Nick had planned this for a long while. He knew where she lived, he had it all worked out in his head. Earlier that day he drove to where she lived and parked up just down the street. Waiting until the darkness fell he slipped out of the car and towards her house. He knew lots of details, like for example where she kept her spare key. He silently let himself into her house, it was dark and quiet as he made his way through, taking his time to enjoy the view.
He had a variety of things with him that he was planning on using. As he silently pushed open the door to her room and saw her asleep on the bed. Her left arm and leg sticking out from under the sheets. Walking over he knelt beside her bed; slowly lifted a curl of her blonde hair from her sleeping face, she looked so gorgeous and peaceful relaxed. Silently he put his bag down on the floor, reaching inside he slipped out the cloth sack and quickly slipped it over her head. As she struggled to wake up he snapped the cuffs round one wrist then the other swiftly immobilising her.
He grabbed her hair through the bag and twisted her face round to him.
"Don't struggle, don't scream... Do exactly as you are told..."
She froze instantly, trembling beneath his painful grip. He ripped the sheets off her and pulled her roughly to her feet. He guided her fast, but carefully, through the house out the back door to where his car was waiting. It was dark, she was naked and the warm night air freaked her out. She struggled briefly but he dragged her quickly to the car, opening the boot he lifted her and deposited her in there with the blanked and old coats that lined the bottom. Slamming the book he quickly made his way round to the driver's side.