Sofia In: Break In Bondage No Escape (HD)

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The house was eerily quiet. Too quiet. Sofia's brow furrowed as she flicked on the lights. The living room was untouched, but something felt off. A faint scent of cigarette smoke lingered in the air, foreign and unsettling. She called out, “Hello?” Her voice echoed, but there was no response. Her heart quickened as she moved deeper into the house, her bare feet padding softly against the hardwood floors.
Someone had been here. Her eyes darted around, searching for any sign of the intruder. That's when she heard it—a creak from behin. Her breath caught in her throat. She froze, her instincts screaming at her to run, but her feet felt rooted to the spot.
Before she could react, a strong hand clamped over her mouth from behind. Sofia's eyes widened in terror as she was spun around, her back pressed against a broad chest. A rough voice growled in her ear, “Don't scream. Just do as I say, and you won't get hurt.”
Her heart pounded in her chest as she was pushed toward the living room. The intruder—a tall, muscular man with a hood pulled low over his face—shoved her into a chair. Sofia's legs trembled as she sat, her mind racing. She tried to speak, but the man shoved a cloth into her mouth, folding it tightly between her lips. Her muffled protests were useless as he tied it securely behind her head, leaving her cleave-gagged and helpless.
Next, he produced a coil of rope, his movements efficient and practiced. Sofia's wrists were bound behind her back, the rough fibers biting into her skin. Her ankles were tied to the legs of the chair, spread wide apart, leaving her exposed and vulnerable. She struggled against the restraints, her chest heaving as panic set in. The man stepped back, his dark eyes scanning her, a smirk playing on his lips.
“Stay put,” he warned, his voice low and menacing.
Sofia's eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape. Her mind raced as she wriggled against the ropes, her muscles straining. The chair creaked under her weight, but the bonds held firm. She bit down on the gag, her jaw aching as she fought to free herself. Minutes felt like hours as she twisted and squirmed, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.
Finally, with a sharp tug, the rope around her wrists gave way. Sofia's hands flew to her mouth, pulling the gag free. She gasped for air, her heart pounding. The intruder was still upstairs—she had to act fast. She stumbled to her feet, her legs shaky, and lunged for the phone on the coffee table. Her fingers trembled as she dialed 911.
“Hello? I need help—”
Before she could finish, the intruder reappeared, his face a mask of fury. He grabbed the phone from her hand, slamming it down. Sofia's eyes widened as he advanced, his presence looming over her. “Thought you could call the cops, huh?” he sneered. “Not so fast.”
She backed away, her hands raised in surrender. “Please, just let me go,” she pleaded, her voice shaking.
He laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. “Not until I'm done with you.” He stepped closer, his gaze lingering on her body. “First, take off that top and those shorts. Slowly.”
Sofia's cheeks burned with humiliation, but she knew she had no choice. Her fingers fumbled with the hem of her tank top, pulling it over her head. Her breasts, full and exposed, rose and fell with her rapid breathing. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts, sliding them down her legs. They pooled at her feet, leaving her standing in nothing but her lace panties.
The intruder's eyes darkened with desire as he took in her nakedness. He grabbed her arm, pulling her toward the hallway. “This way,” he commanded.
Sofia's bare feet slapped against the floor as she was dragged to the bedroom. He shoved her against the closed door, her back pressing against the wood. With swift, practiced movements, he tied her wrists together, looping the rope through the door handle and pulling it taut. Her arms were stretched above her head, her body arched backward, every muscle straining against the restraints.
Next, he bound her ankles together, the rope biting into her skin as he cinched it tight. She was completely immobilized, her body on full display. The intruder stepped back, admiring his handiwork, before pressing a strip of duct tape over her mouth, sealing her protests.
Sofia's eyes blazed with defiance as she struggled against her bonds. She twisted her wrists, trying to loosen the rope but no escape for Sofia today...