She sat there in the hard wooden chair, her hands bound behind her back her eyes covered with a torn peice of her own pantiehose that the intruder had ripped from her left leg and used with a peice of leather to make a blind fold, the left sock stuffed in her mouth leaving her foot bare and acting as a gag as she remained helpless in the safe, waiting in fear for him to come back for her ...
Her feet shift and wiggle, the exposed left arch tingling from the feather he put behind it, the right foot still trapped in the shoe sock and pantiehose leg that remained, her skirt hiked up to show her white lace panties and her top opened to show her bra. She shifts again, her eyes tencing as the feather is really getting to her, her hands bound at wrist and elboes to the back of the chair, her head tilted up, hair tied to the top of the chair making her breasts press out, the cool air making her nipples hard as she tries to think back, how did this happen ... when did it all go so wrong ... how can she get out of this, what would he do to her ........ why was this such a turn on?