Carissa Dumond – Bound Carissa & Unhelpful Fayth

I am walking thru a clearing in the woods when I spot a tent and a hear noise coming from it, sounds like something needs help but when I see its Carissa hogtied, barefoot and ballgagged, I definitely am not unhappy about my find. Little does she know just how much I like bare feet and a bound woman. I lead her to believe I will help her but I am in no hurry to unbind her, nor does she know I dont plan on untying her very tightly tied ankles or wrists at all. I do get a great view and touch of her feet, natural not painted toes, and fingers. I untie her hogtie to give her hope in freedom and I even ungag her as we hear her story. She has been tied like this in the tent all night as she was robbed and left to suffer here in the middle of no where. She is very grateful to see me and I her. I continue to touch her very soft feet but she soon starts demanding I untie her completely and I really dont want to hear it. I shove the ballgag back in her mouth making her to drool all over the tent floor. I then have her struggle so I she can help me help her as I place her Sperry slide on shoes back on her feet and have her hop and hop with her ankles and wrists still bound, to my car quite a distance away so I can get her out of here. She gag talks and I keep her upright as she hops thru the field. I then have her sit on the back of the trunk and slide her in on her belly to then retie her hogtie rope insisting that she must stay safe as I transport her. This is the only way to make sure she will be ok. We watch her struggle and get nice close ups of her again bare feet and hands. I close the trunk and we hear her scream thru her gag as she finally realizes I am not here to help her but to continue her peril but in my own personal manner.