The Physical Pt.4

"Oh...no...come on you don't have to." I said backing away from him until I was near the wall. "Yes I do, open up"  He grabbed my nose and I pulled back, both of us slamming into the wall.  I gasped for breath as he pushed the cloth into my mouth.  "Sorry about that!  Are you okay?"  I nodded.  Holding my arms he turned me around so I faced the wall.  Pulling out another length of cloth he slipped it over my head and pulled over my lips until I had to open my mouth.  "Bend your head forward so I don't trap your hair." he commanded and I did as I was told.  I felt his hand on the back of my neck as he brushed my hair to one side before tightening the gag.  I stared at the wall as he moved my hair around, his hand brushing my cheek and face.  All I could hear was my own breath coming through my nose as he checked the rope.  I could feel myself starting to get worried  

Turning me around to face him, he stood there smiling.  "What's the matter...are you feeling stressed?  Those big beautiful eyes of yours look frightened!  Almost done."  Turning me back again to face the wall, he crouched down behind me.  I then felt his hands on by ankles and the rope as it brought them together.  I felt that I was going to cry but the thought of going through all this then failing to get the job would be too much.  More rope was passed above my knees.  After they were pulled tight he left me and gathering up the few piece of rope left on the floor, went into the other room.  I tied moving my arms but there was no give.  'Why did I agree to this?  Why didn't I wear the pants that went with his outfit...what is going to happen to me?  They have to let me go right..I can't stand here all day.  If I could just...move...Dammit!'  

"Still here...good!" he said as a matter of fact as he strode back into the office.  "Okay, lets get you comfortable shall we?"  Moving me out from against the wall, he came behind me and reached around grabbing onto both breasts.  I let out a squeal and tried to get away from him as he continued to squeeze and rub them.  "I apologize, but you have such nice tits Alicia, they're so firm!" he said in my ear.  "Confession!  I'm a breast man and I couldn't resist taking advantage.  My partner is a 'leg man' so he's going to be in for a bit of a treat I'll bet!  Okay, down you go" he said as he lowered me to the floor.  walking back to the desk, he opened a draw and removed a small camera.  "For posterity's sake!" he said fiddling with the camera and taking two photos of me as I sat on the floor.  "All right...all you have to do now is get free!  I'll check on you in about an hour!  Good luck!"  Turning, he walked out of the room.

True to his word he came back.  From the time he left to the time he returned, I had tried everything to free myself but I just couldn't loosen any of the ropes that bound me.  My final act of desperation was to maybe use the heel of one of my shoes to wiggle into the knot on the rope that tied my wrists, but there was a rope around my waist that bound my wrists to my body and I just didn't have the freedom to move it around.  I was sitting up when he came back in.  He crouched down next to me and I started to cry.  "There, there, that's okay." he said, putting his hand on my leg and gently rubbing it.. "You did your best."  He turned his head.  "We watched you in another room on a colour monitor via that camera over there, he said, pointing.  "You put up quite a struggle girl!  We were very impressed!"  I didn't look at him and kept my head down. "Listen, my partner likes you, so don't give up!  There could be another chance for you, okay?"  I looked up at him.  He was smiling as I nodded my head.  A tear slipped from my cheek and dropped onto the hem of my skirt and thigh.  He watched where it fell and stared for a moment.  "Mmmm.  I'd better untie you now....."

-Fin.