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11-21-2018

I've already been secured to a chair by the jerk that decided to break in tonight. My elbows were lashed together and my wrists as well. He then tied each ankle to the leg of the chair keeping my legs slightly apart and giving an up skirt view between my legs. He walks back over to me and places my phone out of reach on the bar behind me. Since I can't do anything to stop him, he unbuttons my blouse and runs his hands over my breasts. I mention something about screaming for help and realize that was a bad idea. He returns and stuffs my mouth with a huge bandana from the back room and wraps silver tape around my head. I curse at him through the gag calling him several names and being less than lady like. He pinches my nipple hard to get me to scream into the gag to see how effective it is. 

When the man goes to try to get to the safe, he leave me alone and I struggle hard in the rope and try to hop the chair over to my phone. With quite a bit of effort and a few whimpers and squeals, I eventually make it. Unfortunately, I end up knocking the phone to the floor, completely out of reach. I try leaning but realize that I'm not going to make it. I really don't want to have to fall to the hard floor bound to this chair but I think that's my only option. I rock the chair back and forth to gain momentum. I finally manage to turn it over and land hard on my side with a loud squeal. I then try t squirm over to the phone. 

Since it's a flip phone, I need to get my hands on it. I try to push it down with my nose hoping that I can maneuver the chair around to get to it. I wiggle and struggle, banging the attached chair around on the floor but I still just can't get my hands to the phone. I try even harder thrusting my hips away from the chair and manage to get the phone behind me. I finally get it in my hands and struggle to get it open. I manage to open the phone, dial and then flip on to my stomach sticking the chair in the air before flipping over completely to get my face near it again. I try to tell the emergency operator my address but she can't understand me through the gag. Finally, after several attempts, she understands and I ask her to please hurry. 

The man comes back in and discovers me on the floor with the phone open. He makes sure that my ankle is nice and secure then pulls my breasts out of my bra to give the cops something nice to look at when they arrive before leaving me on the floor, bound and gagged.