He came for Laura in the dead of night, her only warning the sudden chill as the nighttime winds gusted through her open window. Soft brown eyes blinked away sleep, catching the outline of a black-clad figure in the darkness, before a gloved hand clamped over her mouth, bringing her to full wakefulness and stifling her scream in the same instant. “Be quiet,” a sibilant voice hissed, and the cold gleam of the knife in his free hand was enough to quash any struggles from the beautiful college student. “I am going to take my hand away, and you are not going to scream. Understand?”

Terrified, Laura gave a small nod. The hand lifted, and a firm sponge quickly took its place, shoving past her lips and filling up her mouth. A wide strip of duct tape completed the gag, and then she was forced onto her stomach, more tape wrapping around her wrists and elbows so that her arms were pulled painfully behind her back. Her legs went next, the intruder pulling up the skirt of her long nightgown to bind her ankles and thighs, and when he was done, Laura was reduced to squirming helplessly on her bed. “Mmmppgggh, mmmppppgggghh!” Cold steel caressed her bare skin, and more muffled pleas escaped out into the night. “MMMPPPPPGGGHHHH!”

“Hold still,” the intruder demanded. The blade went to work, sawing through the silk of the nightgown and parting it at the front, exposing her small breasts to the cold night air. A few more cuts, and she was left completely disrobed, the tattered remains of the garment tossed aside.

From a pouch at his waist came a small camera, and Laura moaned in dismay as he snapped picture after picture of her naked helplessness, her face going as red as her hair with embarrassment. “Nnngggh, mmmppppggghhh!”

“Don’t worry, my dear, I’m not going to hurt you. Nor do I have any intention of publicly humiliating you. These pictures are just for proof of life. After all, when your father learns you were snatched away in the dead of night, he’ll need some motivation to pay your ransom…”