When she read the challenge in her email, everything seemed simple enough. Cuff herself, drop the key, then pick it up with her toes. Once Stasha locked her chastity belt on, her ballgag with an eyebolt was next. Connected to a chain above her, it should be be stuck here until she could get the key. It also served the added benefit of preventing her from looking down. Sliding her handcuffs through the rear wire of her belt, she knew…