Synopsis: Sadie Royce have to go through a very particular trial, in order to prove she didn't take part in the robbery of her house, as a part of insurance scam. To prove that, her lawyer will come up with a crazy idea that won't make Sadie happy.

It wasn't being a nice week for Sadie Royce. Not only she had suffered a home invasion robbery, where a burglar broke into her house and took her belongings, leaving her bound and gagged on the carpet of her living room, but now, she had been sued by her insurance company, since they believe it had all been a fraud, and that she had taken part in the robbery to take the money.

Sadie was a middle-aged redhead woman. She was beautiful, tall, gorgeous and elegant. She was wearing some tight black jeans and a red blazer over a white blouse.

So, in the middle of the trial, Sadie could feel nothing but terrified, thinking about how ridiculous the whole situation was.

Her attorney, a young and sharp-tongue woman named Martha, had done her best to present her side of the story, but the jury was as cold as ice, not even bothering to hide their skepticism. The prosecutor, on the other hand, was a seasoned veteran, who knew exactly how to twist her words and make her look guilty. Her heart raced as he approached her with a smug smile, ready to continue his cross-examination.

Martha had been preparing a surprise, though. A bondage expert had been waiting outside the courtroom. She had a plan that would hopefully prove Sadie's innocence beyond any doubt.

"Your honor," Martha began, her voice clear and composed, "I would like to introduce an unconventional piece of evidence to corroborate my client's account of the events." She gestured towards the door. "If it pleases the court, I would like to bring in Mrs. Laura Martins, a renowned authority on bondage safety and technique."

The judge raised an eyebrow.

"Mrs. Martins, I'm all ears," he said, his curiosity piqued.

Martha nodded at the bailiff, who opened the door to reveal a slightly nervous-looking woman in her late thirties, with piercing blue eyes and long blonde hair. She walked in, carrying a large case with the confidence of someone who had been in this situation before.

Sadie's eyes widened in shock.

"You can't be serious," she whispered to Martha.

"Trust me, Sadie," Martha replied, her voice a calm, reassuring murmur. "After this, not a single jury in the world would find you guilty."

Martha addressed the judge.

"I'd like to represent the situation miss Royce here was found that day. That way, there won't be any doubt she would have never gone through something like this voluntarily".

"Rachel, have you gone crazy?" Sadie asked.

"The accused will remain silent!!" The judge said. "I find this proposition rather unusual, but I honestly think it could be of some use. So, yes. Go ahead, lawyer".

"Your Honor, I'd like to call Jessica Hampton to the stand".

Jessica Hampton was Sadie's neighbor, who found her in her predicament and freed her from the ropes. She addressed the stand before the audience's attention.

"Jessica," Martha began, her gaze unwavering, "Could you tell the court exactly how you found Ms. Royce when you entered her house that evening?"

Jessica swallowed hard, her eyes darting to Sadie's.

"Well, I found her on the floor, in her living room. She was bound with ropes, tied in a very... uncomfortable way."

"Could you specify that uncomfortable way?" Martha insisted.

Martha turned to the jury, her expression serious.

"Your honor, if it would help clarify Jessica's testimony, I'd like to request that Mrs. Martins bind Ms. Royce exactly as she was found, with the same ropes if possible, to demonstrate the authenticity of the crime scene."

The room was silent as Jessica approached the stand, her eyes never leaving Sadie's. She nodded solemnly and began her detailed recount of that fateful evening.

"Her fists were taped up separately. The rope was coarse and bit into her skin, looping around her wrists, several times. It was tied in a complex knot, one that looked more like a work of art than something a burglar would leave behind in a hurry." Jessica spoke calmly, but her words painted a vivid picture of the horror Sadie had endured. "There were ropes all around her body. Wrists, elbows, waist to her wrists, thighs, knees, calves and ankles". Jessica kept explaining. "She was laying on the carpet on her living room, face down, and her ankles were bound to her elbows".

"Miss Martins, could you please bind miss Royce as the witness has described?"

"Indeed" came the bondage expert response.

"Your Honor, please, don't...".

"Silence!! Miss Martins, please, go on".

