With her arms cruelly bound behind her back the Hunter poor hapless Destine down the stairs to the old abandoned basement of the lair. Deep in the bowels of the lair no one can hear her screams as she begs and pleads with him as he leads her deep into the gloomy, dank basement. She is lead to an old machine room where he now gags her with a pair of panties and then wraps layers of vet wrap around her head over her mouth sealing the gag in tight. He turns her around and she screams and grunts in pain as he reties her elbows until they are crush up tightly against each other. Destine is then marched over to an old paint bucket and to step up on top of the bucket. He then attaches her bound wrists to a rope hanging down from the pipes and pulls her hands up high behind her back in a cruelly tight strappado. Destine freezes in horror as she balances precariously on the paint can. He then ties her knees and ankles tightly together and leaves her there struggling to maintain her balance. She realizes that if she loses her balance and falls from the can all her weight will be placed on her shoulders which will twist out of their sockets. Her legs begin to quiver and shake and her body is soaked in her own sweat from the pain, stress and terror. Her pitiful gagged sobs and moans can't be heard by anyone as she is left alone.

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