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She had, had enough of this she charged towards the man shoulder first. In her blindfolded and hand cuffed state it was more of a guess to were he actually stood.

She connected with nothing and flew past him crashing down onto the floor. She lay on her side and began to wriggle she could not get up.

The man began to laugh at her as she struggled to regain her footing. Hayley got to her knees her forehead was touching the ground she now looked like she was praying. She needed to get up , footsteps near by made the need more frantic.

“Hm you look go like this a perfect gift for the mistress.”

The mans voice said as he bent down next to her.

Hayley felt the mans finger push the button on the collar she wore three times.

She stopped, not by choice she could not move as much as she tried none of her muscles would listen to her. She was now just stuck bent over head on the floor ass in the air and her back ridged.

She frantically tried to talk, nothing she tried to scream nothing she was a prison in her mind able to think but unable to move.

The man took of her blindfold and removed her gag, her eyes took time to adjust to the light but then all she could she was the stood floor of the room.

He then ripped off her mask, he grabbed her long red hair in a bundle and cut it.

After that he picked her up with ease and carried her away.