The room was dark when Maggie woke. The only light she saw was that of the full moon shining through the small window over the bed. She vaguely remembered where she was until the throbbing pain began in her head.

She moved her arm making an attempt to feel the lump but found herself restrained at the wrists. Her legs were also chained to the bottom of the bed. She felt cold and realized she had been naked. Panic flowed through her to the very core as she heard the heavy footfalls of someone walking down stairs toward her. She shivered at the thought of what would become of her now and remembered she had been snatched sometime last night while on her way home from her day job.

She heard a key turn in the door lock and the knob was turned. She closed her eyes pretending to be unconscious hoping whomever was there would disregard her and leave her alone. The door swung open then closed with a click to the lock. The room was dark as she tempted to open her eyes. Maggie swallowed hard as she felt a large heavy body sit down beside her and begin to caress her flesh.

"I know you are awake, whore. Open your eyes and look at me." He turned the switch to the oil lamp that was on the table next to the bed giving the room a low light but just bright enough for him to review his prize. The very same prize he had been stalking for weeks. Her body was perfect, not a scar or blemish. Her curvy, voluptuous curves were all in the right place. Her large full rounded breasts were at his delight. Not only was it her body that attracted him to her but her long waist length, nearly white in color, blonde hair. What a catch she made.

He grabbed hold of her chin and forced her to look at him. Her blue eyes were staring away from his eyes. "Look at me." He demanded, holding a sharp blade inches from her right breast. "I will cut you bitch, now look at me."

Maggie saw him for the first time, her captor, her rapist or whatever he considered himself to be. His face and body were covered in leather and the only thing she was able to see were his green eyes. Fear welled up inside her as the pit formed in her throat. Her eyes filled with unshed tears. She wasn't about to give in to this man. He could have her body but never her soul.