Our two damsels in distress are helpless, or so it seems for the first two thirds of the video. Rachel Adams and Arielle Aquinas are in halter tops and leggings, barefoot, with their arms restrained around with rope, their wrists tied behind them, their thighs frogtied to their calves. Ball-gags make articulate communication impossible. In the sunlight streaming in through the picture windows which show the city traffic streaming by outside, they roll and writhe around on the carpet, their feet and legs and hands flailing with what seems like inescapable entrapment. But wait..maybe they’re actually enjoying this bondage and just prolonging it? Indeed, exhibiting themselves in case anyone in the parking lot below happens to look up at their hotel windows? Could be..because suddenly it occurs to Rachel she can undo Arielle’s wrists, and this begins the gradual untying and slackening of all their ropes which finally brings them sighs of relief as they remove their gags at the end!