By the look in those huge eyes, I believe she thought I was actually going to shoot her. To be honest, I would if I had to, but I was guessing she'd be a good girl once I got her quiet. She didn't say a word as I handed her the bottle and rag. I think it finally dawned on her what the plan was when I told her to pour the stuff on the cloth. It was this or the gun, and she knew it. Once the rag was soaked I told her to cover her mouth nose and take a deep breath. I actually think she was trying to obey, but natural instinct made her turn away when those fumes invaded her nose. That's when I stepped in and pressed the rag to her face, holding her head for good measure. She fought a little, but mostly whimpered and watched me with those eyes until her lids finally closed and her body went limp. Then, I went to work. I knew I had only a few minutes before she woke up, and I wanted to get her secured. No matter how scared a girl is, once you start tying them up, they fight - they can't help it, unless they are peacefully sleeping like my little red-haired friend here. I lowered her in the chair, pulled her wrists behind her and tied them. Then I looped more rope around her body to pin her arms to her back. I continued the process, anchoring her slim body to the chair with rope all the way to her knees, Then I crossed her ankles, tied them and pulled them under the stool where I anchored them to the back rung. The gag came next and again I was happy she was still out. This gave me plenty of time to work a pretty good sized wad of cloth into her cheeks, wedging it in with my fingers and making sure that it was away from the back of her throat. To hold it in, I used another length of cotton. Tape over hips would do the job a little better, but this way I could remove and replace the gag at will, and I liked that idea better. As I double knotted the strip in the back of her head, I tangled up some hair and she snapped wake from the pain. It took her a minute or two to survey her situation, then a few minutes to struggle until she found out just how pointless that was. Now she is looking at me with those eyes again, trying not to cry and humming into her stuffed mouth. In a way, I am glad she is awake to see what comes next.
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