I hadn't thought it through and her presence would have made talking about everything impossible. She was watching out for me even when she didn't kno... it.I still wondered if what this Alek fellow was telling me about Phillip was true or not. Phillip seemed to be a likable guy. He helped me and promised to leave me alone. I felt I knew him better than I knew this guy – who hadn't been very likable so far.By the time I sat back down at the kitchen table I was actually feeling a bit angry."So. Opposite the kitchen wall was a series of high arched windows, the blinds fully retracted to let the morning light stream into the room. That it overlooked a small park and had a small Italian bistro on the ground level did not hurt its location either. ‘Make yourself comfortable. I will go and see if I can find you a shirt to put on while we throw yours in the laundry. Un moment.’ Samantha took him at his word and looked around. The large square table, surrounded by the couches had all manner. That is until she tried to move her arms and legs and realized she was tied down. That was when she started to thrash and yell causing her to realize she was naked. When her screams came out as a muffled sound she realized there was a wet soft cloth ball in her mouth gagging her that tasted kind of good. She began to get wet when she realized her predicament because she had always fantasized about being tied down and fucked. A chuckle sounded from somewhere around her and she TRIED to say. Unable to move, she could only wait as she heard footsteps approach her prone form. Her body was useless, but her nimble mind was working, trying to figure out why she had not noticed any of the trademark signs of dementors, such as coldness. A familiar voice broke her out of her reverie. "Well, well, Miss Granger. How nice to see you again! Bring her." Unseen hands grabbed her arms and started to drag her backwards, acting on the orders of the man who she had last seen on his way to Azkaban,.