When Dolly called down to the front desk to leave a wakeup call, she had said that often it was difficult for her to hear the call. The male voice had promised her that it wasn't something that she would rest through, that it would be very personal.
Little did she know how right he was, and how brutal it was going to be.
It began with him in the room, grabbing on to her young body. She struggled - hard - but she was no match for him. It wasn't long before she was hogtied, ducttape gagged, and hoping that this was all he had planned.
With the tight ropes, the brutal way that he man-handled her young body, she wasn't sure. But even if it wasn't, there was nothing she could do about it.
Nothing at all.