塔蒂动了动，意识在一阵阵疼痛和迷茫中逐渐恢复。灰色的PVC胶带紧紧地勒住她被绑在椅子后面的手腕，并将她的脚踝牢牢地绑在一起。一个巨大的红色球形口塞把她的下巴撑到了极限；浓稠的口水顺着她的下唇流了下来，她发出含糊不清的呜咽声。

她猛地睁开眼睛。恐慌瞬间涌上心头。

她拼命地挣扎，椅子发出嘎吱嘎吱的响声，但丝毫没有松动。束缚似乎反而收紧了。她更加用力地扭动，压抑的尖叫声透过橡胶球传来，唾液像闪亮的丝线一样从她的下巴上甩了下来。

时间一分一秒地过去。精疲力竭让她改变了策略；她试图慢慢地扭动手腕，寻找一丝松动。但没有。新的恐惧再次袭来。她摇晃着椅子，轮子发出吱吱的响声，直到走到门口。她抬起被绑住的双脚，绝望地踢着门把手。门纹丝不动；它被人从外面用楔子卡住了。

沉重的脚步声越来越近。

一个男人走了进来，手里拿着一条穿过的内裤和一卷透明胶带。他绕到她身后。塔蒂的眼睛瞪大了。

他解开了口塞。口塞啪嗒一声掉了下来，口水顺着她的胸口流了下来。还没等她尖叫，内裤就被塞进了她的嘴里，塞满了每一个角落，直到她的脸颊狰狞地鼓了起来。他一遍又一遍地用透明胶带缠绕她的头，每一层都缠得更紧，扭曲着她漂亮的脸蛋。Tatti stirs, her senses returning in a haze of ache and confusion. Grey PVC tape bites into her wrists behind the chair and pins her ankles tightly together. The massive red ballgag stretches her jaw to its limit; thick drool already spills over her lower lip as she lets out muffled, slurred whimpers.


Her eyes snap open. Panic floods in.


She jerks violently against the tape, chair creaking, but nothing gives. The bonds only seem to tighten. She thrashes harder, muffled screams vibrating through the rubber sphere, saliva flicking from her chin in shiny strands.


Minutes pass. Exhaustion brings a change of tactic; she tries to twist her wrists slowly, searching for slack. There is none. Fresh terror surges. She rocks the chair, wheels squeaking, until she reaches the door. Lifting bound feet, she kicks desperately at the handle. It doesn’t budge; the door has been wedged shut from the outside.


Heavy footsteps approach.


A man steps in carrying a pair of worn panties and a roll of clear tape. He circles behind her. Tatti’s eyes widen.


He unbuckles the ballgag. It pops free with a flood of drool that pours down her chest. Before she can scream, the panties are crammed deep into her mouth, filling every corner until her cheeks bulge grotesquely. He winds the clear tape around her head again and again, each layer pulling tighter, distorting her pretty face.