Jennifer struggled (in vain)

Once he was out of sight, she tried to get loose.

Her fight or flight instincts were working overtime.

She tried to force her legs apart, but the hose held...

With them tied above and below the knee, she had zero leverage.

Her young, strong body was firmly held.

She debated trying to force herself to her feet.

Best case scenario- hopping to the door.
Worst case scenario- falling face first to the ground after one (or two) hops.

A glance at the floor showed her that it was hardwood.
Every jump would make a loud 'thump' that he'd surely hear.

She did pry at the hose and loosen it a bit by pulling at the outer strands.
Something, but not much.

The man eventually returned and saw her...

"I thought you were going to behave."

He got closer and ran his hands over her body, using the pretense of checking the hose.
He saw the damaged areas.

"You'll need something more durable and, I think, you need to be farther away from a door."

She protested, but he picked her up and carried her further into the House!