The fake babysitter ad worked again. She greeted my wife at the door with a beaming smile for her ‘interview’. She was clearly dressing to impress, perhaps hoping that the alleged ‘dad’ would like how she looked and insist to ‘mom’ that she be kept on. How right she was.
A pretty young woman was now hogtied on our floor, squirming about, trying to pull free from the ropes. Her mouth was sealed in duct tape to keep her quiet, but some noises from her grunting still made it through as she struggled.
This one was odd in that she hardly tried to speak at all. Normally victims mumble and whimper, trying to plead and beg despite being gagged. She seemed to quickly realise there was no point in fighting, watching wide eyed as my wife and I grinned down at her, stripping out of our clothes.
KatieD 