Lon caught the wad. "You had you chance."<br/><br/>One of the thugs grabbed a hold of Bella and bent her over the table. He grabbed a hold of her nose, pinching it until she was forced to open her mouth. He stuffed the panties in and then taped her mouth closed with several strips of medical tape over her lips.<br/><br/>He bound Bella's hands behind her back palm to palm and then tied her elbows together. He led her into a room, to a wooden chair beside his desk. He tied her knees and ankles together before placing her in the chair. Her arms go over the back of the wooden chair. He tied a length of rope on her bound hands to the ring at the chair's bottom. More rope is bound around her waist to the chair back and even more rope is used to tie her thighs to the seat of the chair. Her ankles were bound to one leg in the chair, putting her in a faux demure position.<br/><br/>Lon dragged the chair beside his computer table, where he could reach out and cup Bella's breasts or squeeze her thighs whenever he'd get bored with working.