“No, we weren’t , Arynia.
I took your words as face value.“

“A discussion I pulled you into where you admitted the deep down feelings that I know you have had for some time.”
“ You’ve told stories around the factory to your girlfriends, not even aware of the people standing around learning of you most intimate desires if they only cared to pay attention. I did. “

Arynia’s eyes grow wilder… “ But I never meant I’d follow through on them.”

“Too late for that now.”

“Wha…. What do you mean ? “

Dale gets up and walks around the bed, uncovering her.
He takes her tied feet and pulls them up to the headboard.
Securing them there with a strap she had not seen.

Arynia is now extremely unhappy. She begins to cry wondering what is to happen.
How she feels humiliated not to be under covers.
Then It dawns on her that he had already seen her last night when he had tied her hands and feet.
Instantly the fire returned.
“How dare you think you can do this to me.”

“Hush now, or it’ll become harder for you before it gets easier.” he says with a smile.

She watches him with loathing. Not understanding any of this.
How does this fit with their discussions last night. ??

Dale has now walked around the bed and pulls her hands up to the other side of the head board.
Securing her hands there .

She watches him wide eyed and fearful.

Dale removes the pillows and covers from the bed.

This leaves her totally exposed only clad in her panties and bra.

He looks upon her and smiles.

That damn smile again.

She longs to have seen it under different circumstances but not now…

What is this nut going to do next she wonders.