Her dressing gown was discarded as the night air was warm and moist upon her skin. She slept fitfully, covering and then uncovering herself with a thin cotton sheet trying to remain cool. The french windows that opened onto the balcony were thrown wide trying to coax some breath of wind inside. A shadow fell across the threshold as he slipped in through the open window, his green eyes flashing around the room searching for valuables. Those same eyes fell on the outline of her body barely covered and glowing ivory in the moonlight. Tiny beads of sweat, collected upon her skin, glistening like diamonds. The wind blew past her open curtain and gently crossed her sleeping form. He noticed her skin ripple with goosebumps and her nipples become erect. The hairs on the back of his neck bristled as he watched her stir, all thoughts of jewelry had long since disappeared from his mind as she became his new treasure. Moving silently he negotiated the distance between them, on the way he picked up the discarded dressing gown stripping the cord from the waist and then returning the garment to the floor. Reaching the side of the bed he paused, regulating his breathing he watched as once again she stirred under the flimsy film of cotton. Waiting patiently until her movement had ceased he placed his gloved hand over her mouth. Initially still asleep she shook her head as if ridding herself of an annoying insect, then reality forced her awake, her wide eyes stared over the top of black leather fingers. In the pale light all she could make out were the piercing eyes atop a black scarf and a glove clad finger pressed where she assumed his lips to be. Frozen, she obeyed the sign for silence. With quick hands he pulled her wrists together wrapping the cord tightly to them, as the bonds cut into her flesh she came alive struggling and trying to pull free, at the same time shouting for help. It was too little too late, the cord was by now pulled through the wrought iron bedstead and she felt her arms being stretched and extended as he pulled it taut. Again she ignored his signal for her calm, her cries continuing until stifled by one of her silk scarves sliced between her lips in a crushing gag. Unable to resist she lay rigid on the bed as he dragged her covering tantalisingly slowly from her naked body.

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