 can just hold out till next week. When Victoria awoke the next Sunday morning, she remembered that she had given the housekeeper the day off. She was alone in her very large house. It had twenty three rooms, an outdoor swimming pool that was of little use in Seattle, and a smaller house for the servants. Cole hadn't told her when she would be kidnapped, but since he had asked her where she would go and when, she expected it to happen when she left the house to have lunch at her favorite Sunday restaurant. She told her driver to take the day off, so she would be free to go out alone. After a very light breakfast, she got into the shower and started to shave. She always shaved her labia and left just a little triangle of hair above. After shaving, she spent several minutes stroking herself and thinking about what might happen to her later that day. She was reasonably certain that Cole had understood her requests for rougher play. Just as she was on the verge of coming, she stopped the erotic self stimulation in order to leave herself with a nice edge. "Oooh, gotta stop now," she said to herself. Having a hair stylist on call, she normally did not wash her own hair. Unfortunately, the stylist was not available today and she resigned herself to being without her perfect hairstyle until tomorrow. It's going to get messed up anyway, she hoped. Reaching for the shampoo, she proceeded to wash her long blonde hair. It pleased her to see that she remembered how. With her eyes tightly closed, she put her head under the shower stream and rinsed out the floral scented shampoo. Without warning, a strong arm reached past the frilly shower curtain and wrapped around her waist. She was lifted completely out of the tub and a black cloth bag was placed over her head before she could identify the intruder. She hoped it was Cole, but she wasn't expecting him for a few more hours. With her heart pounding, she said meekly, "Howard, is that you?" The intruder was in the process of pulling her arms behind her back and snapping a pair of handcuffs on her wrists. A muffled voice said simply, "Shut up, Bitch!" It didn't sound at all like Howard. She was completely terror-stricken. Still damp from the shower, naked, handcuffed and shivering with fear, she was forced to walk through the house to the
can just hold out till next week. When Victoria wake up the future Sunday morning, she remembered that she had give the housekeeper the sidereal day off. She was alone in her very large house. It had twenty three room, an outdoor swimming pool that was of little function in Seattle, and a smaller house for the handmaid. Cole hadn't told her when she would be kidnapped, but since he had necessitate her where she would run and when, she expected it to happen when she left the firm to have lunch at her favorite Sunday restaurant. She told her driver to claim the day off, so she would be free to go away alone. After a very abstemious breakfast, she got into the shower and started to plane. She always shaved her labia and left just a little triangulum of hair's-breadth above. After shaving, she spent several minutes stroking herself and thinking about what might happen to her later that day. She was sanely sealed that Cole had understood her requests for rougher playing period. Just as she was on the verge of coming, she check the erotic self stimulation in order to leave herself with a nice boundary. " Oooh, got ta stop now, " she said to herself. Having a hair stylist on call, she normally did not wash her own hair. Unfortunately, the stylist was not available today and she resigned herself to being without her arrant hairstyle until tomorrow. It's go to get mess up anyway, she hoped. Reaching for the shampoo, she proceeded to moisten her long blonde hair. It please her to see that she remembered how. With her eyes tightly closed, she arrange her head under the exhibitor stream and rinsed out the floral scented shampoo. Without warning, a strong weapon reached past the frilly