Amy's eyes fluttered open slowly as she felt the weight of someone moving up her body toward her face. Her eyes began to focus on the face above hers in the dim light. The look on her face turning from passion and satisfaction, instantly into wild fear as she felt his mouth upon hers.

She could smell and taste her sex on him, adding to her humiliation. She turned her head away sharply and, forgetting her resolve not to fight against him anymore, she flailed helplessly against her restraints with all of the strength in her small body.

She suddenly felt the material holding her right arm give more than she expected it to. Her entire body stopped instantly and her thoughts cleared. She realized if she was ever going to make it out of here, this was her chance. One more good tug and she could have that arm free.

Her only hope was that he leave the room again.........