Furr rolled around on the ground and tried to wiggle out of her bindings. She was fairly flexible and had been testing the bindings for the entire duration of her imprisonment, waiting for the moment which had now at last arrived, but the bindings were tight, and secure. It didn't look like she would make it without any help.<br/><br/>The naked catgirl continued to squirm and struggle, finding herself in many compromising positions and making her wrists and ankles as sore as her pussy, which was still slowly leaking the remainder of the guard's cum.