It was a book that had Dolly found in her room; she didn't know who put it there. But it was an erotic story about a gorgeous young blonde - much like her - being grabbed, bound and then ... she had gotten to that point when she realized he was standing behind her.
A man she had never seen before. Who quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her down to the floor. She struggled hard - she knew that she had to. The young damsel in the story had struggled; Dolly realized why - the absolute fear of that moment.
But he was stronger than her. Much stronger. And soon had her in brutal bondage on the floor. Her wrists bound tight, her elbows scrunched together, hard. Her legs hogtied. Ducctape pressed against her soft lips.
For a moment, she wished that she had been able to finish reading the book. To find out what happened next.
The thought then struck her that she'd find out soon. But that's another story.