Cat had found the magazine whilst cleaning in the bedroom. It was quite a shock to her to find such a magazine. She'd never dreamt that her boyfriend was into 'kinky' stuff. He'd never asked her to do that kind of thing - in fact she had always thought he was a bit of a prude. As she rifled through, she'd at first felt angry that he'd kept such things from her but as she looked at the pictures, she grew curious.

 Every page contained images of women tied up in provocative positions. Some of them wore clothes, some where naked with ropes cutting tightly into their bare flesh. One picture especially intrigued her. A woman lay on a bed, her legs splayed open and secured to the bed, whilst her arms where tied above her head but what interested Cat most was the vibrator that dangled deeply into her crotch. Cat lay on the bed, picturing how it would feel; she imagined the rope rubbing against her clit as she struggled, unable to escape the ropes that held her. She felt aroused at the image and lay back, continuing the fantasy and used her toys to please her desires. She was in a real mess afterwards and decided to take a cool shower and undress.

Suddenly, the door of the bedroom burst open, rousing her from her dream. She sat bolt upright, quickly hiding the magazine under the pillow thinking at first it was her boyfriend arriving home early from work. But when she looked up she gave a scream of terror because it wasn't her boyfriend standing there, but a stranger, wearing a dark balaclava and brandishing a crowbar. He had a sports bag in his hands, which Cat surmised was what he was going to put her valuables in. Cat screamed again but the stranger just laughed and then he dropped the bag and had her by the arms before she could react, gagging her with his hand.

"Keep quite, bitch, or you'll be sorry!" shouted the assailant, roughly putting his hand over her mouth. Cat tried to bite his finger but he managed to pin her down by the shoulders onto the bed and when he brandished the crow bar, Cat froze in terror and lay still, staring at him wide eyed. She could see nothing of his features apart from the glint of his eyes under the balaclava.

"Please don't hurt me!" she cried, tears springing into her eyes. "You can take my things, just please, leave me alone!"

The intruder laughed again, a strange, cold sounding chuckle that was full of menace. He sat astride the struggling Cat and pinned her to the bed.

"Shut up, bitch. And keep still!" The intruder turned and was about to open up his bag when he spotted the magazine, which had fell to the floor in the struggle. He picked it up and looked at it. Nice magazines you have here Bitch NOW strip I SAID STRIP and put on that slutty outfit – DO IT!

"Well, well. Now isn't that a coincidence! It's just what I had in mind." He chuckled, throwing the magazine down and turning to Cat, he put his lips close to her ear. "You're a dirty little bitch. And now you know what happens to dirty little bitches, don't you?"

He pushed her roughly and waved the crowbar within inches of her face. "Now, if you don't want this, then keep still, OK?" Cat nodded, looking on fearfully as the intruder went back to his bag and dragged out a handful of ropes.

Cat soon realised she was about to live out her fantasy for real. However, instead of a fantasy, it had become a nightmare. He had tied her tightly by her arms and legs and she'd squealed in pain as she had felt the clit rope pulled hard against her tender skin. The intruder lashed her to the bed and pulled hard on the rope so her arms where pulled so tightly, her tendons strained painfully and her arms felt as though they where being ripped from their sockets. She had begun to sob quietly.

"Shut up, bitch!" The intruder cursed but Cat could not help but feel sorry for herself and continued sobbing. The ropes dug in hard all over her body and her arms felt like they where coming off.

"Right, you asked for it!" the intruder sat astride her again and pulled a piece of thick masking tape over her mouth. Cat tried to struggle but it was no use as the ropes would not give one inch and they cut more viciously into her the more she struggled.

Suddenly everything went black as her eyes where covered with a blindfold. Then she felt the ropes loosen on her upper thighs and crotch and she then felt her belt being opened and her jeans where then pulled down roughly. She'd felt her panties coming with them and she tried to scream, realising what was to happen next as she was pinned to the bed by strong hands. She struggled and fought against her captor who in turn pressed himself harder against her kicking legs and began forcing them open. He then forced a ring gag into her pretty mouth and strapped it on. There you bitch that’s another hole I can use!

She suddenly woke with a start. "What a horrible dream!' She thought as she looked around the empty and now darkened room, still bleary eyed from sleep. She felt cold and looking down at herself, was horrified to see that she was naked. Struggling, she realised that she was still tied to the bed. A shadow moved in the corner of the room and then she heard the sinister chuckle…as he unzipped his jeans” You ready for more BITCH” She mumbled thru the ring gag knowing somehow that her mouth was going to be required – soon