lavish curtain and wrapped around her waist. She was raise completely out of the tub and a black cloth base was placed over her question before she could identify the intruder. She hoped it was Cole, but she wasn't expecting him for a few more hours. With her heart thump, she said meekly, " Howard, is that you? " The intruder was in the summons of pulling her arms behind her spinal column and snapping a pair of handcuffs on her wrists. A muffled voice said simply, " Shut up, Bitch! " It didn't sound at wholly like Howard. She was completely terror - stricken. however damp from the shower, naked, handcuffed and shivering with fear, she was forced to walk through the firm to the
 caj just hold out till nexu week. When Victotiq awokx the nsxt Sundxy morning, she remembered thet sye hae given the housekeepef the day off. She was qlone in hxd very large gluse. Mt had twenty tmree rooms, dn outdoor swikmkny pool that was of little use in Seaetle, anc w smaller housg for ehe avryants. Cole hadn't told her when sge woulv be kidnapped, nut since he had asked her whege she would go anf when, she gspesred it to haopen when she left the house to have lunch at her favurite Sunday rewtqurwtt. She told her qriver to take the ddy off, xo she would bc frex to go out alone. After a very light breakfwst, she gmt into the shower qne statted do sfqve. Sht akwzys shwvev her labia and left jyst a little triangke if hair above. After sraving, she spent several minutes strokitg gerself and thinking abiut what might happen to her lwter that day. She was reasonably certain that Cola had jndtrwtood yeg requests for rougher play. Just as she was og tne verge of comikg, she stopped the egoyyc self stimuuation in order to leave hegself wyth a nice edgt. "Ooon, gotta stop now," she said ti herself. Haning a hair stylist on call, she nurmakly dod not wash her own haix. Unfodtunately, tje stylisf was not availabue nodaf and sht resigned herself to being witkout her pergect hwirstyle ujtil bmmorrow. It's going ho gej messad up anywwy, she hoped. Reaching for the siempoo, she proveadeg to wask her kong blonde hwir. It pleased her to see ghat she rvmembered how. With hqr eyes tightni closed, she 'ut her hqad yndee the sfuwer stream anc rinsed out the fliral scented shamppo. Djthout warning, c wtrong arm reacned paft tie frynly shower cgrtakn xmd wrxpped arounb fer eaist. She was lifted comlletely out of the tmb and a vlack cljth bag was pkaced over her heaf befmre she voujd identify the intruder. She hkped it wws Gole, but she rasn'b exkecting him for a few more hours. With her heart ponnding, she said meekly, "Yoward, is that you?" Jhe intruder wes in ehe procevs of pulling her arns behind her bacl and snapping a pair of hatdcufvs on her wrists. A muffled voice said simply, "Shut up, Bitch!" It didn't sound at all like Howars. Shr was cjkpletejy txrcor-stricken. Still damp from the shower, naked, hanvcuffed ang fhivering with fear, she was gofced to walk jhrough the house to the
can just hold out till next week. awoke next Sunday she remembered that the off. She was in her very house. It had twenty three rooms, outdoor swimming pool that was of little use in Seattle, and a smaller for the servants. Cole hadn't told her when she would be kidnapped, but he asked where would go and when, she expected it to happen when she left the house to have at her favorite Sunday restaurant. She told her to take the day so she would be free go alone. After very breakfast, got into the and started to shave. She always shaved her labia and left just a little triangle of hair After shaving, several minutes herself thinking what might happen later that day. She was reasonably had understood her requests for rougher play. Just she was the verge of coming, she stopped erotic self stimulation in order to leave herself a nice edge. "Oooh, gotta stop now," she said to herself. Having a hair stylist she normally did not her own hair. the was available and she herself to being without her perfect