I wake up bound in a chair with a pillow case on my head, still in the nighty I had on at home. I'm greeted by my, who removes the pillow case and informs me that he is a bounty hunter that has been tracking my girlfriend and had taken me as incentive for my girlfriend to turn her self in. Left alone momentarily, I struggle around the room hoping, crawling, squirming, looking to find a way out. The bounty hunter then comes in to find me not in the chair as instructed, then ties me to the chair ensuring that this time I stay where I belong, where I remain scarred and struggling, where he fondle...

I wake up bound in a chair with a pillow case on my head, still in the nighty I had on at home. I'm greeted by my, who removes the pillow case and informs me that he is a bounty hunter that has been tracking my girlfriend and had taken me as incentive for my girlfriend to turn her self in. Left alone momentarily, I struggle around the room hoping, crawling, squirming, looking to find a way out. The bounty hunter then comes in to find me not in the chair as instructed, then ties me to the chair ensuring that this time I stay where I belong, where I remain scarred and struggling, where he fondles me, and exposes my breasts, giving more incentive to my girlfriend to turn herself in with the more explicit pictures of me bound and helpless unless she comes to my rescue....