Li Rong Kui was a young, up and coming model. At twenty three, she was well known in the fetish community on the internet. She was a natural talent, knowing how to react, how to communicate with her body. One thing she learned from the bondage community was that it was all about vocal protests at a bondage video shoot. The audience wanted muffled, erotic moans. Needless to say, she delivered it very well. Li Rong had websites dedicated to her, a huge cult following, indeed. Fans kept sending e- mails endlessly. From time to time she had extreme ones, asking her to perform in private bondage orgies. Others wanted to buy her used underwear. But Li Rong took it easy. It was only a small price to pay for being famous. She was about to make the transition to mainstream. Respected bondage magazines were knocking at her door. Soon the young Chinese girl's dreams would come true. But Li Rong knew it wasn't that easy. She still had to live and pay her rent. In order to do that she had to accept some "odd jobs". She was living alone in a small apartment in Chinatown.



One of the latest jobs, the one she was about go to, was one of those, Li Rong considered to be "odd". A woman named Rose Monet claimed to have seen a live female/ female bdsm feed of hers. She told Li Rong that she ran a bondage website and expressed her admiration for her work. Rose told Li Rong not to worry about the money. She claimed her partner to be a rich eccentric so money was not a problem. Li Rong accepted the job since she needed the money. The session would be a nude/ damsel in distress shoot with light bondage. Li Rong checked the website Rose mentioned. She was a bit startled since the photos on the site depicted strict bondage. The models did a really good job with their expressions, Li Rong thought. Their eyes were wide open above the gags covering their mouths. The terror looked realistic enough.



Li Rong usually went to bondage sessions with a friend to accompany her. But this time, not being able to find someone, she had no chance but to go alone. The oriental beauty looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was a petite beauty with long, brown hair and almond eyes. She liked wearing clothes that helped her mystic woman of the far east image; a tight fitting side slit dress, shiny tan colored pantyhose and open toed, 6'' high heels. She applied her red lipstick and with her purse in hand, she left for the job.



She kept thinking about the new clothes and lingerie she would buy with the money from this session. This woman, Rose, was generous for sure. As she paid the cab driver, Li Rong thought how rundown and depressing the place looked. Expecting a classy hotel, she was a bit disappointed.



"Can't be picky if I want to be a model" she told herself.



Her shoes clicked and clacked on the marble floor as she went inside. The interior lighting was very dim. Rose was waiting for Li Rong in the entrance instead of the lobby. She greeted her and ushered her to the elevator rather quickly. Li Rong thought that was rude. They entered the room, the shoot would take place. Li Rong looked around, the shades were pulled down, the paint on the walls were peeling. There were two open suitcases and a big duffelbag on the double bed. Inside the suitcases were nylon cords, different types of gags, pantyhose, stockings. The digital camera lay next to the duffelbag. On the minibar was the brand of water and snacks Li Rong had asked for. Then Li Rong noticed a man with a handycam in hand, standing in the corner of the room.



"Strange" she thought "Rose told me it would be just me and her"



"That's my partner, Mr. Kruger" Rose introduced Li Rong.



"Hello. I'm Li Rong Kui" she introduced herself.

The man smiled.



"If you're ready." Rose pointed at the bondage gear resting on the bed.



Li Rong forced in a smile as she sat on the edge of the bed. Rose took a pair of pantyhose and cut it in half with a pair of scissors. The ripping sound of nylon made Li Rong feel uneasy.



"Can't be picky" she repeated to herself as Rose pulled Li Rong's hands behind her back and tied her wrists with a piece of pantyhose.