I was so scared ,but just as pissed ,this son of a bitch had my hands tied behind my back,I tried to kick him but my skirt kept getting in the way , it was up around my hips ,he stood back with a grin on his face staring at my legs, the bastard. he held out the tazer saying you want another shot,I cringed ,thinking i,ll bide my time ,with my marshall arts training I would kick his ass as soon as was in a position to do it.I tried to get my skirt down ,when he grabbed my hair and pulled me from the trunk ,my god it hurt . i bounced on the ground landing on my back a bit dazzed ,he grabbed my ancles putting some sort of cuffs on them, then dragging me into a cabin .
He threw me onthe floor giving me a kick in the ribs . I really started to worry then ,as it finally dawned on me the prediketment was in ,I guess I had been to pissed to think about my safty before, but now with my ribs aching i knew i was in big trouble.What is he going to do I wondered , thinking most certianly rape ,but then i had seen his face he had made no attemp to hide his identity .so he couldnt let me live .