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Her mind is chaotic in disbelief.

This kind of thing can not be happening. It should not happen.

It is violating every precept of her life.

She was shopping at the mall.

She does not understand how she got here.

She does not understand how she is tied.

But she is tied up, she can hardly move and she hurts from the ropes encircling her body.

The busy scissors make their first bite. Steadily they advance until her first arm is bare, then the same service is made to the other sleeve.

When this is done, the whole front of her ruined dress falls, a devastation further aided by his hands tugging the material from behind to leave her naked to the waist.

He loses no time in cutting the straps of her bra and tossing it aside to reveal the twenty-five year old breasts.

It is a moment of bitter shame.

Her mind is in pure turmoil, the rest of her dress falls as the scissors work to enable the summer dress material draw her hips bare and she is saying good bye to decency.

The rest of her nudity is easy.

She wears clothes no longer. She is naked.

The ropes clutching her arms and wrists seem tighter than before.

Hopelessly she looks for some miracle to put a halt to this shameful process, but there is none.

She is taken to the basement stairs and led down a passage, at the end of the passage is the frightening sight of iron bars making up several cells. The cells are dark and she cannot tell if they are occupied, however she hears no sounds.

Leading her into a larger room, without ceremony she is suddenly and without warning thrust within a small cage.

This small cage is at the end of the passage and is part of a larger room. Around the darkly lit walls of this room are things that she could easily guess are instruments of bondage and torture.

After he locks a cold steel collar around her neck and attaches an ankle chain running from her right ankle to the floor, he cuts the the ropes from her arms and legs.

The wicked steel door slams shuts loudly making her shiver, fear racing down her spine.

The huge lock on the cell door clicks loudly and he is gone.