Mrs. Laura Martins, the bondage expert, approached the stand with a look of professionalism that seemed almost out of place in a court of law. She opened her case and took out the rope that matched the one used in the crime scene. Sadie felt a cold sweat break out on her forehead.

Laura began by looping the rope around her wrists, tying them firmly together. She was gentle but methodical. The jury leaned in, their expressions a mix of fascination and disbelief. The tension in the room was palpable as Laura continued her work, tying Sadie's elbows and the moving down to her legs.

With each pull of the rope, Sadie felt a surge of panic, but she bit her lip and held still, willing herself to stay strong. Her eyes met Jessica's, who offered a sad but determined nod of encouragement. Laura worked quickly and efficiently, tying her into the same hogtie position she'd been found in. The ropes dug into her skin, but she gritted her teeth, trying to believe that this was actually for her defense.

Martha stepped back and surveyed the scene with a critical eye, ensuring everything matched the description.

"Miss Hampton, would you say this is, more or less, how you found miss Royce?"

Jessica swallows as she analyzes her neighbor.

"Well, it is, but..."

"Jessica, don't".

"Objection, Your Honor!" claimed the prosecutor. "The accused is trying to influence the witness".

"Sustained. Miss Royce, please, this will be your last warning. Miss Hampton, go on".

"Well... she was gagged, too".

"And how was miss Royce gagged?" inquired the lawyer.

"Her face was wrapped with duct tape and her mouth was... stuffed".

Jessica paused, her cheeks reddening slightly. The prosecutor leaned in, eager for more detail.

"How was her mouth gagged, Miss Hampton?" Martha asked.

Jessica took a deep breath, her eyes flicking to Sadie's, which were wide with mortification.

"There was duct tape over her face, and underneath it, she had two pairs of panties stuffed inside her mouth. It was... quite distressing."

"Mrs. Martins," the judge himself addressed the bondage expert this time, "Could you also replicate the gag described by the witness?"

Sadie felt her stomach twist in knots. Laura nodded and approached her with a solemn look. She pulled out two pairs of lacy panties from her case and proceeded to stuff them into Sadie's mouth, followed by a roll of duct tape that she applied with surprising care, considering the circumstances. She wrapped the duct tape around Sadie's face ten times before cutting the tape.

The room was a sea of murmurs as Laura finished her grim task, the sound of the duct tape tearing echoing through the hushed courtroom. Sadie's eyes watered as the pressure mounted, but she remained silent, her jaw aching. Laura took a step back, her expression unreadable as she nodded to Martha.

"Your Honor," Martha said, "If it pleases the court, I'd like to remind everyone that the accused has been through this already. I'd like to submit that the bondage demonstration should suffice for now."

The judge looked at the bound and gagged Sadie, contemplating the request. The prosecutor, seeing an opportunity, spoke up.

"Your Honor, we appreciate the defense's efforts to clarify the situation. However, according to the initial declaration, Miss Royce was bound in this manner for twelve hours before she was found. It seems only fair to allow the jury to understand the gravity of her ordeal by leaving her bound until tomorrow's proceedings."

The prosecutor's words hung in the air like a noose, and the judge, after a moment's consideration, nodded.

"Very well. Miss Royce will remain in this state overnight, and the court will reconvene tomorrow. This should give the jury a clearer perspective on the situation."

"MPHHHHHHHHHHHHH?????" Sadie yelled, terrified. This couldn't be happening.

"Your Honor, that's too much. This woman has gone through enough" Martha protested.

"But it was your idea, attorney. It's only fair to finish with it".

Martha tried to protest again but realized it would be useless. Then, she put a comforting hand on her shoulder and leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"I know it's hard, but this will be over soon. Just hang in there."

Martha's words were the last thing Sadie heard as the room began to empty. She watched as the jury filed out, their faces a mix of shock, pity, and confusion. The bondage expert packed her case, casting a final, professional glance at her handiwork before following the others out. The prosecutor smirked at her before leaving, and even her own attorney looked at her with something akin to admiration and a hint of something else Sadie couldn't quite place. The bailiff locked the door behind them with a heavy clank, leaving her utterly alone, save for the echoes of their footsteps.

Now, she better be free of all charges.