| For the first time in my amazingly gentile life, I literally saw red. Enraged, I crossed the space between us in a second (tennis players are incredibly fast over short distances) and pushed her hard to one side. She hit her head on the desk and was momentarily stunned. Seizing the advantage, I sat on her back and pinned her arms in the small of her back. She recovered within seconds and started to scream. Not just scream, to buck, kick, bite-I had a wildcat on my hands. Desperate to control her, I franticly looked around the room. The only thing within reach was the bag. I pulled it to me. Inside, right on top, were the soft leather binding strips. Hadn’t I pushed them to the bottom when I got her clothes? Whatever... She was incredibly strong, but fortunately I was stronger. (I had been playing tennis since I was five.) In a minute, I had her wrists tied. Unbelievably, she was still trying to kick me with her bound feet. Grabbing another strap, I tied her ankles, bent her ...
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