Gritting her teeth around the gag, her dark eyes narrowed and flashing with anger Bella flings the bra from her.  She swallows hard as it hits the wall, sliding back behind the couch.  She again places her hands behind her back, her back arching.  The creamy untanned skin of her breasts almost glowing in the dimmed light of the lonely country house.<br/><br/>The feel of his hands on her, rebinding her own hands in such an exposed, vulnerable position sends shivers down her spine.  Closing her eyes a single tear escapes glittering in the soft light.