Postby 31acujoker » Wed Dec 17, 2014 9:33 pm
"Sit down and be quiet!"
Cathy squealed and sobbed as the stranger in the black hood hurled her onto the couch, she curled up into a ball, terrified for her life and tears running down her pretty face. Ryan, who had dropped his gym bag upstairs, looked around for something to restrain the scared young lady with while he went up to get it, pacing back and forth, scanning the room like a hungry lion, he looked all the more terrifying to Cathy as she trembled fully nude on the cream coloured couch. What did he want? Did he want money? Stuff he could sell? Because there was more than enough of that in the house, and he could have it! She didn't care! Or worse... what if he wanted her? Maybe she could persuade him to just take all the expensive stuff and go? She finally worked up the courage to speak, and she muttered in a pathetic, quivering voice:
"P-please... just, take whatever you want!"
"Shut up!"
"Please, everything's brand new! This is a new house take everything I don't care! Just leave me alone, don't hurt me!"
Cathy was starting to panic, she was desperate, she didn't want to be killed or raped in her own home, she didn't deserve this! She'd never hurt anyone in her life! Ryan was himself getting frustrated and grabbed her by the shoulders, which made her scream again and cry like a child that had lost its mother. Realising his mistake he tried to comfort her. He hadn't come here to hurt or rob this girl.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry just calm down!"
"Nooo, please don't hurt mee!"
"I'm not gonna hurt you, stop crying, just stop crying!"
"I don't wanna die!"
"Wha- No no no, listen!"
Cathy was hysterical now, her face had gone red from the tears and she was about ready to have a complete panic attack, Ryan grabbed her face softly in his hands and looked her in the eye.
"Listen!"
His surprisingly gentle touch was somehow reassuring, and she calmed down enough to stop screaming, tears still streaming down her face and her breathing heavy.
"Ok?"
"O-ok, I'm sorry, please, don't hurt me"
"I'm not going to, I'm here to show you something, something you really need in your life"
"Wh-what?"
"Don't worry, you'll see, but for now, I need to know is there anything in the kitchen behind me I can use to tie you up?"
Cathy's breathing picked up rapidly when he said this, but she thought, what did she have in the kitchen? Nothing but cutlery, cooking utensils, plates and bowls and... duct tape.
"I... I have some tape in the bottom drawer, next to the sink"
"Good girl, don't move!"
He pointed his finger in her face, and left her curled up in a ball on the couch, quivering and shaking like a leaf, her shiny black hair draped over her face. Looking where she said, he found the silver duct tape in the drawer. She shied away from him when he approached, tape in hand.
"Listen Cathy, you're gonna be tied up for most of the night, but I'm not gonna do anything to hurt you"
He carefully took her wrists, sat behind her, and pulled them behind her back, taping them together tightly, he admired her perfectly shaped hips, and found his hand drifting down to have a touch, she flinched as he stroked her, and this made him stop and get back to business. He wound more tape around her ankles and kept going up to just below her knees.
"Once I've done what I need to do, I'll be gone, and you'll never need to hear from me again, but if you tell anyone, then I will find out, and things won't go well for you, understand?"
Cathy understood perfectly, but as she nodded her head, she realised something, something he'd said. She looked up, an expression of shock and horror on her face as he ripped a fresh piece of tape off to gag her with.
"How do you know my nammmmmmph?!!"
"A thing is not beautiful because it lasts"
- The Vision