Struggle

You struggle against the rope that bind you as much as you can. Begin hogtied made movement difficult. The tightness of the ropes added to the difficulty of the task as well.

"Don't struggle." The intruder launch across the room at you grabbing your hair tugging it hard so that your head faced forwards.

"You said you were going to be a good girl."

The robotic voice said it in such a matter a fact way.

You could feel the gloved hands wrapped around your hair. Your scalp screaming as they still pulled your head up by clump of hair that they had grabbed.

You could now at least get a look at the person as they lent over you.

They were tall you could tell even from laying on the floor. Muscular built and from the lack of breast and bulge in the groin region probably male.

He wore a black balaclava only showing his eyes (an icy blue) and his mouth.

The rest of his body was covered in a leather body suit. Not an inch of flesh on show. The look was completed with the long black boots.

Around his neck a silver collar with a flashing red light. You guess this must be the the voice changing device.

You stop struggling and he releases his grip on your hair.

You head flops back down and you stare once again at the floor.

"I ask again are you going to be a good girl or do I need to punish you?"

"Response if you are a good girl..."