I was glad she didn't wake while we travelled. I was prepared for a struggle but would prefer not to have one. I parked in the garage of my apartment and closed the electric doors so noone could see as i untied the sleeping woman in my passenger seat. I kept the binds around her arms and legs. I carried her inside. By now my erection was becoming unbearable. However, I had no interest in molesting her while she slept. That would have been no fun at all. I did not want to even remove her clothing. I wanted her to be awake and squirming when I took the scissors to her clothes. I threw her on the bed briefly as I stopped to collect a coil of rope I had left in the room for convenience. I took her into the shower. I lifted her cuffed hands above her head to the shower rail. I cut a piece of the rope with the same knife i would later use to strip her. I looped it through the cuffs and over the rail. I knew it would hold no matter how much she struggled when she awoke as she was smaller in weight than the last girl I had secured there and it had done its job very well that time. My knob stirred again when i thought of Cynthia. I may even let this one meet her when i had had my initial fun. With the rope tying her hands to the shower rail her feet were lifted just off the floor. I untied her legs and stretched each one to the small metal posts i had had fitted on each side of the base of the shower. I tied each foot to its corresponding post. I couldn't resist a little feel of the silk that covered the shaven treasure between her legs. My final job was to remove the taoe from her mouth, prise the delictable organ open and shove in the face cloth that lay on the shower floor. I replaced the tape with some more and planted a kiss over the concealed lips. I stripped off my clothes and considered if I should blindfold her before waking her. I decided it was more exciting to see the various stages\of recognition of what happened to her in her eyes. The confusion would be first followed by anger parehaps then finally fear. I also wanted her to see who I was. To see what a foolish decison she had made in turning me down. All was ready. I briefly surveyed my prize before turnning the shower to its coldest setting and turning it on. As I watched the black silk bra become more visible the more sodden her white blouse became. She woke up just as I used the knife to strip the soaking garment from her.