John Cash comes to my house to talk about the hit and run accident. He says I damaged his car and left the scene and he is threatening to call the cops. I pretend to be looking for my glasses and I catch him off guard with a wet rag pressed over his mouth and nose. His eyes widen in fear and confusion but that quickly passes as out he goes. I grab a roll of duct tape and begin taping up his legs then I straddle him and bind his hands behind his back with the duct tape. John begins to stir and I know I have to move quickly. I roll him over and reach my hand into his pocket and what do I find...

John Cash comes to my house to talk about the hit and run accident. He says I damaged his car and left the scene and he is threatening to call the cops. I pretend to be looking for my glasses and I catch him off guard with a wet rag pressed over his mouth and nose. His eyes widen in fear and confusion but that quickly passes as out he goes. I grab a roll of duct tape and begin taping up his legs then I straddle him and bind his hands behind his back with the duct tape. John begins to stir and I know I have to move quickly. I roll him over and reach my hand into his pocket and what do I find my a dirty pair of girl panties. I laugh as I them into his mouth then seal them in with several tight wraps of the duct tape around his head. John bucks and struggles on the floor trying desperately to speak through his gag but I can't understand anything he is trying to say. I rest my stiletto high heels on his bound body then leave him struggling helplessly on the floor for a few minutes while I decide what to do with him. He maneuvers his bound body making his way to the door kicking at it trying to unlatch the handle. I laugh as I press the rag on him again and it's nighty night mister.