In the dim light of the wall-inset lamps, Amanda struggled and grunted into her gag. Hanging upside down and with a wave of nausea rolling in her head, she could witness the five strangers stepping into the room. The time could be some hours after midnight, she figured: still pitch dark outside, but the newly entered men grabbed her attention as she gauged them from her inverted frog perspective. Two of them wore denim jackets and cattleman boots, they all looked muscular and big-boned,. surely well endowed cockwise too, she thought. As the tall guy spoke and explained they might end up in jail unless they accepted the men's terms, she shivered but very soon she had the whiff of that he was bluffing. Dammit, of course he was blackmailing them.
Amanda wanted to call out "No! wait a minute!" but her soft grunt made nothing of the kind. And Miriam, too, was powerless to say anything. Feeling fright seizing her, Amanda flailed with her hands, drew for breath and tried again to push herself up as if it would help. "hey, I think girlie's getting frisky" one of the guys tossed out. We'd better truss her hands in place.
Walking behind her, he grabbed her hands and forced them together. "No! Nnngh!!" - her muffled grunts came out unsteadily as he lashed rope around her left wrist and then cross-tied her hands behind her. "Will you listen bitch, we're giving you and your friends a fair deal - what is one night against life in prison and a wasted education?" he said in a crisp, commanding voice, tugging her hair to make his point. Miriam sobbed under her ring gag as she saw it; and Amanda, half exhausted, felt the humiliation like a boot in the face. Hanging tensely upside down, she saw the dude walking over to the wall and pressing a switch. Suddenly the chains holding the bar came to life and her body was pulled upwards. Amanda growled into her gag as she was lifted, but her head settled about five feet above the floor.