Milla had no idea how long she'd been riding in the back of this mans car. Only god knew where he was taking her. Probably some place secluded. The car finally stopped and she began fidigeting around, trying to find some way out, but there wa none. She could hear the mans heavy footsteps as he stopped and opened the trunk, she looked up at him, her cheeks stained with tears. She began whimpering again, this time more loudly. It wouldn't do her any good to cry out, because of the ball gag in her mouth. She didn't put up a fight as the man picked her out and put her over his shoulders, it wouldnt' do any good to fight and she didn't want to anger him. She didn't even know what he was planning to do to her.

He took her striaght down to what she assumed was the basement. There were various items laying around the room, a bed, restraints and another doorway. She saw shackles hanging from the ceiling. Milla wasn't surprised when the man placed her under them, and procedded to take off her restraints only to replaced them with the shackles. She took a look arouond and then down at herself. Her skirt had gottn torn when he tackled her, along with her stockings. Her jacket was disheveled along with her hair. The man removed the ball gag in her mouth and she could feel her anger growing inside her. She looked up at the man, vemon in her eyes.

" What the hell are you doing? Where am I? What are you going to do to me?" she yelled, as she began fighting against her restraints, trying to free herself.