My secretary Hazel Allure remains bound and gagged on the filthy floor. Hazel is terrified as she struggles and sobs uncontrollably into her gag, but there is no one in the room and no one here´s her cries. I have been returned to my home disraught and frightened. I cannot even give the password to the people who took her because my company changed it after Hazel disappeared. I am pacing back and forth when suddenly a masked man overpowers me from behind with a brutal choke hold. He presses a rag onto my face and everything slowly darkens. I wake up painfully bound to a chair – elbows crushed together. My legs are massively tied from crossed ankles all the way up to my thighs and bound to a rung in the chair. Ropes are wrapped around my chest and belly. I see Hazel and I cry out for help. The masked man face slaps me and torments my tits – roughly grabbing and squeezing them and applies nipple clamps. I scream out in agony and he continues to interrogate me demanding the password. He thinks I am withholding on purpose so he shoves rags into my mouth and wraps my head with many layers of duct tape. I look at poor helpless Hazel and see how terribly she is suffering, but there is nothing I can do … we are both sobbing and afraid for our lives. he turns to walk out and in a menacing voice tell us he will return later to convince me to finally speak.