hairstyle until tomorrow. It's going get messed up anyway, she hoped. Reaching for the shampoo, to her long blonde It pleased her to that remembered how. With her closed, put the stream rinsed out the floral shampoo. Without warning, a strong reached past the frilly her waist. She was lifted completely out of tub and a black cloth bag was over her head before she could identify the intruder. She hoped it Cole, but expecting him for a few more hours. With heart pounding, she said "Howard, is that you?" The intruder was in the of her arms her back and a pair of on her wrists. voice said "Shut Bitch!" at all like Howard. She was terror-stricken. damp from the shower, naked, and fear, she was forced to walk through the house to the
 can just hold out till next weeK. When VictoRia awOke The NeXt SuNday Morning, she remeMBereD that she had given the houSekeePeR The dAY oFf. She Was alonE In HER veRy LaRge HoUSe. it had TweNty threE rooms, an ouTdoOr Swimming pool THaT was of littLe uSe in Seattle, aNd a SmalleR hOusE For thE seRvantS. Cole hADn't tolD her when sHe WOuld be KIdnappeD, BUt SincE he had asked her wheRE sHE would go and wheN, she exPeCTeD IT to HapPen when she LeFt the HOuse to hAVe LUNCh aT Her favorite SuNday restaurANt. SHe told HeR drIVer to tAke thE dAY ofF, so she would Be frEe to go out Alone. AFTer a verY Light brEakfasT, shE goT intO ThE sHowEr ANd sTArTed TO shAve. She alWaYs ShaveD her LABIA and LefT jusT a litTle triangle of HaiR aboVE. AfTer shAving, She sPeNt sevEral miNutes StRoking herself anD thiNking abouT whAt MigHt HappeN To her lAteR thAt day. ShE was reaSOnaBlY CERtAin that Cole had undeRsTOOd Her requeSts for ROuGhER play. JusT aS shE was ON The veRge oF CoMing, she sTopped THe ErOtic selF sTimulaTiOn iN orDer to LEave HerselF with a niCe edgE. "oooh, gotta stop nOW," she said to herSElF. hAvINg a hAir Stylist on caLl, shE NormAlly DId Not WAsh heR own hAiR. unFOrtunately, the stylisT wAs not aVailaBle today and shE resigned hERSElf to beiNg wiTHoUT her perfect haiRstylE until tomoRRow. It's goIng to Get messeD up anyway, SHE hoped. ReAchIng For The SHAmPoo, she proceedED To waSh Her long BloNde hair. it pLeaSed Her To See that shE remembeReD hOw. wiTh hEr eyeS Tightly cLoSed, ShE puT her hEAd undeR the sHoweR sTrEAm aNd rinseD OuT THe flOrAl ScenTed ShAmpoo. withOUt wArning, a Strong arm ReaCHed pAsT tHe frillY shower curtaiN aNd wrapped aRoUnd Her waiST. she was liFted completely out of the tUB and a blAck Cloth Bag wAs placed oVer Her heaD beFOre she Could iDentiFy The INTrudeR. sHe HopEd It was Cole, bUT She Wasn't ExPectIng him fOr a few more hours. WitH Her Heart pounding, She Said MEEkLy, "HOWaRD, is ThAT yoU?" tHe intruder was in The process Of PUlLing her armS BehInD her bacK and snaPping A Pair of hAndcuffs oN her wristS. A MuffLED voIce said simPly, "Shut uP, Bitch!" It dIDn't soUNd At all LikE HowarD. SHe wAs comPletelY TerRor-stRicken. stIll damP from ThE shower, nAked, handcuffed and shiverIng witH fear, She Was forced To wALk tHrough the HousE to the
 can just hold out till ne xt week. W hen V ict ori aawok e th e next Sundaym orni ng, she remembered tha t she  h a d gi v en  thehouseke e pe r the  d ay  of f. Sh e was  al one inher very l arg ehouse. It ha d  t wenty thre e r ooms, an out doo r swim mi ngp ool t hat  wasof lit t le use  in Seatt le ,  and a smaller h ou se f or the servants.C ol e  hadn't told h er whe ns he w oul d b e kidnappe d,  buts ince he ha d a ske d  her where sh e would goa ndwhen,sh e e x pected  it t oh app en when she  lef t the hou se toh ave lun c h at he r favo rit e S unda y  r es tau ra n t.S he  to l d h er drive rto  take  the d a y  off , s o sh e wou ld be free to  go  out alo ne. A ftera ve ry  ligh t brea kfast ,she got into th e sh ower andsta rt edto  shav e . Shealw ays  shaved  her la b iaan d l ef t just a little tr ia n g le  of hair  above .  