I tried to scream, I really did. He was so fast I didn't have a chance. The punch surprised me. It took me a while to get my breath back and even then, my abdomen was sore. He jammed a rubber ball of some kind in my mouth, I think it was a ball gag, and buckled it on so tight I was drooling almost immediately. I caught a glimpse of black, like he was camouflaged for the darkness. It certainly worked, I hadn't been aware of him until he revealed himself.

Now I was sorry I hadn't gotten myself a dog like my dad had wanted me to. Damned cat I thought. Thinking of my dad made me start crying. My parents had been killed by a drunk driver the year before and with me being an only child, they were all I had. Now there would be no one to mourn me when my body was found in the woods or buried somewhere.

I had to do something! I tried working at my bonds, but they were the plastic zip-tie things that police departments had started using. I couldn't loosen them no matter how hard I tried. My squirming had put me on my side, my shirt all bunched up under my breasts. I tried to squirm around and get it pulled back down before he came back, hoping that he was only here to rob me. Maybe he would take what he wanted and leave.

I could hear footsteps coming down the hall and knew he was on his way back. Watching him enter the room, I followed his movements as he went and sat at my computer. He logged onto the site I had joined. Wait, how the hell did he know my logon? my mind struggled to grasp the implications of this tidbit. I was scared, sure, but I was also curious and a bit angry with him. He had HACKED my computer! I already felt violated by him. I wanted him to just rob me and go. He turned his head back and looked at me. I wondered what he looked like. Maybe if he kept on the black mask, he would let me go since I couldn't identify him.

He startled me by pulling out a small digital camera and taking a picture of me. Maybe he thinks I'll get him a ransom was my wild thought. I almost laughed. No chance of that buddy! I'm pretty much all alone in the world! but of course, I wasn't going to tell him that!

Then he really scared me by lifting my shirt over my head. I could only see vague shapes through the fabric now and I could see the flashes from the camera. I knew he was taking more pictures. I could feel my shorts being pulled down to my knees. "Nnnnn nnnn. Nnnnn nnnn" I made noises at him, shaking my head under my shirt. Not only did he ignore me, he took more pictures then pulled down my undies!!! I was grateful for the t-shirt covering my head now because my face was red with embarrassment. He was looking at a part of me that had only been revealed to two other men; my high-school sweetheart, who didn't work out for me and my ex-fiance, who cheated on me then moved to France.

I heard some clicking and then I could hear him typing at my computer. I wondered what he was doing.