Call me stupid, but I wasn't scared - not in the least bit. Sure, this creep had me, there was no doubt about that. I had foolishly got lost after leaving my last appointment of the day AND I ended up driving around a bad neighborhood wi9th my doors unlocked. While I was trying to make out what was left of a graffiti-riddled street sign, he jumped into the passenger seat, shoved a gun in my ribs and told me to "drive!". Countless twists and turns later, we pulled into this old garage. He popped out, closed the door and then pulled me along to a corner where this broken chair was waiting. He made a few threats about using the gun if I caused trouble, then he proceeded to tie my up. I bet he was pretty freaked out at what I did, or DIDN'T do here. I am sure he expected me to go all "damsel in distress" and start struggling, or pleading. Instead, I just sat there, watching him wrap the ropes around me like I was watching him mow my lawn. As he tightened each knot, I shifted a bit but that was my only movement. I figured that once he had me helpless, he would make his demands clear, and that would be my opening. Hell, I wasn't the best damn business lawyer in the city because of my legs! I knew how to deal, and as soon as he told me what he wanted, I'd begin the process of constructing a deal that would make him happy and get me the hell out of here. After tying me, he stepped off to the side then crossed behind me. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I did know it was time to start the meeting. "Look, sir, " I said calmly, "tell me what you wa..." My words were stopped by the site of a long, green scarf in his hands. I guess he still wanted to tie me up more, but why use this insrtead of rope. From the corner of my eye, I saw his other hand held a ball of white cloth, and my mind put it together in an instand. He was going to gag me, make sure I couldn't call for help - or talk in any way! I had to move fast and I again began my spiel, but before a word could come out, he pressed his hand tightly over my face pushing my lips painfully against my teeth. I tried to pull away, but I was anchored in the chair and going nowhere. He brought the white ball to my face and removed his hand. Instinct took over and I gritted my teeth, but it was fruitless. He pinched my nose, pressed on my jaw muscles and finally got the cloth in past my lips. I choked and my eyes teared and I was muffled. The green scarf was pulled up from behind, knotted through my teeth and tied again under my hair. No longer was I waiting in silence, but the sounds I did make were muffled more with each pull of the know. Gagged, I sat there with my captor at my rear. Again his hands came aroiund, this time pulling open my jacket and popping the buttons on my blouse. I knew now that there was no deal to me made.- no bargain to be struck. I was the prize he wanted and I was helpless to stop him from enjoying it.
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