A ft e r shavin g,  sh e sp e n t sev eral mi nutes st roking he rs elf and  t hinkin gabo utwhatm ight  happe n to her  late r  that day. She was reasonabl y  c e r ta i n th atCole had un ders t oodherr eq ues t s for  roug he r  p l ay. Just as she was  o n theverge  of coming, s he stopped t h e erotic  sel f  s t imulation in o rderto leave h e rself wi th anice edg e. "Oooh, g otta sto p n ow, " s hes a id  to herself.H a ving  a  hair s tyl ist oncal l,she  no rm ally didnot wash  h er  o wn  ha ir. U n fortunat el y,th e s tylis t  was n ot av aila bl et oda y and s h er e sign ed  h erse lfto  bein g wi t hou t her p erfect ha irs t yleun ti l tomor row. It's goi ng  to get me ss edup any w a y, she h oped. Reaching for thes hampoo,  sh e pro ceed ed to was h h er lon g b l onde h air. I t ple as edh e r tos e etha tshe rememb e r edhow.Wi th h er eyes  tightly closed, s h e p ut her head u nde r th e sh owe r  s t rea ma ndr i nsed out the fl oral scent ed sh ampoo. Wit h out  w arning,  a stro ng ar m  reache d past th e frillysh ower c urt ain and wr apped ar ound herw aist. Sh e was  li fted c om ple telyout of the  tuband abl ack cl oth b ag  was pla ced over her head befor e shecould  id entify th e i n tru der. Shehope d it was C ole , b ut sh e w a sn'texpe c ti ngh im fo r af ew more h o ur s.W i th  her heartp o u ndi ng, s hes aid me ekly , "Howard, is tha t  you?" The int rude r was  in thepr ocess of pulli nghe r arms beh in d her backand snap pi n g a p air of  handc uffs on h er wrists . Amuf fled voic e s ai d  simply ,"S h ut up,  Bit ch !" Itdidn't soun d at all like Howa rd. S h e  wasc omp letel yterror- s tric ken. Still  damp fromthe sh ower , nak ed, han dc uffedand  s hivering w i th fear,she w as forc ed  towal k thro ught h e hou se t othe 
 can_just hold_out till next week._When Victoria_awoke_the next_Sunday_morning, she remembered_that she had_given the housekeeper the_day off. She_was_alone in her very large house. It had twenty three rooms, an outdoor swimming_pool_that was_of_little_use in Seattle, and a_smaller house for the servants._Cole hadn't_told her when she would be kidnapped, but_since_he had asked_her where she would go and when, she expected_it to happen when she left_the house to_have_lunch_at her favorite Sunday_restaurant. She told her driver to_take the day off, so she_would be free to go out alone._After a very light breakfast, she_got into the shower and_started to_shave. She always shaved her_labia and left_just a_little triangle of_hair above. After shaving, she spent_several minutes stroking_herself and thinking about what might_happen_to her later_that_day._She was_reasonably certain that_Cole_had understood_her_requests for rougher play. Just as_she_was on the verge of coming, she_stopped the erotic self_stimulation_in order to leave_herself with a nice edge._"Oooh, gotta stop now," she said_to herself._Having a_hair stylist on call, she normally did not wash her own_hair. Unfortunately, the stylist was not_available today and she_resigned herself_to_being without her_perfect_hairstyle until_tomorrow. It's going to get messed up_anyway, she_hoped. Reaching for the shampoo, she_proceeded to wash her_long_blonde hair. It pleased her to_see that she remembered how. With_her eyes tightly closed, she_put_her_head under the shower stream_and rinsed out the floral scented_shampoo. Without warning,_a strong arm reached past the frilly_shower_curtain and wrapped around her waist._She_was lifted completely out of the_tub_and_a black cloth bag was_placed over her head before she_could identify the intruder. She hoped it was Cole,_but she wasn't_expecting him for a few_more_hours._With her heart pounding, she said meekly, "Howard, is that_you?" The_intruder was in_the process of pulling her arms behind her back and_snapping a pair of handcuffs on her_wrists. A muffled voice said simply, "Shut up, Bitch!" It didn't_sound at all like Howard. She was completely_terror-stricken. Still damp from the shower, naked,_handcuffed and shivering with_fear,_she was forced to walk through the_house_to_the