Anjanette's fantasy becomes a reality as she's securely bound to a sturdy chair, her arms and legs spread wide. A thick, black gag is forced between her lips, filling her mouth completely. She tests the gag, her tongue pushing against the leather, trying to find a way to speak. Her eyes dart around the room, taking in the soft lighting and the soft hum of the camera. She tugs at the ropes, feeling the bite of the fibers against her skin. Her breath comes in short gasps, her chest heaving as she waits, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and apprehension.