Pretty German tourist Afsana struggles in the lair bound and gagged. A big red ballgag is jammed between her teeth and her poor arms are twisted up behind her back in a cruel reverse prayer. Ropes circle her arms pushing her elbows in close behind her back forcing her hands up high between her shoulder blades. Her arms are attached to a chain hangind down from an overhead pulley to keep her from wandering off. The Hunter comes in with a spreader bar and ties it to her ankles, spreading her legs wide apart. More rope are then wrapped around her arms, just above her elbows and pulled tight forcing her hands even higher up between her shoulder blades. More rope is tied around her slender waist then pulled down between her legs and buried deep in her panties. He pulls the rope tight cleaving her pussy in two and then tied off at her belly. Afsana then watches as the Hunter runs another rope up through another overhead pulley and ties one end of this rope to her crotch rope. She then watches in horror as he ties two heavy gallon cans of paint to the other end of the rope. He places the paint cans on a steel drum across the room and balances the paint can precariously perched on the edge of the barrel. Afsana tries not to move in fear of upsetting the balance of the paint cans. But the Hunter comes back over to her and tells her not to move, then to her dismay he begins to spank her ass with his hand. Afsana fights desperately the urge to flich and move as he spanks her ass. But her will power weakens as her poor ass stings with each swat on her ass. She screams into her gag as she watches the paint cans slip off the edge of the steel drum and fall to the floor. But the rope pulls the paint cans up short of hitting the floor and the weight of the heavy paint cans jerks the crotch rope deep inside her pussy. She begs and pleads through her gag for the Hunter to help her. He grabs the swinging paint cans and laughs as he lift them high in the air and threatens to drop them. Afsana pulls deperately at the ropes but there is no escape she is at his mercy. She watches as he once again balances the paint can on the steel drum. They wobble on edge as she sobs and cries into her gag in terror that they are going to fall again. Her whole body trembles and shakes from the stress of the bondage position with her legs spread so wide apart in stiletto heels. The Hunter comes back and spanks her ass again. Afsana screams, begs and cries through her gag as she watches the paint cans shift and wobble everytime she moves. Finally the spanking is too much and she flinches again and watches the paint cans fall off the steel drum. They reach the end of the rope and swing as they jerk her crotch rope deep into her pussy again. The Hunter tells her that she shouldn't have moved and laughs as he walks away leaving her helplessly bound, the crotch rope slicing deeper into her pussy with each swing of the paint cans.