I'm visiting a film studio to inspect their health and safety! Dressed in my warm wool coat, black jeans, high heeled boots and rollneck sweater, I'm excited to discover that they're shooting a bondage film today! I can't help asking for a demonstration. The producer ties my elbows together tightly behind my back, and my hands together too. It's all very interesting, and I wander the downstairs of the studio still tied up, checking the exits and heaters, to make sure all's safe. Then the producer leads me upstairs to the film set; I'm curious as to whether there'll be more bondage than this for the actual performers, so the producer ties my ankles and knees to, to make the whole thing a bit more comprehensive. But where IS today's performer? It appears she's not coming! And shockingly, the producer says I'll have to take her place! I start to complain, but he gags me with a huge red ballgag! How incredibly rude! And after a while of struggling furiously, he turns the tie into a tight hogtie, resulting in my barely being able to move at all, cocooned in tight rope and my wool coat!