Jennifer struggles to escape, but the tight armbinder concealing her arms in tight bondage paired with the matching leather hood wrapped around her head put up a fight that Jennifer could never win. A set of rusty shackles and chains adorn her neck and ankles, tethering poor Jennifer to her cold and dark concrete quarters. A confining space from which she would never leave. A treacherous existence for a beautiful young lady who formerly had everything she could have ever wanted in life, but presently could never again obtain the most basic of rights. Freedom.
