8:30 video
Vivienne Velvet and i were going for a walk in the Florida woods when we were grabbed and tied up to a tree over looking an old flooded mine. Our arms are bound above our heads and our knees are tied so we are unable to stand or kick our captures. The bad man wraps tape around our heads to muffle our pleads for help as they just watch our struggles silently. We plead and beg with our eyes and mppphs. We try to loosen the ropes but the gravel beneath our knees cuts into us making it very painful to attempt escape. Vivienne and I test every possible way of movement in our strict predicament but to no avail. No one is around except for cameras of the 2 bad woodsman. Our legs get dirty as sweat pores off of us in the Florida heat. When i think we are doomed to be the woodmans wenches, Vivienne ignores the gravel digging into her knees and works on loosening the ropes. We eventually get loose when we think they are not watching as we quickly and quietly remove the last of the ropes and gags from our mouths and run away as they yell from the distance for us to get back here..as we run as fast as we can. I don't think we will be going for a walk anytime soon without company to protect us.