Poor sophia -- apparently she was unable to escape those frustrating coils and the tape sealing her pursed lips. once again bound and gagged, she sat straining on the edge of a lounge in skimpy green bra and panties before her predicament became more stimulating. after her breasts were fully revealed and an x-shaped duct-tape gag replaced the microfoam, sophia sat back twisting in the lounge's corner and kicking up her bare feet. her final contortions took place as she knelt against that corner, her breasts, soles and bottom all displayed in a manner that hinted at sophia's surprising embrace of her bondage -- was it possible that sage's scheme had won her heart?