Roxy is getting ready to go out later wearing a tight seductive red dress, nylon nude stockings and red high heels. She's very excited on the phone to a friend to tell some big news, how she found a ring in her boyfriends drawer and he's told her to get all dolled up to go for dinner at a nice restaurant tonight. This can only mean one thing, he's going to propose to her as she struggles to contain her excitement suddenly she's grabbed from behind by an intruder, her phone snatched right out of her hand as he grabs her arms and places his hand tight over her mouth to keep her quiet as her eyes widen. Roxy is left to struggle tied and bound to a chair completely helpless with her legs spread wide to see up her dress. She realises who the intruder is, it's her creepy stalker she protests while squirming to escape, she's repeatedly told him she's not interested and already has a boyfriend who's soon to be her fiance. She angrily demands to be untied as she has already has plans made for tonight and if she doesn't show up later her boyfriend will think she stood him up. The stalker quickly stuffs her mouth with a cloth and adds a thick cleave gag to silence Roxy's moans. With her mouth completely stuffed and gagged she can no longer speak clearly as her words are muffled. He decides to have some fun with her at his mercy, pulling down her dress to reveal her perfectly sculpted round tits squeezing them and fondling them. Getting some nice close up of her ample breasts being played with. Humiliated and exposed and being toyed with all Roxy can do is moan and squirm completely powerless. The stalker leaves her there still gagged & tied trying desperately to escape but to no avail looking around for anyone or anything to help set her free. The stalker decides to move her and places her on the bed with her hands bound behind her back and her legs and ankles tied with a ballgag placed firmly in her mouth. She struggles once more, kicking her legs desperate to be freed rolling around onto her front drooling from her ballgag with pool of saliva soaking the bedsheets. Becoming ever more frustrated she writhes around the bed rolling onto her back with her head hanging over the edge of the bed feeling a total loss of control or power. After much tossing, rolling and kicking she finally manages to build up the last of her strength to bring herself to sit up on the bed. As the ropes on her legs have loosened up, she finally tries to make a break for it an attempts to escape but alas the stalker rushes through the door once more to wrap his hand around her and pull her back down to rule out any last hope of her fleeing.