She awoke not knowing where she was or how she had gotten there. In fact all that she could discern was that she was face down on a bed with her arms secured above her on the brass headboard. She wore only a white jersey knit tee shirt and white cotton panties and the cold dankness of the room she found herself in made her nipples poke through the thin fabric showing a ghost of the pink flesh which surrounded them. As she was shaking her head trying to clear the drowsiness from it she heard the creak of a door and slow deliberate footsteps towards the bed. She tried to turn her head to catch a glimpse of the person who was holding her captive but she was tied in such a way that her attempts were futile.
The footsteps continued on the cold concrete floor and with each one she could feel the tremors of fear run through her abdomen. She began to struggle feeling the rope cut into her soft wrists. She flinched as without warning a hand came down to caress her ass through the thin fabric of her panties. A deep voice told her "If you behave yourself and stay calm this will all be very easy for you, I know how nervous you little virgins get." She then realized why she was here and what this man wanted to do to her. She had kept her virginity 19 years and had never wanted it to be taken from her in this way. Becoming hysterical at the thought she struggled anew with her bonds and whimpered:
"Please, no... please just let me go..."