Before she could scream, a heavy arm wrapped around her, and a cloth soaked in chloroform was clamped ruthlessly over her nose and mouth. Belle struggled frantically, her hands clawing at his grip, but the chemical fumes dragged her swiftly into the dark. As she slumped unconscious to the floor, the Bandit began his work. He had to ensure she wouldn't wake up to identify him, but he also wanted to enjoy his prize.
He stripped the blue nurse's uniform from her limp body, peeling away the dress to reveal her white lace lingerie, sheer black stockings, and the intricate tattoos adorning her skin. True to his name, the Handsey Bandit™ took his time fondling her exposed breasts and curves, inspecting the helpless woman he had captured. Then, he secured her. Using a length of white rope, he bound her wrists tightly behind her back. He lashed her ankles together and pulled them up, connecting them to her wrists in a severe, back-arching hogtie. Finally, a white cloth gag was tied securely around her head, silencing her forever. The Handsey Bandit™ left Belle O'Hara stripped, fondled, and trussed up on her living room floor, a silent testament to his visit.
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