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Sure, Hannah had pissed a few people off in the past, but she never expected something like this. The huge guy just grabbed her by the hair and manhandled her around, throwing her down onto a thankfully soft chaise. The impact XXXX the breath out of her, but as soon as she recovers she asks the questions that matter: "What do you want?" And the real question, "What did I do to you?" Well, if she doesn't remember him and what she did to him just yet, she'll certainly remember before he's done here. He already has her wrists pinned behind her back with rope around them, despite all her struggling and squirming, and as he starts to knot it off, he reminds her how she knows him: "You got me fired from my last job." Of course she claims ignorance: "I don't know what you're talking about - you've got the wrong person, it wasn't me!" As the man adds another rope around her waist and anchors her wrists to it, she adds to the lies, "I get it all the time, guess I look like a lot of people." Ivan laughs, "Sure, lots of little short, hot brunettes around." This prompts another burst of fighting from the little vixen, pulling her legs up onto the chaise and trying to kick at Ivan, but he simply grabs her ankles and puts her back in place, teasing, "Going somewhere, honey?"

"You're a big fucking scary dude!" Hannah admits, making Ivan chuckle. "I'm not scary yet," he promises, "Scary comes later." Crap, that doesn't sound good for Hannah, so she tries again, "It wasn't me!" Alright, Ivan will play along for now: "Maybe I do have the wrong girl. What's you're name?" Well that wasn't exactly what Hannah was expecting, so it takes her a moment to come up with a name: "It's Melissa!" "I might have the wrong girl; the girl who got me fired was named Hannah. That's not you, huh?" "No!" Hannah lies unconvincingly, and it's obvious Ivan isn't buying it. Time for another tact: "Alright I'm sorry, I'll pull some strings, see if I can get you your job back, just let me go!" But Ivan has much better - and more lucrative - plans for Hannah. "I don't deserve this," Hannah whines as Ivan shifts her to tie her ankles. "Sure you do," Ivan retorts, "You deserve whatever you get, honey. You didn't seem to care a whole lot about me." That just pisses Hannah off: "You shouldn't have been stealing from the company!" Oh, so she does remember now! "You deserved to lose your job you stupid asshole!" He must have really pissed her off, she's pulling out the insults now! And bragging: "I've gotten people fired for much less offenses than that!" "You seem to take pride in that," Ivan observes. "I did," Hannah responds, "Until now!" Ivan laughs; nobody likes to be caught. "Son of a bitch, let me go!" The little spitfire kicks and struggles as much as she can.

Now that he has her confession, Ivan thinks it's time to shut that pretty little mouth up, and grabs her by the ponytail, yanks her head back, and crams a cloth into her screaming mouth. She fights fiercely, but she's no match for Ivan's strength, and he crams it all the way in. "Keep it in there," he warns. "Don't make me break your jaw." Several wraps of microfoam around her head insure that she won't be able to spit it out. Ah, finally, peace and quiet; really she looks much better this way. She was always sexy, but she looks even hotter with the rope on her wrists and ankles and that bitchy yapper properly gagged. Now to put those provocative high heels back on, both for aesthetics and so as not to leave any evidence behind. At least she's not fighting as much now, so she's easier to handle; she must realize it's over. Is she crying? Really? A tough bitch like her crying? It's probably just another ploy to get loose, so Ivan ignores her while he ropes her heels to her thighs. "I'll be back for you; enjoy yourself while I'm gone." In her last moments of freedom, all Hannah does is whimper and squirm, moan and flex those sexy legs against the rope. When Ivan returns, Hannah begs through the gag, "Let me go," but that's not going to happen. He does want to take a peak though - with all her flaunting herself around the office, he wants a better look at her tight little body. He lifts her shirt up and pulls her bra down, revealing rosy nipples and shapely breasts. Very nice! Just a little more work to do, getting rid of any evidence that they were ever there, and they'll be ready to go. "Know what's going to happen to you? I've got a buyer who's going to give me lots of money for you." Sure, she cost him his job, but, "I won't have to work much at all thanks to you and your sexy little self." Hannah whimpers, and squeaks when Ivan throws her over his shoulder to carry her out.