The loss of sight and hearing prevented her from seeing or hearing two shaded silhouettes entering the suite from the balcony. One of the men smoothly motioned himself to the entrance, locked the door from the inside, and then used the electric control panel to deactivate all the lights, except the ones in the bathroom.
In the meantime, the other intruder walked to the bed, and produced a small hi-tech laptop out of his back pack. He was also carrying a large empty suitcase he slid under then bed, and then switched on the small computer. It immediately connected itself through a direct satellite link. The screen blinked, and the shaded form of a man soon appeared. The masked man rose up
his thumb before the embedded camera, and the unknown man at the other of the connection did the same, acknowledging everything was ready.
The intruder then hid himself behind the bathroom door, his partner standing at the entrance of the bedroom, just a few steps away. Under their masks, both of the tall and muscular men were smiling.
Soon, the bathroom door opened, and Jennifer Miller, only wearing a dressing gown, stepped in the dark room. She clicked twice on the lights switch, without success
"Damn" she thought "looks like the French really need lessons in
technology". She went on to call the reception, but her attention was caught by the nebulous light coming from the corner of the bed. As her eyes became more accustomed to the darkness, she saw the computer on the bed, and the motionless silhouette on the screen.
"What the hell is that", she thought, "another silly trick of the production?"
She didn't have the chance to understand what was going on. She felt someonegrab her arms and push her ahead. Her gown was torn apart as she fell on thebed, her attacker now kneeling on her, forcing her arms in her back.
The second intruder took a plastic zip-tie and encircled Jennifer's armswith a thin strap just above her elbows. As he vigorously tightened it, the strap bit into Jennifer's skin, causing her to gasp in pain. This did not stop the attacker as he put another strap below her elbows and tightened it as well.
"Wh...What are you doinmmmppphhhgggg !?!" were her last words as a large ballgag was forced in her mouth and swiftly buckled up. Within a few seconds, Jennifer Miller had been turned into a naked and bound prey, completely at the mercy of her abductors.
One of the men grabbed her hair and forced her head back, on front of thecamera. Coming from the speakers of the laptop, Jennifer heard a loud voice, with a light Russian accent. "My dear, the short scene I just witnessed is far better than any of your shows. And this is just the beginning"
"Ho...Hoo urr hoo?" was the best Jennifer managed to say, so to speak.
I am the Collector. You'll soon enough get to know me better. Now gentlemen, pack her as planned. I'll just lay back in my comfortable chair here, and enjoy the view
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