towards her phone on the window sill. Knocking the phone out of the window sill with her head, Demi gets the phone close to her hands and begins to dial.