"The attic would make an interesting locale for a photo shoot. Wouldn't you agree?" typed the photographer in an online message, who had worked once with Kyra before and gained a basic level of trust. After seeing some "set pictures", both Kyra's vanity and artistic drive had her soon lured up the ladder, to that place where nobody goes. As he took a few photos, he showed her how she looked on the viewscreen of his camera. She was quite pleased with what she saw. After about 50 "artistic" shots were taken, he noted that the A-frames comprising the attic were aesthetically pleasing, and suggested a little damsel-in-distress "roleplay". Without thinking about it, Kyra agreed. As she was soon trussed up to the arches beyond movement, gagged, and the ladder went back up into the attic, she knew she had made an enormous mistake.