The difference about playing on the internet and the reality of it was that she was nearly in some sort of trance due to the fact that she just..didn't believe that he was there. She still didn't know how he found her...got to her, but he was there. She was pulled quickly by her thoughts as she was flipped onto her stomach with a groan, her wrists tied easily behind her back tightly, to the point where it already hurt and she knew she would have bruises from it.

Her breathing was incredibly uneven as he pulled her to her feet. She staggered somewhat before standing there, trembling a good deal, however as soon as his hand firmly grasped her hair she cried out at the sudden sharp pain, staring up at him as he stretched her arms over her head easily only to leave and get rope. Her feet were the next to be secured and she attempted to remain calm as he again turned away from her.

He returned with her panties from before and she clamped her mouth shut immediately, though slowly gave in, parting her lips just slightly. He didn't seem to care, however as he forced the underwear into her mouth only to put a piece of tape over it, securing them inside and rendering her wordless.

She tensed as he ran his hand over her breasts, her nipples hard from her fear - eyes wide as she stared at him, attempting to arch her body away from his wandering touch. When they reached her pussy she groaned against the tape, and she wanted to tell him to just let her go and leave..but she couldn't. She knew that he was going to use her in any way that he wanted because he could..because he had obviously done this before.