Emma is led into the dark, cold basement, her vision shielded by a new spandex hood that leaves only her mouth uncovered. Paul guides her to the couch where some warmer clothing (and some surprises) are laying. She dons the gear without her eyesight and then is quickly trussed into the first surprise: the straitjacket.

She is an unenthusiastic participant to tonight’s game: How long can she stay bound in the frigid basement? Her legs are tied with rope and much to her displeasure, the arm strap of the straitjacket is looped around the support pole, giving her very limited movemen...

Emma is led into the dark, cold basement, her vision shielded by a new spandex hood that leaves only her mouth uncovered. Paul guides her to the couch where some warmer clothing (and some surprises) are laying. She dons the gear without her eyesight and then is quickly trussed into the first surprise: the straitjacket.

She is an unenthusiastic participant to tonight’s game: How long can she stay bound in the frigid basement? Her legs are tied with rope and much to her displeasure, the arm strap of the straitjacket is looped around the support pole, giving her very limited movement. Paul turns the lights off and leaves the basement for a while only to be so annoyed by her constant yelling that he must come back and make a small adjustment: the panel harness gag. Emma resigns herself to the fact that she will have to spend the rest of the night tightly bound in the basement without the ability to scream for help. At least her jacket will keep her warm.