I get home from a stupid days work at Hooters and decide to poor myself a glass of wine and try to unwind. Fuck! This is all the wine I have? Maybe I'll go upstairs, undress and draw myself a bath... yeah! That sounds great! I get upstairs to my sitting room and remove my shoes and pants, and head out to start my bath water. I return to the room to get my robe out of the closet and OH NO! Someone is lurking in there and grabs me! Next thing I know, I'm waking up and I have my shoes back on and my ankles, thighs and wrists are all tied and what the fuck? A CROTCH ROPE?! Try as I might to shake the dizzies from my head, I manage to stand up and hop towards the door but there he is again! I hope backwards and fall onto the couch. Then this jerk has the nerve to ballgag and hogtie me so I can't get help? AND my shoes are off? What the fuck!? I have no idea what's going on or what I can even do now that I'm so helpless!