The haze in her mind slowly begins to clear...but the darkness remains. Arabelle slowly becomes aware that she is in an unfamiliar place. Fear grips her heart and she starts to whimper in panic. She can't see anything...and she knows that the place she is in is NOT a familiar one. One minute she was leaving the grocery store. She thought she heard someone behind her but wasn't sure...and now...now this. Something's wrong. Arabelle reaches up to clear her eyes, to see if she can make herself see...and she realizes her hands are BOUND. The panic she feels gets louder. Where is this strange place? Who has taken her? And why She's not a celebrity. She's not rich and famous. Why on earth would someone target her? What is going to happen to her? Then...she heard it. Breathing. And movement. She was not alone. There was someone in there with her. By his heavy steps she assumed it was a man. She could feel his presence closer...closer...and then...she felt MORE than a presence. He grabbed the neckline of her skirt, and pulled. She screamed. He harshly tells her to shut up, and she obeys in fear of what he could do to her if she does not comply. He keeps pulling, no doubt seeking to expose one of her voluptuous, luscious massive boobs... He succeeds. And his breath quickens, becoming heavier and more labored. He's excited. The terror in Arabelle builds. She waits with dread until she feels his harsh hands on her shoulders, pulling her off whatever she was laying on onto her knees. She can smell his manly scent in front of her and hear him fumbling at his pants with one hand. "Open your fuckin mouth." he says in a guttural voice while grabbing her hair. Arabelle whimpers softly...and obeys....