Cici Rhodes lies on the floor, bound, gagged and blindfolded. Cyd Black watches her, silently. She can almost sense his presence in the room, although she couldn t tell you how. She struggles feebly against the bondage. The only way she is going anywhere is if Cyd decides to move her, and every time he does she instantly wishes that he would let her go back. Every position comes with a new torment.
