There is nothing that Cassie can think of.

Her bound limbs left her with no effective options to escape the predicament the cursed object had **** her into. She bent her knees to protect her vagina, but the spreader bar prevented her from being able to fully close her legs. The spreader bar behind her back that bound her wrists made any attempt to defend herself with her hands completely worthwhile. The dirty man climbed on top of her and pulled down his pants. His ten-inch penis sprang out, and he began to rub it against her clit. Without much more foreplay, he buried the cock inside his new pet. Cassie arched her back and clenched her fists as she unwillingly accepted the man inside of her. She cried as her virginity was forcefully taken from her.

The man didn't last very long, dumping his load and pulling out. Clearly out of shape, he seemed exhausted after only a few minutes of sex.

"Huuhhh... did you like that, my pet?" the man asked in a creepy, waivery voice.

"No... no.... just let me go. I won't tell anyone, okay?"

"You are such a nice actor. Well, I have work tomorrow, so hopefully you don't mind being a lone all day. By the way, my name is Richard Wilkins." He seemed to be nice, but then Cassie remembered that he was a kidnapper and a ****. The man attached a thick leather collar around Cassie's neck and locked it, then chained the collar to a bolt in the wall. He then detached the spreader bar and left the basement, leaving Cassie alone in her new room. She had a bed, a toilet, use of her limbs, and about 8 feet of chain length to wander around and stretch.